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Gwen threw her head back, laughing loudly. "Even I know that is a lie."Sandra frowned, folding her hands against her chest. "What do you mean?""Tyron made it very clear to me that he had nothing to do with you." Gwen sighed, shaking her head. "I really do not want to get on your bad side, because really, I am not in the mood. But I do not think Tryon would appreciate you lying with his name.""We were once lovers." Sandra said with gritted teeth. "He would be mine sooner or later. He just doesn't know it yet.""And why are you telling me this? Are you scared that he wouldn't return to you in the end?"Sandra walked closer to her, a malevolent look in her eyes. "I was right to suspect that you are more than what you look like. Who would have thought that calm, docile Gwen could actually bite?""You are not close to me. I have no right to show myself to you.""You are right on that." Sandra said, shaking her head. "I just wanted to let you know though, that I wouldn't seat down and wat
In the highest level of the Enu realm, The supreme lord walked around the throne room, looking out through the huge glass behind his door. His long white hair lay long behind his back to his feet, almost touching the floor. He adorned a black robe, and he folded both his hands behind his back. His eyes were darker than usual, yet they did nothing to hide his handsomeness. He was eerily handsome, his features a rarity. "My lord." A guard called from behind him. Slowly, he turned around to face who had called him. The guard knelt on one foot, his head bowed. "My lord, I have come to report."The Supreme Lord turned around and walked to his throne seat, then he waved his arm and sat down regally on it."Go ahead.""Everything is going according to plan, my Lord." The guard started. "We have all of our men stationed in the Ogwu realm, blending well with the people.""Hmm." The supreme lord replied, nodding his head. "What of the Zruch realm?""My lord, not all our men are fully stationed
Gwen was angry. And sad.As she walked back to her house, she wiped away the tears that had managed to fall down her eyes. Well, at least she was now clear on who Tyron favored the most. She wouldn't need to embarrass herself by confessing to him.But why did it hurt her so?She couldn't bare to return to talk with him. Exactly what would she say? The main reason she had arranged for a meeting with him, was so that she could confess her feelings. Sandra had made it clear that she would never allow that to happen, not on her watch.To think she had taken extra care of her appearance. In the end, it was all for naught.She returned to her house, and her mother rushed to her once she saw the look on her daughter's face."What's wrong?" She asked, concerned.Gwen walked straight into her mother's embrace and sobbed.Her mother held her for a while, simply running her hand through her hair to comfort her. Later, they both walked to the couch and sat down."Tell me," her mother started softl
A few months had passed since Tyron left the Northern part of the kingdom of Dras. Gwen had been working with her mother in her bakery, assisting her with selling the confectionaries. She couldn’t deny the fact that she had been extremely disappointed and sad for days that Tyron had left, and with Sandra nonetheless. Even though Tyron had assured her that nothing was going on between them, she still wasn’t happy because in the end, Sandra was right. She had won. Tyron may not like her then, but with how the both of them were joint together for their secret mission, what’s to say that he wouldn’t like her later in the future? And with the way Sandra spoke about the two of them, maybe their relationship was much more than Tyron let on. And she knew from experience that it wasn’t easy to let go of a former relationship that easily. If their relationship had ended up on a bad note, Tyron wouldn’t have been as tolerant as he was of her then. Gwen believed that the only reason he doesn’t
Three days later, Gwen was packed and ready to go for her journey. She was still hesitant about leaving her mother alone, but her mother was adamant about her going away for a while. She didn’t understand her mother’s fears, but in order to keep her mind at peace, she had no choice but to do her bidding. She stood in front of her door, a small suitcase by her side, as her mother looked her up and down, running her hands down her daughter’s arms. “I will miss you.” She whispered, looking at her daughter. “I can still say back.” Gwen said. “It’s not too late.” Her mother shook her head, smiling sadly. “It is better you leave.” “Mom, have you ever considered that you just might be thinking too much into this? Your ex-husband may not do anything to us in the end.” “You do not know your father like I do. He has ambition, and from what I saw when last he came, his ambition has grown passed what he can handle. He can do anything to solve a problem that pushes him to the wall. If you are
The next day came and Gwen decided to spend it touring the city. But before he did that, she wanted to see the doctor first to find out if anything was wrong with her. She walked out of the inn, greeting the inn keeper who had assigned her room to her the previous day, then walked straight into the busy streets. The capital city was much more rowdy than she had imagined. There were different characters lining the streets, and no such thing as bias was seen between them. Gwen had always heard that the city was a place where people of different background meet. It was a haven for underground criminals, and people who dreamed to be more popular. Rumors have it that her former boss had started there. She was on her way to see a mind doctor, so she looked out for his sign. Though this was her first time alone in the city, it wasn’t difficult to navigate through it. Her mother had told her about this doctor, saying that he was one of the best in the realm. She knew him from her time as an e
