*Somewhere in the middle of the forest*"Zareen, please! Open the door!" I hear my father for the ninth time, but with tears in my eyes, I refuse to do it. I can only take so many speeches without losing my mind. He is my father, and he is the king, I know. But I am the princess and I honestly don't want to argue about the past choices I made. If we stay together in the same room for more than a few minutes, one of us will jump at the other.I rub my arms and scratch myself again, and as soon as I notice I am doing it, I stop. I feel like a drug addict missing her doses.I sigh and sit on my bed, finally silence as my father leaves me alone. I look around and feel a bit of peace with my belongings; I don't need much to be comfortable and have always enjoyed simplicity. I take a look at the clock and sigh, watching the seconds that pull me closer to another torturous experiment.I screwed it up. I went on my own and encountered the necromancers. I was cursed and now I want to tear m
*Zareen*I feel his presence and his eyes on me again; the winds whisper to me his location, and I know he is not far. I don't understand why, but I want to cry every time I am around the new visitors. How are they supposed to help me? How are they going to set me free?He is gone again, and I sigh. I can't help but feel helpless, although I am not going to show them that side of me. This is my burthen to carry."Hello…" His voice stuns me, at the same time it takes me by surprise. How did he manage to get so close without me noticing?I stop swinging and turn my head to the side, where I see him cautiously waiting for my answer. I sigh. "Hello." Should I be more friendly? Do I care?"Mind if I join you?" He asks and I feel confused."Why do you want to join me?" I ask almost without thinking."I am… curious about you. Among other things that... I don't understand yet." He says and I can feel a bit of sadness in his tone.I look at him again and he seems tense, almost fearful.
*Meadow*"I talked with Viorra today, while you were with Aeneas and the Wind King, and she is so excited that Kade has finally marked her and she can hear him. I think it is wonderful." I smile as I tell this to Caleb. He tilts his head up smiling from his new favorite pillow; my belly."That is good, but why are you still a bit worried?" He says as he caresses me. He is wonderful, noticing small details like this, that I didn't even know it had me worried.I sigh. "You told Kade to take her to the pack lands, for safety. But she is supposed to be the person taking my place at the company, how is she going to do that if she starts missing work days? I am trying to figure a way to excuse her with Carter."He finally sits properly in front of me and, with a hand resting on my belly, he looks at me straight in the eyes. "Then perhaps they can remain in the city. I don't think the necromancers will dare to go in the city yet. We don't know exactly what they are capable of for now, bes
*Caleb*Zareen is sitting and she shivers slightly at any random time. We are all focusing on Aeneas; who is studying the marks on her arms, most of them self inflicted. If there is anyone who has more experience in the field of blood curses, is him.His eyes have grown darker, to the point were there are two black pools that seem to absorb everything. "It is a self-destructing curse; they wanted her to hurt herself to the point that she would kill herself." He says as he softly holds her arms and she shivers again, tears fall on the side of her face and I look away; I wish to help, and at this time I am helpless; this is frustrating me.Wolves like Men do not like being unable to help, or unable to save their loved ones. Aeneas studies her arms, then he releases them as she shudders again. She closes her eyes and moans in pain. "I can't do this…" Her voice sounds like a whisper.Aeneas looks as if he is in pain as well, and he looks at Aeolus who seems to grow older by the secon
*Zareen*I feel weak.But the itch is gone.I want to smile and dance and scream and laugh. But I feel too weak."You will regain strength slowly, you went through a high-stressing situation, but you survived." I hear his soft whisper in my ear.That is true, I am in his arms, and he is taking me to my room. I want to say thank you, I know I should, but I am too weak. Am I?Why is it so hard for me to let others help me? Why is it so hard for me to let them be closer to me? Why is it that I can't say thank you? I hold myself tighter to him, this stranger who has helped me survive the hardest thing in my life."Is she awake? Can she hear me?" I hear my father say. Oh no, he must be so worried for me, I should really say something now."She is going to be ok now, Aeolus. But at the moment she is slowly recovering her energy and strength. She will be awake and be talking to us all in a few hours."My heart pounds faster, I really have to thank this stranger for knowing exactly wh
*Zareen*I hear a knock on the door and I pull the cover back onto myself. "Come in."And I see him walk in, closing the door and smiling softly. I relax a little as he walks closer; he pulls up a chair and sits near me. "How are you feeling?"I sigh and lean my back against the pillows again. "I wish people would stop asking me that. Meadow was here earlier, and so was my father. They worry too much."He shakes his head and chuckles. "You were on the edge of killing yourself, and by a miracle, unforeseen by the necromancers, you survived barely with the help of magic. And only thanks to the intervention of other races and a blood transfusion, you are now breathing and healing."I lower my head at his words, he is right and I know I need to thank them. "I just need time…""And space, I get it… and I will tell this to them… but don't push them away just because they worry. Your father most of all. Meadow was looking after you as it is part of her mother instinct. And because her h
*Meadow*I am nervous and can't stand still; I pace here and there, everywhere. We have only been waiting for a few minutes, but I need to know what is happening. I want to know what is this creature aware of that involves our children. They are restless; they usually move a lot but now they are still. Waiting.A mental brush of warmth reaches me, and seconds after Caleb's arms wrap around me. 'Angels are creatures that never intervene with this world. They are constant watchers…'I nod and relax in his arms. 'And fallen Angels?' I ask.'They want more… they don't want to stay just watching… they don't like to be just observers and they change… it is not necessarily for evil, but some wanted to intervene by doing good too. They just didn't want to remain as observants.'' He says as he turns me around and kisses my lips softly.'So he might not be a bad creature, right?' I smile at him, hopeful.'If he is, he won't be able to hurt you or anyone. He needs more than that. We all are
*Raziel*These half humans, half animals are interesting creatures; they seem to possess all the human traits of emotions with the feral animal traits of loyalty. I will have to make sure to study their behavior more. The wind elemental creatures, however, they are soldiers following an emotional wind-world of a leader. The only creature that I can't read is the vampyr.I should be careful with what I say in front of the others, not all of them are to be trusted. The Oracles have warned me about people close to them betraying, and I should be careful with all the other information they have provided me… before I killed them. * ~~~~~~~ **** ~~~~~~~ * *Caleb*Now that we are at a safe distance, and that is only me and Meadow with Raziel; I watch carefully what he is going to do next. He barely makes a move that hasn't been previously thought of; he never makes even an extra blink unless it is necessary. He does his best to look normal but at the same time, he does his best to n