An Extra's POV: My Three Fiancees Hate Me

A week went by, Riven had come to this tower on multiple occasions, every time he was blasted away, regardless of how much he came.

Noel and Jack came today, and a special guest, Robert. He noticed their daily actions and decided to come with them as well.

Riven arrived at the door, he swallowed his saliva and stretched out his hands to knock. But after knocking, nothing happened this time, and then a few minutes later, the door slowly creaked. He leapt back in fear as he had not been expecting that in the slightest.

The door opened a bit, just enough for him to enter. He looked back at the guys, signaling them to come, so they did.

He walked into the tower carefully; they did their best not to make noise. The door shut behind them, and light crystals lit up along the wall, showing a path that led to the stairs.

Riven took the lead. He walked up the rotating stairs and it led to a door. When he opened the door, he couldn't believe what he saw.

Inside, there wasn't the tower. It was an extremely massive space, many times what the tower could hold. With shelves that stretched on for long distances, filled with books to the brim, and several devices that he didn't even know what they did.

"This is definitely not how it's supposed to look," Noel said.

The four of them took a few steps inside and then they felt a presence looming over them.

"Pretty pesky." They heard a voice, the voice of a female. They turned around and saw her, a young girl no more than sixteen.

She was in a black robe, her hair was scattered, and her eyes had black circles under them. The craziest part of her was how pale her skin was.

"Uhm, sorry, we are looking for a friend of Sir Quin, who is my instructor that stays here. Are you by chance her student?" Riven asked.

"Student? Tch." She walked past them. "I haven't been a student for over twenty years," she said.

"Wait, twenty years? Are you the instructor?" Noel asked in shock.

"Yes, they made me an instructor. I never wanted it, but it was the ploy of the crown and the academy to make sure that I didn't leave.

They were scared of what I would do, what I would become, so they found a way to cage me. Provide me with infinite resources for my experiments as long as I was willing to share some of it with them.

I didn't have a choice, so I stayed." She spoke, not even realizing that she spoke a lot. She gracefully floated off the ground up to the tallest end of a shelf, pulled out a book, and came down.

"My name is Eon Miller," she said.

"Eon Miller?" Robert asked, his eyes widened.

"Huh? You know me?" She asked while scratching the back of her neck.

"The Miller family were a former Marquis family, now turned Count. They produced unparalleled mages, but the former patriarch tried to push the talent of the newer generations with forceful and forbidden techniques and magic.

According to what I know, he failed in many, and many of the children died. His evil acts labeled him a criminal, and he was killed publicly," Robert said.

Riven heard the story and was immediately intrigued. He looked at her.

"Yhup, that's my family, and I am one of the few that survived his actions," she said, showing a smile that seemed like it could haunt nightmares.

"If one of them did something so horrific, why is their family still a noble family?" Jack asked.

"Because the Miller family had a long line of good deeds that they had done in the past. The king couldn't throw all that away for the disgusting actions of one man.

So he pushed them down to Viscount, where the son of the former patriarch worked day and night trying to raise the family into the light again, and finally, they made it back to being Counts.

They are still a formidable magic family, but their bloodline was harmed by what the patriarch did," Robert explained.

"You seem to know a lot, what's your name?" she asked, coming so close to him it invaded his personal space.

Robert leaned back a little. "Robert Vermilion," he said.

"Vermilion, so a royal blood. I see why you know all that then," she said and walked away.

"Now, enough about me," she said and turned to look at Riven. "One week you kept banging on my door. Are you crazy or trying to be? Isn't being ignored for a week enough?

Yet you kept coming back, over, and over, and over, and over," she said, grabbing her hair and looking around.

"I would say it was worth it, seeing that you let us in, but I believe that's not the biggest question here.

Lady Miller, how come you look so young?" he asked.

She shot him a look. "Tch. I guess that would be the first in your mind. It's simple, I stopped my time," she said.

"Huh?" they all asked.

"I'm not telling you any more than that. I stopped my time, so stop asking," she said.

"How is that even possible?" Noel asked.

"That's not important for you," she said, then her eyes turned cold. "Go and tell that Quin, that if he wants to speak to me, he should come see me one on one, and I can finally rip his head off in a clean fashion and maybe research on it and know how one man could be that extremely dumb." Her anger bubbled out of her.

"Ooookay, I guess you aren't on good terms," Riven said.

"Tsk." She clicked her tongue and walked away, going deeper into the library, and they followed behind her.

"How is this place so massive?" Jack asked.

"Space magic," she responded, then turned around with a cold stare. "Something that you dumb battle mages would never understand."