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Chapter Fourteen
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I was woken up almost twelve hours later by sunlight burning through my eyelids and stirring me back into reality. I groaned, blinking and sitting up. I had fallen asleep after my snack leaning against the tree, my head leaned back against it and my legs stretched out in front of me. My neck was pretty stiff, my mouth tasted weird and was very dry, and to top it all off, my butt was soaked from the morning dew on the ground. I stood up, stretching my arms above my head and sighing in satisfaction at the sound of my joints popping and cracking. I brush leaves and sticks off my backside, and bend down to pick up the empty water bottle off the ground. I crumple it up, throw it in my bag, and pull a full one out. I use it to rinse out my mouth a little, sighing as I think about my lovely electric toothbrush in my bathroom at home.This place had better be worth it. After peeing by the tree, making sure I had everything back in my bag, and tying my knotty hair into a bun on top of my he
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Oh my God, everything hurts.I'm not exactly awake yet, I'm kind of just laying here. My eyes won't do what I say quite yet, so I'm not fully conscious.But I can sure as shit feel everything. My chest hurts, my throat burns, and my body feels like it's been steam rolled over.What happened?I remember... finding that pond. Swimming through it... voices. Someone must have pulled me out.But who?After a few minutes, I could finally feel my body beginning to stir and my eyelids cracking open. I groan as light assaults my vision and I bring my hand up to rub at my eyes."She's waking up!" I jump at the sound of a yelling voice and footsteps suddenly, snapping my eyes open to find the source. A thousand different things assault my senses at once.I'm in a bed, a really, really, nice bed. Shiny, pearl colored silk sheets cover my bare legs. My bare legs stick out to me, too. I look down and feel my face burning with embarrassment as I realize I'm in nothing but a short, satin nightgown. W
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The hallway we're walking down is about twelve feet long, no other doors line it, no pictures or decorations or rugs. Just holes carved into the walls about six feet high with glowing light emitting from them. I couldn't see high enough to tell what was creating the glow, but it didn't look like a lightbulb or fire."Come my Lady, this way." I focus back on the room we're entering.The floor of this room is made of pink material, the same as the rest of the place by the feel of it, but with a dusty rose color and white swirls in it. The room is as big as my mom's living room, with a giant bath carved into the middle of it. It's deep looking, maybe six feet? Steaming water flows through square spouts that line the back edge of the tub. Bubbles float on the surface of the water, occasionally making it into the air, and the room smells like lavender and mint.I'm practically drooling at the thought of a steaming hot bath, especially one as enticing as this.I hear the older lady next to
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I was standing in the hallway now, waiting for someone to "collect me." I wanted that someone to answer the million and a half questions I had.Where am I? Where is the boy I came to find? Who "saved" me?I found myself wondering yet again if I was currently with an enemy or a friend. They had given me a comfortable bed and clothes and an amazing bath, but what if they were just preparing me for sacrifice or something? Were they going to start fattening me up to eat me next? If I see anyone coming my way with cooking string and a big red apple, I’m running the other way."My Lady?" I look to my left where two different women in the same dressings as the ones before appeared, one holding a wooden box about the size of a book with a shiny gold latch keeping it shut. "Come with us. It's time to begin." I hesitate for a moment. Time to begin...what? Time to throw me into a burning ring of fire to appease your god? "My Lady?" The woman not holding the box has stepped closer now and is hold
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The boy in his eyes certainly looks like a younger version of the man in front of me. Same white blonde hair, shorter for sure. Not as much furrow in his brow. But definitely the same person. I feel his hand on my lower back as my knees start to grow weak. I can't break his gaze, even to swat off his hand as I normally would when a man touched me without the greenlight. I'm completely locked onto him, unable and unwilling to look away.I can see him as a young child, sitting in a tree, watching the sunset on the horizon while he chews on a bushel of mint leaves. I can see him as a teenager, getting scolded by an older man with a red beard. I can feel the shame and embarrassment flowing through my chest as the man's mouth moves, but I can't quite tell what he's saying."What is this?" I choke, still staring into what I assume are his memories. Him learning to fight with a sword, him having his first kiss with a small framed blonde girl, him learning to read and write."Only two people
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"I told you, I'm Erik." I roll my eyes at his somewhat flippant response to my question of who he was."Who are you to me? You're acting like I'm supposed to know you." I sass. I bite my tongue at the satisfied look he shoots me. "What was that before? How were we seeing each other's memories?"He rolls his head to look down at me and smirks a little. "I can answer all your questions, but I don't know if you'll believe me. You don't seem to trust me very much." That reminds me of something very abruptly."Why should I? I haven't forgotten, you've got that boy locked up." I glare at him as I lean forward a little and point an accusing finger towards him, scoffing enterally and falling back at the chuckle that comes from his lips. How patronizing."I let him go, six hours ago." My brows shoot up. "You were out for a while. Twelve whole hours. It seems you are not accustomed to using magic, because you also fainted when coming through the portal in the pond.""Why would I be accustomed t
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"Why can't I feel this pull you talk about?" I actually feel a little guilty when he physically flinches at my words. "I mean I still feel very attracted to you... I mean not very attracted." I cross my arms across my chest and look away from where Erik is watching me ramble with a curious look on his face. "I just meant, why haven't I felt this... longing for you my entire life like you say you've felt for me? And if I was fated to be with you, why was I dreaming about that other boy?""Maybe it has something to do with you living in the human world, why you couldn't feel our connection, that is. As to why you were visiting that bear of a man, I have no idea. He was already four or five when you two crossed paths, so there's no way he could be your fated, even if I hadn't been there. Luckily for you." He sneers a little."You don't seem to like him." I say, crossing my legs and watching him. He was very expressive, and it was easy to tell how he was feeling. Why did I care what each
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"I guess I need to learn more about what it means to be fated." I feel his hand on my lower back, and I know I'm growing weak. I force myself to blink and break eye contact, so I don't lose consciousness again."Don't worry, we'll work on your magic, so you won't always get so weak when we connect." He moves his hand from my lower back once I'm stable again."Speaking of magic." I step away from him a little. "Something happened last night, when I was outside.""When were you outside? The guards said you were just wondering-" he stops when I turn to glare at him. He kind of opens and closes his mouth, avoiding looking at me for a second before shooting me a sheepish grin. I roll my eyes but turn back towards the window. So, he knew I was lost last night. He was probably the reason none of the many guards I'd walked by offered to help. How petty."Anyways." I shoot him a look and stop in front of the window, bending to look down and gasping in excitement at what I see. "I knew I wasn't
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"My Lady!" My lady? Who the hell is calling me my lady now? And why are they yelling?I pry open my eyes, blocking the sunlight from them as I do so. I groan, looking up to meet gazes with what appears to be another servant woman. She wears the same dress as the others, and the same apron. She's staring down at me in horror, shock clear on her face. Her hair is almost yellow in color, pulled back into a tight bun that hung low on her head. Her eyes are a pale brown color with long, lovely lashes surrounding them."Why are you on the floor? Did you and Erik have a fight?" She quickly sits down on knees, laying down flat so her hands stretch towards me. She looks up at me with her face only."What are you doing right now?" I ask, scrunching up my whole face. It was too early to beat around the bush."I shouldn't stand above you. It would look bad." I shake my head a little, rubbing at my still tired eyes. I am definitely not used to this weird master-servant relationship all the helpers
