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Chapter 11
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Lisa stomped around her room in a grump. She’d spent half the night tossing and turning, trying to get her head around everything they’d said and everything they’d not said too.
A part of her still didn’t believe she was Fate even though deep down she somehow knew it was true. But then a part of her didn’t care that it was true because it didn’t make any difference in terms of how she felt; she was still stuck in this place, still a prisoner or as good as. And what did this war matter to her anyway? Even if she was Fate why should she help them? Prince phillip had already said he didn’t trust her so why should she put her life on the line for them?
“Have some breakfast. Sit down.” lyra said as she followed her round. Lisa sunk into one the chairs then immediately jumped back up. &
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Morning came not a moment too soon in lisa’s opinion. She wolfed down her breakfast and could barely wait to be out of the room. It felt filled with the memories of last nights dreams. Filled with the nightmare of her old life that still clung around her like a bad odour.“Are you ready?” Mira asked as she pulled her cloak on.“Never been more so.” lisa said. She wanted to get to the gardens. She wanted to feel fresh air and remind herself that she was far far away from that school and in a completely different world from the one where Matt and Bianca existed.More guards followed behind their every step as they made their way down. Indi and Nela walked with them as though they were four companions out for a stroll rather than under their watch.
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Lisa didn’t want to go to the ball. She had every intention of saying no but Mira had insisted that it would have been a hanging offence to refuse the High Queen. She thought about feigning a sickness but knew no one would believe it. She was stuck. She’d have to attend the damn thing whether she liked it or not.Mira had taken great pride in picking out a fabric for her dress; a deep shimmery red that offset against the gold streaks in her hair. But now that she had the dress on though she had some reservations; it was far to attention seeking for her liking and without wishing to be ungrateful to Mira she had a good mind to change into something paler and less noticeable. She fidgeted in front of the mirror trying to make the dress less ‘huggable’ to her frame.“You don’t have to wear it.”
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Prince philip was halfway down the corridor when he realised there had been no guard on her room. He paused thinking, even with the Ball going on they wouldn’t have left their post. Then he heard the scream. He knew without doubt that it was her. He ran back into the room smashing the door off its hinges. Inside he saw two men, one had lisa by the throat, the other made a lunge at him. He punched the man but he got back up and jumped on his back. Roaring he spung round and flipped him onto the floor.Lisa watched, feeling the other man’s hands holding her firm, but she decided that she’d had enough of being a bystander in these attacks. She’d had enough of being a bystander in any of it. She stamped on the man’s foot as hard as she could then elbowed him in the stomach. He doubled over and released his grip cursing as he did. He made a lunge and her and she kneed
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High King Uther walked into his privy chamber and was hit with a barrage of noise. Clearly his councillors wanted to discuss all the issues that had arisen since he’d gone to Seford and all he wanted to do was talk to James about the supposed Fate Girl. He gave them an hour of his time before he’d had enough and dismissed them, slamming the door on their faces as he pushed them out.His head was pounding and not just from a morning spent in banality. He ran his hand through his thinning hair and thought how long it would be before he could go to bed, and to his beautiful Cait who was probably already bored waiting for him.“So how was it?” Prince Rillon said as he flounced into the room and deposited himself in the nearest chair. “How was Seford?”
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Lisa huffed with frustration. She’d been trying for the last half hour to light the damn second candle in front of her. The first had been easy. She’d barely thought about it and the flame had flickered to life. But this second one, it was like all the Magic, all the energy inside her had ebbed away.“Focus.” James said not for the first time and she gritted her teeth before replying.“I am focussing.” She muttered still not taking her eyes from the candle. A light smack to the back of the head made her look round. Now she realised why he was wearing gloves.“If you were focussing properly the candle would be lit.” He remarked and she cussed under her breath. It turned out James was a complete taskmaster of a teacher and
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They walked into the same room lisa had met the High King before. She looked around to see who else was there and saw a group of men she didn’t recognise, sitting alongside High King Uther, James, and to lisa’s distress Prince Rillon was there, sitting alone from them but the very fact he was in the room made her stomach clench in fear.She stopped dead when she saw him and thought she was going to vomit right in front of them all.“Is this really necessary?” Prince phillip said next to her. She glanced at him and was shocked to see him glaring up at the High King.“Prince Rillon has serious charges to account for.” Uther answered ignoring the look on phillip’s face. “It must be a fair process.”
