Chapter 45: Arriving In Sparia
(Arata)
Sparia was an ever-green kingdom known for its roses and rich heritage. It exported its unique roses all over the world, which came in all colours and sizes.
I wondered if that was the reason why Karsten had a rose on his company’s logo because, certainly, that man was as far away from roses as Pluto was from Earth.
We descended the jet and a black limousine was waiting for us. The sun was spreading its last rays on the horizon as Olphi held the door open for me and I climbed inside the spacious car.
Karsten joined me on the other side and the car began to move like a silent panther.
"We are heading to the hotel where I have made reservations. You can freshen up and change and then we will go downstairs to have dinner with my family."
I soaked up all the information Karsten provided.
"My mother Camilla is conservative in her approach. Just ignore if she throws a jibe. My grandma Martina is more understanding but has a sharp tongue; my step-sister is too friendly, while my step-brother is a bit snobbish. Rest, you must have read in the notes I provided, so just remember," he revealed the inner dynamics of his family, his body stiffening visibly.
"I did."
He then turned to face me, the seriousness etched into his sharpened features and I knew something grave was coming.
"Under no circumstances should you mention my father. Just remember, he doesn’t exist." Bitterness and fury simmered in his inky dark eyes. I had figured his father was absent from the picture, but it seemed like he loathed the man, and so did his entire family.