Zelda“Mum!” I shouted, hoping to get her attention. But she didn't respond, she just kept shaking uncontrollably. I felt a wave of fear wash over me, my heart racing. What was wrong with her? Was she sick? Had something happened to her? I felt a surge of panic, my mind racing with terrible possibilities. I had to do something, I had to help her. But what could I do? I was at a loss.Drake put his hand on my shoulder, his voice calm and soothing. “Calm down,” he said, his voice soft. But I couldn't hear him, my thoughts consumed by worry and fear. All I could see was my mother being carried away by the guards, and it broke my heart. I wanted to run to her, to save her, to do something. But I was frozen in place, my mind whirling, my heart pounding."Come on,” Drake said, pulling me to my feet. “You need to be strong right now. Your mum needs you.” I stared at him, his words sinking in. He was right, I couldn't break down. I had to be strong, for my mother's sake. He looked at me wi
ZeldaI thought I heard my mother's voice, her familiar tone filling my ears. I shut my eyes, then opened them quickly, my heart racing with hope. But to my disappointment, her eyes were still closed. Maybe it was just my imagination, my wishful thinking getting the better of me. I tried to settle myself, to push down the flicker of hope that had bloomed in my chest. I was determined to stay strong, no matter what.Just as I was about to close my eyes again, I heard her speak, her voice soft and raspy. “Your father…” she said, her words breaking off as tears rolled down her cheeks. I couldn't believe it. I felt like I was in a dream, like this couldn't be real. But there she was, my mother, awake and speaking to me. I held her hand tighter, not wanting to let go, afraid that this moment might end.She began to cough, her body shaking with the effort. I shot up from my seat, rushing to get her a glass of water from the nearby pitcher. I poured it into a cup, taking care not to spill
ZeldaI woke up the next morning, the sun shining through the window. I blinked my eyes open, expecting to see Drake next to me. I had gotten so used to having him by my side, that for a moment, I forgot we were living in different rooms. I sat up, stretching my arms above my head. It was a new day, and I didn't know what it would bring. All I knew was that I would have to face the truth, whether I wanted to or not.I struggled to sit up, my muscles aching from the tears I had shed the night before. I let out a groan as I stretched my arms above my head. The morning was just beginning, but I already felt exhausted. The air was heavy, and my head pounded from the stress of the previous day. I looked around the room, taking in the familiar surroundings. The bed, the dresser, the curtains – they were all the same as they had been yesterday. But I felt like everything had changed.I stood up and faced the mirror, taking in my reflection. My hair was a tangled mess, and my eyes were swol
MadelineFlashback.“Come back here, Zelda!” I screamed, chasing the little girl through the garden. She giggled and ran faster, her curly hair bouncing with each step. I was winded, and my legs were aching, but I couldn't give up. “You can't escape from me!” I called out, my voice hoarse. The little girl turned and stuck out her tongue, then disappeared around the corner. I stopped, leaning against a tree to catch my breath. As I stood there, I heard rustling in the bushes. I held my breath, my heart pounding in my chest. What was it?I sniffed the air, picking up a scent that didn't belong here. An outsider was in our territory. Suddenly, a message burst into my mind. “We have been attacked,” Grayson communicated through Mind link. I was shocked. My first thought was Zelda, and I raced to find her, determined to protect her at all costs. I rushed through the garden, calling her name, but there was no answer. I began to panic, fearing the worst. Has she been taken?And then I he
ZeldaAs my mother told me her story, tears streamed down her face. I could see the pain and the guilt in her eyes, and I reached out to her, wanting to comfort her.“It's not your fault,” I said, my voice shaking. “You did what you had to do to protect me.” But she only shook her head, unable to speak. I held her close, knowing that it would take time for her to heal. But I was determined to help her, regardless of what it took.A wave of guilt washed over me as I thought of all the times I had been selfish and failed to see the pain and reason behind my mother's actions. I had only focused on my pain, my desires, and I had never taken the time to see things from her perspective. I had been so caught up in my world that I hadn't even considered how my behavior was affecting her. I felt a lump in my throat as I thought of all the times I had taken her for granted.“It's okay,” I heard a deep, reassuring voice say. I looked up and saw my father standing there, his expression soft an
ZeldaAs I turned away, I heard my father's voice behind me. “I promise I will never leave your side,” he said, his voice full of conviction. I felt a knot in my stomach, a mix of emotions swirling inside me. Nervously, I smiled and walked away, following Drake out of the garden. I felt a sense of relief, knowing that my father was with me, but I also felt a sense of trepidation, wondering what the future held.I couldn't help but wonder if my father's promise was one that he could keep. He had said he would never leave my side, but life is full of surprises. I knew that I couldn't control the future, and that things could change instantly. But at that moment, I chose to focus on the present, on the love and joy that surrounded me.“What's wrong, Zelda?” He asked, noticing his serious expression. “Nothing,” I replied, giving my hand a squeeze. “Just stop overthinking things. Everything's going to be okay.” I nodded, appreciating his words of reassurance. I let out a sigh and rel
ZeldaI looked at my father, my eyes wide with fear. “What was that?” I asked, my voice trembling. He shook his head, his expression grave. “I don't know,” he said, “but I have a bad feeling about this.” The silence that followed was heavy with tension, and we both stood frozen, not knowing what to do next.And then, the sound came again, louder and more powerful than before. It was like a bomb had gone off, the ground trembling beneath our feet. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, and I knew that something was very wrong. “We need to get out of here,” I said, my voice urgent. “Let's go!” But to my surprise, my father stopped me in my tracks. “You need to stay here with your brother,” he said, his voice firm. “I will go outside and see what's going on. You two stay inside and lock the door.” I started to protest, but he cut me off. “Please, just do as I say,” he said, his eyes pleading. Reluctantly, I nodded, and he turned and ran out the door. I closed it behind him, my
ZeldaMy heart was pounding in my chest, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps. Without thinking twice, I ran as fast as I could, my feet pounding on the ground. My family was calling after me, but I couldn't hear them. My only focus was on getting to Drake. I raced through the hall, my lungs burning with exertion. But none of it mattered. Drake was all that mattered.I burst through the door, my eyes scanning the area for Drake. And there he was, standing just outside, a piece of paper in his hand. His face was pale, his eyes wide with worry. He didn't seem to notice me, lost in his thoughts. I took a hesitant step forward, my voice barely above a whisper. “Drake?” I said, unsure if he would even hear me. But he did. He turned to look at me, his expression filled with a mix of relief and fear.As I approached Drake, I could see that he was trembling, his whole body shaking with fear. I reached out to him, my hand gently touching his arm. “What happened?” I asked softly. He didn't