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“Drink.” phillp said forcing the cup into lisa’s hand.“I don’t want it.” She said glaring at him though unsure why. He’d been nothing but kindness and it confused her. She wanted to hate him. Hate him as much as she hated his brother but deep down she felt that they were no longer enemies. Not that she’d go as far as to say they were friends.His cloak still hung around her shoulders and she felt exhausted. “All I want to do is get away from here. From this room. And all those people staring at me.” She said quietly feeling herself blush.“We’re a long way off that.” He replied.“What do you mean?” She asked.&nb
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Lisa spent the next few days hiding in her room almost permanently playing with the stringlet. Mira had somehow acquired her own one too and together they kept playing the same tunes over and over.It felt like everyone in the castle knew what had happened between her and Rillon and that both he and the High Queen had been banished as a result. But worse than that it felt like everyone knew that if they slept with her they could become half-Fate; if she felt vulnerable before, now she felt doubly so.“Enough.” Nela said breaking the sad lilt lisa had played almost continuously for the last hour while Mira watched and silently mimicked with her own stringlet.Lisa looked up, her hands faltering on the strings.
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My head was pounding as I swam through the soup of sleep and dreams and into consciousness. The night had been long, and I had spent most of it either crying or shouting into my pillow. God, how I wanted this nightmare to be over! I forced myself to struggle to a sitting position, and it was only then that I realized my head wasn’t the only thing that was pounding. Someone was knocking on my door. Crap! I really wanted to wallow in self-pity right now. I didn’t have the time or the inclination to deal with whoever was out there.I flopped back down onto my bed and burrowed under the covers. The knocking stopped, thank heaven, but then my phone started buzzing. Damn, but someone was persistent! I groped on my side table, swearing as I knocked both the cell and the lamp onto the floor. I scrambled out of bed and snatched up the phone, hitting the answer button without bothering to check to see who was calling.“What?” I barked
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Jason felt his skin crawl, looking at this horrid creature with stringy blond hair and Jessie’s hazel eyes.“So, if you wanted to hang on to Welling, why did you do it? Why the faked death? Why come back and kill so many people?”Gloria gave an inelegant grunt. “Adam was going down hard and I wasn’t going to go down with him. Who was going to associate with the wife of someone like him? I had to reinvent myself. I got a new face, a new name, courtesy of a few Swiss bank accounts he knew nothing about.Voila! A whole new me.”“But you didn’t change everything, did you?” Jason asked, his eyes raking over her golden pantsuit. Your signature color suits you. Bet you didn’t know you left a little of it behind with the governor’s body.”“The ME declared you legally dead,” I said. “He had proof that you died in that fire.”
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Everything disappeared: The house, the cops outside, her nerves. All that existed were Jason and the delicious icy fire racing through my blood. He pulled back, leaving me panting and feeling quite bereft. I raised my arms and almost wrapped them around his neck, wanting to be closer to him, wanting even more. But then I remembered my heartache and let them fall. That would only lead to more pain.“I’m sorry,” he rasped, still catching his breath. “I’m sorry.”“Don’t worry about it,” I managed to whisper and turned away so he wouldn’t be able to read the doubt on my face. How was I going to stand this? How could I spend three hours teetering on the very edge of insanity? It would take so little to push me right over. I had to find a way to keep my mind busy.“Tell me about your family,” I said, not really sure why I was asking, but knowing anything was better tha
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What?” he asked, confused by the quick change in tone and subject.“My head is too muddled right now to deal with more than one thing at a time,” I answered. “So, let’s get to work on solving my father’s murder. All cards on the table.”“Fine,” he said, heaving a sigh and sinking back into the hard hospital chair. “So talk.”“Uh-uh. I’ve already shared a couple of things. Now it’s your turn.”“I don’t think . . .”“All cards on the table,” I repeated. “I give you my word nothing will appear in print without your permission.”He raised one of his expressive brows.“Do you want a blood oath, or what?”A smile lit his beautiful face. “I don’t think we need to do anything that drastic. Besides, I hate the sight
