While the camp was being cleaned up, I made sure my brother’s restraints were secure before heading over and climbing up the wall looking down at the men inside. They looked uneasy; I tried reading their minds, but mostly just got their emotions. Feelings of regret, fear, and hatred but not for me, for my brother, and worry for their families consumed me. They didn’t seem to be worried about the conditions they found themselves in at all. “Can you get Huricana please?” I asked one of my guards when I noticed the men inside the wall were standing in a foot of muddy water. The guard nodded and walked away. Why would my brother try to kill me? He was already named future King. I was furious that this betrayal had happened, mostly because I didn’t see it coming. I dropped a bag of my brother's provisions down to them and a few canteens of water. I couldn’t be angry with them because they were only trying to protect their loved ones, anyone in their position would do the same. I climbe
I headed to the wall and climbed up Huricana’s makeshift ladder, hoping to speak to the army and convince them that I could protect them and their families. I looked down at the faces of the soldiers; they were yelling and arguing amongst themselves but soon quieted when they saw me. The ground was dry again, improving the conditions of their imprisonment. The men were quiet, I cleared my throat and spoke, “I want to let you out of this cage, but first I need to know who my brother was working with and why you would choose to betray me?” I yelled down at them. One man stepped forward and bowed, “We can’t say, Prince Tyr.” “I will help you protect your families from the enemy, I swear it.” “You can’t swear anything, Prince Uda is the future King.” Another man yelled in response. “If you do not cooperate with me, I will not release you from here.” I tried to reach into the men’s minds and find out what they knew, but came up with nothing. They were all focused on the safety of the
Fire consumed everything; the village dwellings were ablaze as I frantically ran through my home, waking my sisters trying to herd them out of the house. My parents were nowhere to be found, probably fighting whomever attacked our village. Coughing, I shook my youngest sister’s shoulder frantically. "Sunama, wake up, or we are going to die!” “You have to hurry up, time is running out.” Ela panicked. “I’m going as quickly as I can. Is Karm with the enemy?” I asked her as she vanished and returned a moment later with tears in her eyes. “Yes, they are still outside the village. Hurry.” I shook Sunama again. “Wake up!” She opened her eyes slowly before jerking awake in realization, jumping to her feet in a rush, grabbing a bag and shoving what she could in it, before turning and grabbing her weapons. “Let’s go the others are outside!” Ari yelled from the doorway a bag over her shoulder, wood groaned above us, we looked up at the beam it was about to give, in a panic I quickly grab
I knew my father was angry with me, but sending me on a scout mission was a slap in the face. My mother's sins are not mine, yet he treated me like they were. To be fair, the new Queen, my stepmother, fabricated the sins they accused my mother of. I loathed her and her son. Her lies had my mother imprisoned in the castle and forced to be his mistress, stripped of the title of Queen. My mother was grateful because she should have been beheaded, but my father could not sentence her. The Crown Prince should lead armies, not sent on spy missions; it was as if he wanted me to meet my end. He would be disappointed if he expected me to die on this mission. He has always underestimated me. I didn’t even have a full scout team, he just sent me and my two guards. I could read minds, but it varied by person. My father, I couldn’t read at all, but my mother was an open book. My abilities strength depended on the person I was trying to read and their own will, mental blocks and their connection w
I jolted awake just as a migraine hit me, signalling a vision. Clutching my forehead, my vision went black, and pictures formed in my mind, until I could see the message clearly. “Let me go, they’ll find you and they will make you suffer!” I promised. “You’re a fiery little pixie, aren’t you?” Colonel Delano mused. “Fiery and little, huh? I’ll show you little!” My eyes turning grey. Colonel Delano screamed in pain as he fell into pieces as if being chopped up by invisible blades, blood puddled on the floor as the pieces fell, making a sick thud sound. I looked around the room. Spirits of tortured creatures were everywhere, missing limbs and bloody. Smirking at the ripped apart colonel Delano, I had never been afraid of spirits before, but these were terrifying. I looked around for Ela and Karm, but did not see them. I was completely alone. My vision slowly returning to normal, my migraine eased as sweat dripped down my brow and the colonel's scream echoing in the back of my mind.
We led the Goblin army away from their target as planned. It also took a lot longer for us to lose them. Their tracking abilities were uncanny, at least they fell for our trick. By morning, we were finally able to lose them and circle back to where we had left the targets. Ezryn knelt beside the tracks we had found and studied them; "it looks like they are heading this way." He deduced as he pointed upstream. Nodding, Mohan and I followed as he led the way. Eventually, the tracks led to the river. “What now?” Mohan asked, slightly annoyed. “We can assume they went upriver and look at the banks and travel upriver as well, and hope we find their trail again.” I suggested. “If that doesn’t work, we can always come back here and do the same the opposite way.” Ezryn shared. “Okay, it’s settled.” Mohan agreed. We headed upriver scanning the banks for tracks. A few miles up, we found what we were looking for. Heading in that direction, we zigzagged back and forth through the forest, ha
The chill of the morning dissipated as the sun reached its zenith. We had been walking for around two hours when Ari broke the silence that enveloped us. “Do we even have a plan? Where are we going?” Ari snapped, annoyed. “Simple, we are going in… this direction.” Huricana laughed, pointing in front of us. “I’m more concerned about putting distance between us and the big green if you know what I mean.” Sunama whispered, worried. “They could be right behind us.” “Big green?” Huricana spat with laughter. “We should head toward one of our allies. We need an army if we are going to stop the Goblins.” I suggested casually. “An army?" Ari stared blankly, "What do we waltz up to an allied king and say?" Making her voice high pitched and whiny she said, "Please king sir, give my sisters and me control of your army so we can fight the nasty goblins and fulfill the prophecy." Her voice returning to normal, she glared. "They’ll laugh in our faces and lock us up." “Do you have a better idea
The nymph had just finished shifting when a spear flew by Ari’s head, her eyes turned orange and she accidentally the nymph on fire. The nymph shifted back in a rush as she let out a blood-curdling scream and frantically tried to put the flames out. Sunama, with her eyes flickering turquoise from her power, doused the fire with water that she called up from the earth. “Great, you gave away our position?” Ari yelled as smoke rose from the nymph. “No, the smoke from the nymph did.” Sunama yelled back, “Because you set her on fire!” I walked over to the nymph who was lying on the ground and helped her up; she was already healing. “Stay away from me.” She snapped, getting up off the ground. “This isn’t helping matters!” Gia spoke calmly, as an arrow flew past her nose. “That’s it, I’ve had enough.” Her eyes turned emerald, green, and she tried to create a void in the ground, but ended up creating a small crack. Sunama was holding her stomach as she laughed hysterically, Gia slapping