Luna's PovThe palace was thrown into chaos as people milled to and fro, trying to find a solution to the problem. For a while, nobody paid me any attention as they fussed over the weakling who they would rather throw into prison to die of starvation than fulfill his life's dream. I rolled my eyes, irritated by the hypocrisy of these people. Indrik had started to foam at the mouth when they decided to take him out of the room. They gave him honey, tried other herbal mixtures that they could work up but nothing worked. I sneered as I watched all their attempts that were bound to end up in failure. Finally, Blaire seemed to remember me as she turned toward me, her eyes burning with hatred. "What have you done to him?" She growled. Silence settled in the room as everyone else turned toward me as though just realizing that the maid should know what happened to her master. "Who? Me?" I asked, feigning the best incredulous look I could manage as I placed a hand on my chest. "Young girl
Blaire's PovI watched with bated breath as the Pack’s physician ran tests on Indrik. He checked his eyes, his tongue, his lips and a host of other places. He mumbled something under his breath as he repeated the tests. By the time he looked up, his eyes were wide with terror. "That girl!" He muttered through gritted teeth. "Can he be treated?" Beta Green asked, stepping forward. His body seemed to sag and his voice was weary from all that was going on. The physician shook his head. "The girl chose her poison well. This is Voldemort's root." I stared at him blankly, not understanding what that meant but obviously, the Beta understood and so did my mother as they gasped in disbelief. "What?" My mother gasped. "But that is impossible. Where could she possibly have gotten it?"The physician bowed his head. "From me. She asked me about it this morning when she came to get his medicine. I had totally forgotten about that till now."Silence reigned for a moment before mother spoke again
Blaire's PovI wanted to scream, and cry, and curse. And maybe throw some punches as I watched Indrik, spasming and muttering gibberish, head shaking from one side to the other, green blood now pouring more and more from his mouth and his nose? My heart stopped for a moment as even in the pale light of the moon, I could see his color draining away as his life slipped out of his grasp. The world spun cruelly as I looked from the doctor to Beta Green, to my mum, to the Zeta, to some other faces that my eyes were too blurry to let me notice. I could see the sad look on all their faces but I could not shake the thought that it was all hypocritical after all, if they really did care, they would not hesitate to help him. If only I could help, I would have gladly did but I had stupidly spent all my life before mirrors and brushes and now, I couldn't even save a drunken deer without being crushed into mashed up pieces. My eyes stung as the air stung with what felt like death. I couldn't shak
Luna's PovMy eyes burned as red liquid spurted into my eyes. My head throbbed, my wrists and ankles burned as the coarse ropes bored into them, wound so tightly that they sliced into my skin, shredding it like meat in a grinder. My arms and legs were spread so far apart that my joints creaked with annoyance, each threatening to break away from my body under the strain. My back felt like a colony of fire ants had been let loose on it, each one digging its head into my skin and taking a good sized chunk out of my skin. I wondered if the guards would consider loosening one of my arms long enough for me to reach to my back and scratch the itch that was threatening to drive me crazy although something told me I wouldn't enjoy it very much. "Have you had enough?" One of the guards asked. My chest felt like I had drank a mouthful of oil and followed it up with some fire. My chest beat painfully against my thorax and my stomach felt like it had had all its contents pulled out and smoked on
Luna's PovSo far, I had been doing a pretty good job enduring the pain and getting on the nerves of my torturers but now, looking down at this blade, I wasn't sure I could keep up the front anymore. I swallowed as I breathed in deeply. "It is just a blade. It is nothing you can't take." I whispered to myself. The man laughed loudly as he turned to his comrade, "can you believe this? She is begging for mercy. Too bad. I expected her to go down with a smile but then again, no one escapes the great Baldwin without being broken." He thumped his chest so hard, I was afraid he was going to end up broken before me. I wondered if his name was a title or his parents had had some insight into his future to have given him such a fitting name. The thought was enough to brighten my mood as I started to smile and suddenly, the knife was not so scary. I thought about Indrik who was probably in his death throes, struggling with the poison that I had fed him and shook my head. What kind of master w
Blaire's Pov"Where have you been?" I spat as I came face to face with Jamil and Ulo. The two were dressed in black robes and had their swords around their waists. In the moonlight, I could notice strands of undergrowth clinging stubbornly to their robes. The two exchanged glances before turning to me. "What's going on?" Jamil asked, looking over his shoulder at the circle that was gathered a few feet away. Following his gaze, I frowned as I realized that the bed was gone and so was the doctor. I hurried over but all I saw were a group of guards huddled in a circle, no doubt discussing what had just happened. "Where is he?" I growled. The group looked at me like I was a stray before one of them replied nonchalantly, "the doctor has had him taken somewhere else."My head spun as I wondered how long I had remained on my knees, uttering a stupid prayer while the person I was so worried about had been taken away. He could have died for all I knew and I didn't know anything about it. T
Ulo's PovListening to Blaire tell us about how Indrik had been poisoned by his maid, my fists clenched as I bubbled with murderous intent. I had never liked that girl and now, she had just crossed the line by threatening the life of my friend. Listening to Jamil trying to defend her only served to increase my anger till I was practically steaming at the nose. Before I could bring myself to speak, thunder suddenly rumbled and rain started to fall. I would have been amazed if I wasn't so furious because we hadn't had rain in a while. As it continued to rain though, I started to notice something. The rain wasn't normal by any standard. Each drop that landed on my head, on my shoulders, on my feet, felt as hard as a stone although it didn't hurt. Stretching out my arm, I caught a drop in my hand and examined it in the moonlight. Like I had suspected, it wasn't a raindrop, instead, the tiny things that fell from the sky were more like pellets, diamond sized pellets. I would have dismisse
Blaire's PovI sat in Indrik's room, my hands tucked under my cheeks on his bed as I stared at him mesmerized by his sleeping figure. Sunlight streamed into the room, making him look even more amazing. I sighed dreamily as I watched his chest heave slowly accompanied by his soft snoring. He had been asleep for three days and his complexion was still pale from what he had gone through at the hands of his maid yet, he still managed a heart stopping beautiful look. His long black hair framed his face perfectly like he had been tending to it all these days, (which I might have been responsible for), his eyes were closed but they looked just as pretty as they were when open, his nose, a work of art that was honed to a point so sharp, it could cut you if you were not careful enough, his full pink lips that always seemed to be calling for a taste, his cheeks that were neither too plump, nor too thin, his perfect ears, his square jaw that always pulsed with power, even now, with ridiculous s