Blaire's Pov
I woke up feeling rather disoriented, a feeling that was becoming more and more of a norm with me. I blinked as I sat up on the bed, trying to rub the sleep out of my eyes. It took about fifteen seconds for the memories to come rushing in. I looked at my hand where that man had grabbed me last night and shivered involuntarily. The grime was all gone as were the bruises but I could still feel the clammy hand on my arm, pulling me against my will. Sunlight streaked in through the open window and I moaned in pleasure, glad to be reminded of my freedom. I got out of bed and saw my image out of the corner of my eyes. The sight was enough to make me draw closer to take another look. My hair looked like a snake had made a nest on one end and an eagle on the other. Sometime in the night, they had discovered each other and had an epic battle which left me looking like, well, take a guess. I brushed my hand through it absentmindedly until I heard a faint knock on the door. I ignored it at first as a figment of my imagination until it came the second time, with a soft, "Blaire?" Opening the door, I came face to face with Ulo who shuffled uncomfortably on his feet. I stared at him, my eyes widening slightly in surprise. It had been ages since I had last seen him standing before my room like this. Usually, I only ever came across him when we had one of our many meetings. Otherwise, he stayed out of my way. He was dressed in black robes and had his sword strapped to his waist, the holster of which he could not stop fiddling with. He had obviously just had his bath as I could still catch the whiff of his coconut oil scented soap. He didn't seem to have had much sleep though with the heavy sacks under his eyes and the tired look in them. He towered over me but even so, I could still see him swarming and itching to leave which was not a surprise. He probably was the most socially awkward person I had ever met. I arched my brows questioningly when he still would not speak after what seemed like ages. He shuffled even more, opening and closing his mouth in failed attempts to speak. I cleared my throat and smirked as he squirmed even more. Don't blame me, I couldn't help taking pleasure in torturing him. It was just so fun to watch as his black irises switched between darker and lighter shades while he swallowed endlessly. I could watch him all day. About an eternity later, he finally got his act together enough to speak. "I wanted to check on you." He squeaked, then paused and inhaled, his hand already white around his sword. He got his bearing again and continued, "last night left you really shaken and I wanted to make sure that you are all better now." I smiled in gratitude. "I am all better now, thanks. It was nothing a good night's sleep couldn't fix. And that is more than I can say for you. You look like you kept a vigil all night." I muttered worriedly. "I was worried about you." He blurted before he could think then almost sunk into the ground when he realized what he had said. "I mean...you know...it is..." He finally gave up on trying to explain as he gave me a miserable look. Maybe I should have said something to help him get over his embarrassment but I was just enjoying the show too much to have it interrupted. "Do you want to talk about what happened last night? Maybe someone you want us to teach a lesson?" For a moment, the hopelessly shy look in his eyes vanished and in its place were the cold, vengeful eyes of the son of the Beta. Despite his shyness, do not make the mistake of thinking Ulo is weak. Against opposition, he can be very cold and brutal. One encounter with that version of him and trust me, you would totally prefer this stuttering guy. I bit my lips as I considered his words. I did owe them an explanation with how I had left them so worried last night but then again, they would make sure I never return to that place again if they found out so, "no, Ulo. I am sorry for making you and Jamil so worried but it was me being silly really. You see, the condition in which I met Indrik was so sad that it got me running wild with emotions that I couldn't hold in." I bit my lips, hating that I was lying to them but I convinced myself that I didn't have that many other choices. A cloud passed over his features and for a moment, I thought I saw disappointment in his features but it was gone before I could even make sure it was real. "I'm glad to hear that." He forced out a smile. "I should get going." His voice was so low that he might have as well been talking to himself. "Yeah, thanks." I replied and watched as he stumbled over his own two feet as he made his way out the front door. I was about to return to my room when the door opposite mine opened and the face I loathed the most came popping out. I gave her my coldest stare. She was not as dumb as she appeared to be because she wisely slinked back in and shut the door. I sucked my teeth angrily as I used my own door as well, banging it with a loud report. I did not have much time to remain angry though as I suddenly realized that I might have gotten Indrik into trouble.Blaire's PovI paced around my room worriedly as I tried to remember if I had cleaned up after myself yesterday. I remembered opening the doors to the dungeon and Indrik's cell but I could not remember if I had shut them before leaving. I ran to the small bedside shelf and opened its lowest drawer. In there, lying peacefully was the bunch of keys that opened the dungeon. I almost exhaled in relief when I realized that the keys could be removed without locking the doors. If I by any chance had not locked the door after me then, Indrik would be in trouble without doubt when the guards came for patrol. The fear of Indrik getting into more trouble courtesy of me was a horrible weight that was pressing heavily on my shoulders. What made it even worse was the knowledge that I could not go to confirm it, not now at least, without making everything worse. Much worse. I was still pacing anxiously when a knock came on my door. I panicked, wondering if Indrik had already been caught and they we
