It still solidified her position as the mother of the head of the Clan.
Upto this day, she felt like she was not honored enough for giving birth to two possible successors, not even as the mother of the successor. This whole situation makes her blood boil, that Christina got the title.
Grandma Kuchiki was happy that Christina was getting honored by the Royal Family. Both families have been allies for centuries.
The marriage between the Byakuya and Christina was a private ceremony as requested by the Odinson’s, Lannister’s and the Uchiha’s, the decision was for Christina's safety and wellbeing; so, the Royal Family was not invited or alerted on the union.
“Those are wonderful news we have received since that dinner.”
Toru also agreed with his wife, “That show distract us and lift Christina’s gloomy mood.”
Grandma Kuchiki's face turned sad when she remembered how sad Christina had been. Nothing was able to uplift her spirit. She had high hopes that this banquet would help her, as if on que, Christina entered the living room with a still gloomy mood.
Grandma Kuchiki’s face stretched into a smile as Christina entered the room, even though she was in a gloomy mood; her aura did not change at all; it still brought a serene atmosphere.
“Hello dear, how did you sleep?” Lucy asked Christima in a chirpy tone.
"Better than the past few days, and how are Grandma and Grandpa feeling today?” she tried to match Grandma Kuchiki’s energy, even though she's physically and emotionally exhausted.
Toru replied with a warm smile, “This old timer is still going strong day by day.”
Her smile grew more with their responses, even though their reputation is getting dragged through the mud, yet they were still worried about her.
She was trying hard to control her emotions and get back to the person she was before the whole drama. She was living a peaceful life; not including the mother-in-law from hell, who would not miss an opportunity to make her life miserable. People did not know anything, and there was peace.
She mourns for her privacy, and she will become the target to her husband’s enemies, not that he cares. She will no longer be able to sneak out of this hellhole to enjoy lively streets of this beautiful Japan with the help of Mrs Crimson, of course.
She was able to do anything in secret, but now she can not risk Mrs Crimson to be punished by Mrs Kuchiki.
Lucy and Toru can see the worried look on her face, but they decided to not probe.
Even though everyone was busy with their internal battles, they were able to feel shifted in the air; it was stifling.
Everyone knew this feeling better than anything, even the birds that were chirping happily outside they stopped, the only sign that show of their existence is their left over feathers abondoned in flight of the lives, they fell on the ground like landmark put as a to never return to this certain place.
The once lively atmosphere is now replaced by a suffocating one.
A certain young woman was hit by a sense of déjà vu, the hairs on her neck rise. At this moment, she wishes she could escape to another dimension, just to escape the heartbreak that is to come, yet at the same time, she wants to feel his cold-warmth.
His cologne is her soothing drug; an intense essence spread by this devil to be snare her; only to send her to her doom, as much as she would love to listen to the warning alarms to run for the hills.
The emitted fragrance is also compelling her to drink the sweet poison.
With his proximity, she feels the warmth provided by his body temperature, her skin prickles, as cheeks burn, turning into different shades of red, her breath hitches as she forgets how to breathe and lips become chapped as mouth goes dry, her mind starts to go haywire, her toes start to curl and she fist her small hands as her body feel a tickling sensation.
“Make yourself presentable” he said in a raspy, low bass voice, as if on que, the butterflies in her stomach start, just by hearing his voice,
“Pardon?" She asked still in her shock zone. She froze when her mind registered that the order was directed at her.
“Are you deaf?” she felt intense eyes on the back of her head, coming from the handsome man, who had never spoken to her with respect other than insult her, ever since they were married.
Lucy gasped from the cold and harsh voice directed at Christina, while Anna was internally smiling because of the treatment Christina was receiving from her son,
Toru was getting angry because of the coldness Byakuya was hauling at this innocent soul.
“No” Christina answered Byakuya with tears stinging her eyes, but she couldn't let them fall.
“Byakuya, she is your wife; treat her with respect.” Lucy defended Christina
“Then it is time for her to start acting like it." Byakuya looked at his grandmother without any emotion.
Toru couldn't stand it. “She has been doing that for the last one year and a half.”
“Was she?,” Byakuya answered with a scoff.
“if you paid attention, you would see it,” Lucy started hyperventilating.
He turned to Lucy and then said, “If she was, then it would have caught my attention”.
Christina gasped. It appears that in his eyes, she was not trying enough; all actions were futile. With a new determination, she was prepared to work harder to be acknowledged by him.
Toru saw Christina's newfound determination and started to calm down a bit.
“Where are you taking her?” Anna asked her son,
“Do I need to report every decision I make?”