Season 1; Estella Comes Home With Troubling News, She Thought.

It was already nighttime, and Lawrence felt too sleepy to wait for Estella's arrival from the city. Yes, despite wanting to reclaim her social status, Estella does not leave the Villa for more than three days. She always came back, but that would mean she would be late. Lawrence retreated to his chamber from the Mansion's entrance and thought of a nice sleep.

"Can you inform the guards to wake me once Estella arrives?" Lawrence spoke to Henry.

"Yes, of course, your highness." Sir Ducas replied.

Lawrence smiled. "I'm sorry to trouble late at night."

"It's always a pleasure serving his highness. Please fret not," Henry spoke with delight.

Estella was already on Winesap Village, in a carriage with white, large horses. Not ordinary horses too, they were Sleipnir, a white Sleipnir. A Sleipnir is a horse with eight legs and a more muscular build, making it one of the fasted yet most robust horses in Aqes. Sleipnir also has an endurance of a monster, continually travel from one state to another, nonstop.

It took about fifteen minutes more for Estella to finally reach the entrance of Mt. Apple. And another to reach the gate of St. Apple Villa. The gates opened, and the Guards that guarded the gate inspected the carriage.

"Welcome back, Ma'am."

Estella smiled. "Thank you."

As the carriage stops at the roundabout, much of the servants were in their night garments, hurryingly going into positions of the pathway, in the sides, towards the outdoor steps towards the large entrance of St. Apple Mansion. They bowed as Estella comes out of the carriage with her perfect, elegant body. The whistling blow of the night wind gently brushed through Estella's hair and as the moonlight highlights her position. Everyone at that moment saw a beautiful fairy of the night.

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| A/N: [ In Estella's younger days, she was nicknamed the Fairy of the Night for her beautiful radiance at night. There were several social gatherings, but Estella liked night gatherings most, and she would arrive as the most elegant, gentle, yet strong amongst the women. Her appearance during the night boosted her position as an Arch Countess. Although Estella still looked naturally beautiful during the day. At night, she would be the most simple yet the most outstanding woman. ]

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The men, including Ducas, blushed at the bright illuminating light that surrounded the beautiful figure of Estella. The women stopped and stood to stare at her dashing appearance, admiring the beautiful Estella. Then, Estella looked at her servants and smiled. All the men backed off, making Estella confused, and all the ladies(young female servants) blushed.

"Are you okay?" Estella asked at Henry, who coughed fakely.

"O-of course, Madam." Henry looked elsewhere, moving his head away from Estella.

"Hmm." Estella retreated and advanced to the entrance of the St. Apple Mansion. "Okay," she spoke, shrugging, not addressing Henry anymore. She entered the warm foyer room, surrounded by dim lights.

She inhaled the air within the St. Apple Mansion and felt the best comfort she could ever ask. "I'm home." she smiled at her statement.

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Estella was behind Lawrence door, hesitating to come in or not.

"Madam?"

"Oh, Yes?" Estella turned to Henry.

"Should I wake his highness? He did ask me to wake him up once you've arrived."

Estella smiled. "No, there's no need to wake him up. You can rest now, Mr Ducas."

Henry bowed, "I'll take my leave then, Madam."

The doors opened, and the door creaked, but not loud enough to wake someone. Estella entered the room and scanned the whole chamber. It looked super neat and arranged like how Lawrence would like it. There were no desks or study corners(or work corner). All things regarding study, books, work, and other stuff are on the other side of the door at the right side of the room.

The large windowpane door of the balcony shimmered with the bright moonlight. It was relaxing, alluring, and much more so of an atmosphere. It gave off a tingly feeling that made those inside the room comfier. It makes one feel lightheaded and relaxed- as if one can breathe better. Estella went closer to where Lawrence's bed was.

She saw Lawrence wrapped up in his blanket, fast asleep. He was growing too fast for his age, that it was abnormal. It was her first time seeing a kid grow as tall as more than a feet in a span of two years. Lawrence was already three feet tall in his one year, then at the age of two, he grew eight inches, making him three feet and eight inches, then another year, he was already four foot tall and three inches.

No matter how Estella looks at it, it was still abnormal. Nevertheless, Estella still thought of Lawrence as a son. She pitied yet loved the child. Estella knew he wouldn't receive any love from anyone. Although she doubts it would be that case right now. The servants had grown accustomed to Lawrence's "most of the times" indifference. Nonetheless, he shows a soft and caring side of himself every so often.

Lawrence moved on his bed, facing where Estella sat- on the right side of the bed. His appearance was the moon itself. Very alluring and attractive. His white hair and soft skin radiated. Even if he "used to be" just a lowly prince, anyone who'd pass by him would stop to stare. If he wasn't a human, he could be a doll.

Estella ran her fingers through Lawrence's hair. "My beautiful child. How I wish I would return with happy news," she whispered.