“I’ll go get you some water before we start.” The doctor said, moving away from her. He walked out of the room, leaving her alone to her thoughts. Hypnosis was something she had only ever heard rumors about. People called it mind control, because it had to do with controlling one’s mind to reveal their secret. This was something she had never expected would happen to her, so she took in deep breaths to try and calm her nerves. The doctor walked back into the room, holding a glass of water. He walked over to her and handed her the glass, and she took it, smiling gratefully. “Thank you.” Gwen said, taking a sip out of it. The doctor walked to his desk and leaned on it. “Are you ready? Do you want to begin?” She dropped the glass cup on the ground, then sat up straight. “I am ready.” “Okay then.” He slapped his hands together. “I’ll need you to lie down on the couch.” Gwen frowned. “L-Lie down?” She asked, stammering. “Yes. I’ll need you to be in a perfect state of rest. Lying dow
“Ogwu realm?” Gwendolyn asked, her heart stopping. The doctor nodded his head, releasing a sad breath. “Yes. They have the powers to heal any form of affliction.” “Is there something seriously wrong with me, Doctor? How bad is it that I have to go to another realm for help?” “I do not want to scare you Gwen,” he said, folding his hands together. “But something about this vision of yours seems strange. I do not know exactly how to stop it, so you might be plagued with the dreams forever.” She remained silent, studying the fingers that lay on her lap. She didn’t want to dream about these visions every night, she wouldn’t be able to take it. “Remember that you mentioned an old man, who knew about the previous dream you had about your father, only to conform he was right when your father appeared days later?” Gwen glanced at him and nodded her head, curious about where he was going with this. “Have you ever considered that he may not be from this realm? Think about it. The people of
The piercing scream of Luther's wife filled the air, but no one paid any attention to her. All their attention laid on Gwen, the woman who had just rescued them from the millennial reign of a mad man."What are you doing?" Tyron boomed out of nowhere. "Bow to your new leader!"Gwen turned to look at him, frowning. "What are you doing?" She whispered. "You killed the Supreme Lord of the Enu realm. You are now the new supreme lord." He said simply, shrugging.She frowned, and just as she was about to say something, Luther's wife boomed."You can't be the new leader. Not when my sons are still alive.""Your sons are barely alive," Tyron said, snickering. "Weren't you listening while I was talking? He—" he said, pointing to Luther's corpse. "Used their blood to improve his youth. Whatever he did wasn't working for him anymore, and so he turned to his own blood. Haven't you noticed something wrong with your children? Yourself even?""No!" She exclaimed, shaking her head vigorously. "You'
Gwen stepped back a bit, staring at Luther in shock."No," She whispered. Slowly, luther turned fully around, a disappointed look on his face. "This was a special day for us, why did you have to destroy it?"She swallowed, trying hard to be bold. "As I said earlier, I'd rather die than be married to you.""But I can't let that happen. And because if this foolish mistake of yours, your friends will suffer immensely."Immediately, Gwen summoned dark flames, her stance in attack mode. " I will fight you with everything I have."Luther sighed, then raised his fingers towards her. But nothing happened. Frowning, luther stared at his hands, abs Gwen stared st him, wondering what was happening. Immediately he swivels around, trying to hide himself from her, but it was too late. She already knew what happened. Her attack had worked after all. Not just in the way she expected. "You can't use your powers," she said staring at his back. "Can you?"Angrily he turned back to her, his face eer
Gwen and Luther finally reached the throne. Though the woman didn’t say anything, Gwen could still much feel the scorching stare of Luther’s wife on her back. She gulped, trying to calm her nerves down. By the time she was done with her plan, anger might be the last thing the woman would feel. “I hold the supreme power in this land.” Luther began. “Therefore, it is only right that i officiate a powerful wedding such as this. You are lucky,” he said, this time whispering to her. “I never did this for my first wedding.” She gritted her teeth, imagining ways by which she could kill him. She didn’t want to marry him. It was the last thing on her mind. The plan she had imagined only required them to go so far, but she never knew that they would wed in front of everyone. If she wanted to defeat this man, she had to do so immediately, and fast. Luther turned around, urging Gwen to do the same. He ran his hand gently across her back, causing cold shivers to crawl up her skin. “People of th