Luna's Pov"Do you always eat together?" I asked Jamil as we made our way toward the palace gates. Seeing three members of the council sitting together had made me slightly uncomfortable but luckily, they had not seemed to even notice my presence. Despite my discomfort, there was someone who their presence seem to unsettle even more. Blaire. Throughout the meal, she had spent all her energy focusing on avoiding her mother's gaze. I had looked around, wondering if anybody else noticed the awkwardness but either they all pretended not to notice or they considered it perfectly normal as everyone focused on their meals. If there had been any doubt, the way Blaire had ran off once she was done proved it. Shortly after her, Ulo had left as well, then Leon. I suddenly hated that I had asked for so much food. I had been feeling extremely hungry when I had arrived but now, knowing that three very suspicious eyes were fixed on me, the food suddenly lost its taste and became drier than a desert
Luna's PovThe only thing I knew about this territory was the outline which I had seen from atop a hill. This was probably enough reason for me to let Jamil ride ahead so he could guide me but that was so not happening. Not if Lea was to be the judge at least. Her feet were moving in perfect sync as she leaped large areas in bounds. Soon, we were in the heart of the pack and given that we were already closing in on noon, most of them were outside, going about their daily businesses. Before they could wave and say hi though, Lea had taken another huge leap turning them into tiny blurs in the distance. Jamil was trying to catch up on his stallion but Lea wasn't giving them any chance. My hair had been scattered in the billowing breeze, spreading into my eyes, nose and mouth so that I constantly had to brush them away. Rather than feel terrified though, I was elated. With the world zipping past, I felt like I was at the top of the world. Like...I was free again. Riding always did that to
Blaire's PovIt was with great relief that I welcomed the arrival of dusk. I had taken great care to avoid running into Ulo and Jamil which was rather easy considering that none of them had returned to our quarters after breakfast. Watching the huge ball sink in a golden blaze of colours, I was filled with an equal measure of dread and anticipation. Using the cover of darkness, I found my way to the kitchen where I slipped some food that I was pretty sure wasn't going to be missed. With the ease that is gotten from having done the same thing for the past three days, I meandered my way to the dungeon. I had hardly gotten in when the prisoners started their protest which was even more intense now given that I had more or less dashed their hopes the other day. Well, we would have to live with that because there was no way I was stepping an inch away from the center of the path. They raised their voices but I was not going to give them the satisfaction of looking at them. I could see t
Blaire's PovFinally, it was the day that Indrik would be freed. It seemed like ages since he had been whipped and thrown into a dungeon like he had killed someone but finally, everything was going to be alright now. I woke up long before daybreak, eager to see Indrik out in the open again. Soon, I was ready to go but the sun seemed to be taking pleasure in torturing me as it refused to rise despite the fact that it had been a thousand and one hours since I had awakened. After the encounter with my mother, I had been unable to return to the dungeon because my mother had collected her keys and tightened the security out the area. I had spent the past few days worrying my hair off which was what made this day even more exciting. I paced back and forth in my room until I couldn't take it anymore and exited through the doors. I hurried to the other end of the rows of room and knocked on the last one on my row. It took three consecutive knocks to bring the sleepy eyed Jamil to the door.
Luna's PovIt has been two days since I have been tending to my master, Indrik. After he was brought back, I had officially resumed my duties as his maid, cleaning him up, tending to his wounds, watching over him and most of all, making sure that he doesn't join his ancestors in his sleep. Not my dream job, but well... I dropped the bowl of water that I was bearing in my arms on the shelf by his head and took a look at him. Since his arrival, he had developed a huge fever coupled with the huge pink boils that have popped up on his arms and legs. Walking closer, I placed an arm on his forehead and removed it almost immediately. His body temperature was so hot, it was a wonder my palm was not singed. I sighed as I adjusted his blanket and started to give him a wipe over. He had been drifting in and out of consciousness for the past two days, always muttering gibberish in his sleep which was why I was so surprised to see his eyes snap open. It took a while for him to focus his vision b
Indrik's PovListening to my latest master turn me down sent me down a spiral of emotions ranging from hurt, to disappointment, to anger. I almost nearly snapped but something held me aloft. Something that differentiated her from all of my other masters. Unlike the others, she was mine. So, what if she had made up her mind to not teach me? We still had a whole lot of time ahead of us to get used to each other and a lot of time for her to change her mind. So, she wanted to play the maid? Two could play that game. I was starting to enjoy our little game when someone came barging in. Someone that I had hoped would stay away from me, forever. Veronica!I would have covered my nose with both of my hands if she wasn't squeezing them so tightly right now. As usual, she was overdoing everything that had to do with her. I cursed under my breath wishing that I wasn't feeling so weak right now. Maybe then, I would have been able to slip out of her grip and get as far away from here as I could.
Indrik's Pov"Is there a problem?" I snapped, not very happy with the knowledge that Luna had been staring at me without blinking. She scoffed as she walked forward and dropped the tray she was still holding on the bed before me. "Here! I hope you like that.""Wait!" I called glumly, halting her in her steps. I opened a platter and the heavenly aura of pot roast filled my nostrils. I almost sighed in satisfaction but instead, I slammed down the cover on it as hard as I could, sending her a fierce scowl. I opened the others as I continued to scowl, much against my stomach's volition. At the end, I raised my head toward her, "what is this?" I growled and it really wasn't that hard to look angry. I had already been slightly irked by her announcement that she would not train me and then, Veronica had come along too. Seeing her, I had barely been able to hold myself from swinging my arm in her face. That was how annoyed and irritated she made me feel. All of that anger needed an outlet wh