TWENTY SIX

LESLEY

I had given strict instructions to the servants for Ralia to be locked up in her room.

She was getting too much on my nerves. And besides she is an unrepentant traitor.

I gritted my teeth as I thought about her.

"She deserves to die" I said aloud as I threw the glass I was holding on the wall, I watched it shatter into different pieces.

Unsatisfied, I walked to where the glass had broken and picked some of the pieces. Wrapping my fingers tightly around them I pressed hard.

I watched as the blood flowed freely from my palms and dropped on the ground.

I threw the the blood stained glasses away and looked at my wounded palms.

I watched as the wound slowly started healing right in front of my eyes.

I felt satisfied, The wound healed faster than normal.

That showed how powerful I had become.

I smiled to myself as I walked out of my room heading to Ralia's room. I wanted to see her face and know how frustrated she must be feeling.

I pushed the door open without knocking hoping to see