An hour passed. The maids were done. They left the room a few minutes ago to report to the man who had hired them.Gwen stared at herself in the mirror, feeling a bit weird for he vision looking back at her.She was beautiful, no doubt, but the image wasn't what caught her attention. It was the dim light that shone from her eyes.She knew the action she was about to take. Should she fail, that would spell a fate worse than death for her. "Gwen," Sheryl said, coming up from behind her.""I am fine." Gwen answered, sighing. She looked at Tyron through the mirror. He stood at the far corner of the room, his face etched deeply in a frown, with a thick air of misery surrounding him."This is what I have to do. The fate of the realms depends on it," she said.Tyron sighed, then furiously dragged his hands through his hair."I understand, of course I understand. But why does it have to be you?"Gwen frowned slightly, cocking her head. "What do you mean?""I do not want you anywhere near that
"How many times will I tell you to stop playing with your life?" Luther asked coldly, causing Gwen to grin."Wow, if I never knew how much I meant yo you before, I do now. It really does seem like inam your weakness."Luther sighed, dragging his hands through his hair. "I will let you all leave quietly, but that shouldn't mean you should take any drastic action.""Hey, Prince Luther, I have another request-""Do not push your luck." He boomed, staring coldly at Gwen. He then released a slow sigh. "Do not push your luck. I don't want to have to repeat my past mistakes. Understand?" He said with a forced grin.Gwen gulped, then glanced back at her friends and slowly let the shield down. She stayed in place, not moving an inch until Luther's guards parted for her. Slowly, they all began to walk to the entrance, and they quickly walked out of it when they reached, not bothering to pause for the supreme Lord."Gwen, what are you doing?" Sheryl asked when they had gone far from Luther."I'm
They had just rounded off their meeting when the supreme lord suddenly appeared in the garden."Well, well. Why am I not surprised?" He said, walking in. Behind him were several fully armed guards, their presence ominous.Gwen and her friends moved a step back, with Gwen standing in front of them in a protective manner.Luther chuckled. "What do you think you're doing?""I wouldn't let you harm my friends." Gwen said defensively. Luther sighed, shaking his head. "You should have thought of that before you escaped.""Why are you acting like you didn't know when I left that room. You planned all this, just to follow me.""You are smart. I have never doubted that." He said, and Gwen grimaced."Fine then." He clapped his hands. "There is only one thing to do if you want your friends to be safe."Gwen's frown deepened. "And what is that?""Marry me."She chuckled. "It's like you have forgotten what I said. I would rather die than get married to you.""Well this time you'd have no choice.
Geen looked at them, her eyes flooding with relief. "You are okay!" She exclaimed, almost jumping in happiness. "Oh thank heavens.""What are you doing here? How were you able to escape?" Tyron said, dragging his gaze over her."Yeah," Sheryl added. "We thought you'd be held by the supreme lord.""I was." Geen answered. "But I was able to escape."At that, Tyron's frown deepened. "Something's very wrong." He pointed out. "Quick, cast a protection spell over us."Gwen frowned. "How do I do that?" "I don't know. Make it seem like we are in the Zruch realm or something."Gwen understood immediately what he meant. Hester and Marc had once mentioned that it's Impossible for people to be tracked once they were in the realm. She sighed, pinched her already injured arm to draw out blood, and whispered a spell while waving her hands around them. A dark cloudy smoke appeared and covered them, then suddenly disappeared."Good." Tyron said, sighing in relief. "Now let's get out of here."Gwen no
Gwen stared at him in shock. “You are lying.” “I might be many things, my dear, but I will never lie to you.” he sat by the edge of her bed. “I sent him on a mission to bring the Abomination to me. That was what he was doing at first, but his plans changed when he realized you were the Abomination. I don’t blame him though. I would have done the same myself.” Gwen touched a hand to her chest, hyperventilating. He was lying. He had to be. Tyron wasn’t the type who would play her like that. But the more she thought about it, the more the idea seemed plausible. He had never mentioned who his father was, only that he was part of the elite in this realm. He had also said that his father sent him in search for something, which he later claimed to be the abomination. According to him, his “father” was determined to work with the abomination in order to bring down the supreme lord of the Enu realm. “Are you angry?” he asked with a mocking smile. “Do you feel betrayed?” Gwen swallowed, fol
Gwen couldn't sleep.She laid awake all night, afraid that Luther would enter her room. She wasn't stupid to think that just because she had locked the door, it totally prevented him from entering her room. Especially after the display he showcased the previous day. She doubted that the barrier she put around her door could stop him if he so wishes.She was brought food by maids the previous night, but she couldn't eat. For some strange reason, the maids gave off doll-like gestures, almost like they were being controlled like puppets. She wouldn't put it past Luther to actually do that. She had to up her game, and think fast. Her first plan had proven futile, which meant she had to use her second plan—her wits.It was something she detested doing because to achieve her goal, she would have to act like she had no problem being close to Luther which she absolutely did. It was morning. The sunlight seeped through her room from the half-closed windows, pouring over her bedsheets.Quickly