The morning sun was alluringly beaming across the horizon. Amaris still felt distressed for leaving Nemiah all wounded in that wrecked church. Though he knew that Caius would take care of her, he still wished he could do it instead. He kept walking back and forth in his small kitchen, feeling uneasy. Gili felt dizzy watching him fidgeting all over the place.”I can’t bear this anymore. I can’t eat properly watching you roaming around.” He murmured and loudly dropped the utensils on the table. He let out a sigh when he saw Amaris was still restless. He took the table knife and threw it right at him. It almost grazed Amaris’ face if he didn’t stop. The knife hissed through the air, aiming at the wooden cupboard behind Amaris. He flinched as the blade chucked through the surface of the cupboard.“Did you just—throw a knife at me?!” Amaris’ eyes widened in shock as he stared at the knife pierced deeply into the wood. “Are you crazy??” He yelled at Gili who was just relaxing sitting at the
“Why are you still here?” Caius annoyingly asked Amaris who was sitting at the crumbling table in front of him.“I’m the one supposed to ask you that,” Amaris responded. He was playfully twirling the dagger in his hand. The queen had just finished cooking scrambled eggs and laid the platter on the table where Amaris and Caius were sitting. “Can you please put that down? It’s dangerous to play with your dagger,” she scolded Amaris.“And who are you to say that?” Amaris retorted, making Caius grits his teeth. The prince was about to stand but the queen gave him a sharp look.“It’s obvious that your mother didn’t raise you well. I feel bad for you,” Queen Morrigan gave Amaris a pitying look to purposely annoy him.“What?! Well same with your son. It’s obvious that you didn’t raise him well either.” Amaris smirked at Caius.Caius raised again with his closed fist. Badly wanting to strike Amaris in the face.“Enough!” The queen scolded. She grabbed Amaris’ arm to stop him from spinning the
Sneaking through the darkness of the night, Vivar reaches the palace safe in disguise. He noticed the palace guards were still on their post. He knew these two as his loyal assistants, Noman and Higor, who already have their own families. He wondered why they didn’t leave when the prince has already told them to return to their families for their safety. Curious and confident, he approached them with his head held high. The guards recognized him though he was still afar. But they just stood straight and didn’t give him a bow. Vivar started to wonder. He stopped a few meters from them and hesitantly asked, “Why are you still here? Didn’t the prince tell you to return home since the palace is not safe anymore?”The two guards looked at each other blankly, their lips were trembling. “Is there someone else inside the palace? More importantly, have you seen the princess?” Vivar grumbled.“The princess is inside, and he warned us not to let anyone of you in.” Higor, the tall and hunky man on
The purple garment of her cloak gracefully draped on the marble floor. Her right leg was exposed as she crossed her feet on her throne. She sluggishly leaned on her seat and gently massaged her temples with her velvety fingertips. She’s been drinking wine since morning, brooding about how to capture the chosen one. Before she loses consciousness, the gigantic metallic door creaks open. She irritatedly opened her eyes to see who the intruder was.“Your highness,” Druji bowed as soon as the queen saw her.“I thought you were enjoying your reign in your mother's castle. What suddenly brings you here?” Dubheasa asked in a blunt tone.“I found a bait to capture Nemiah,” she confidently informed the queen.Dubheasa’s pale skin suddenly bloomed as soon as she heard her. She stood from her seat and paced towards her to hear her more clearly. “Did you just say you found a bait to capture that girl? Are you sure about this?” She wanted to be assured.“You heard it right, my queen. I have jailed
The sky was gloomy so was what she was feeling at the moment. The dark clouds started to gather around her and poured out distressing drizzles, adding weight to her misery. The smell of the burnt body was now washed by the rain. The scent of the wet dirt started to fill her nostrils. Leaving no trace to identify who was the scorched body.Druji screamed out the pain, and the sky responded with a loud roar of thunder. She started cursing at the dark sky, seeking vengeance for what happened to her beloved soldier. She was full of regrets as she thought of the missed opportunities she could have thanked Vivar for all he had done for her. He remembered when Vivar came to the palace and told her that he just wanted to save her. She pounded her chest with her fist, full of guilt. Vivar risked his life to go back just to save her but she only led him to his grave. "I'm sorry. This is all my fault. I should have listened to you!" She cried out as she caressed his unrecognizable face. "I didn'
I felt responsible for Vivar’s death. It wouldn't have happened if I was really the chosen one and had defeated Dubheasa just from the very start. But I’m useless. I wanted to blame the queen for imposing on me that I am their savior. I turned to her, trying to calm myself. “How can I help? You’re telling me I’m the chosen one but I don’t have any power to defeat the evil queen. I think you made a mistake. I am not the chosen one.” I complained as I wiped my tears using the back of my hands. Queen Morigan cleared up her tears and approached me. She gently sat beside me and took my trembling hands and gently pressed it. “The scroll.” She uttered. My brows furrowed to that statement. “What scroll?” I asked. “The last piece of the scroll hidden in the forbidden fortress. The answer is there.” She answered. That’s when I remembered about the scroll I once found in an abandoned castle. It was located in the deep woods when I was trying to escape. But I can’t remember where I left it after
It’s been a week since Vivar died. Druji is still crying every night in her sleep. She hasn’t moved on yet. And when she’s awake, we would catch her staring blankly into nothing. Queen Morrigan is already worried she might completely lose her mind for blaming herself about Vivar’s death. She hasn’t talked to me yet ever since that time she asked me to help her avenge Vivar’s death. And I haven’t talked to Caius as well ever since he confessed to me that day. I still can’t believe it. I don’t know how to respond to him and I knew myself that I cannot reciprocate the feelings he might have for me. It doesn’t make sense. He used to loathe me. Why did he suddenly have feelings for me? Where did it come from?I shook my head, trying to diminish that thought. There’s something more important that I need to do rather than thinking how I can reject the prince without hurting him. I can already move my body like I used to and it’s amazing how quickly I recovered without any medicines. I need t
"He's the son of our mortal enemy. How could you think that he'll help you? Have you been completely manipulated by that man?" He snarled. He turned his back and let out a deep sigh. "I was just anticipating.. that maybe..""No!" He cut me off."Caius. You can't judge Amaris just because he's a witch. He has a big heart too, so I can't blame Nemiah if she thought of asking help from him." The queen somehow got my back. But Caius didn't like it. He became furious about it. "Not you too, mother. He's just making a facade so he can catch all of us once he gets a chance." He retorted. I guess he'll never trust Amaris no matter what good that person will do. I don't understand why he's so infuriated about him to death. He turned to me again with his hands on his waist. "You are not asking for help from that person. Better stay here and I'll go look for that scroll instead." "You don't understand, Caius. It has to be me." I tried to persuade him but he didn't budge. "Uhm.. Excuse me." Kuu