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Everything hurt, the movement from the horse made my healing wounds stretch uncomfortably and I felt exhausted. “Akasha, wake up.” I heard Tyr’s deep voice in my ear. I looked up at him as he touched my forehead. “What’s up?” “You have a fever; we are going to make camp for the night.” “We have been riding all day?” I asked, alarmed that I had slept so long. He nodded, yeah, The Drow have moved their camp further, our scouts had been mistaken.” “Okay, we will find them tomorrow.” “Akasha?” Gia asked, looking at me, “let me take a look at your wounds.” I shook my head, “I’m fine. They’ll heal. I just need sleep.” Gia looked at me, her face turning red, “Sometimes you are an idiot, if you have a fever, it could be infected. Let me look at it.” “Says the one who gave me one of them.” I snapped at her irritably. “Let her look at them.” Ela stated as she looked at me, worried. “By Accident.” She retorted, upset. “Please.” I looked at her, feeling bad for snapping, and nodded, “
“How can you be tired? You slept all day?” Sunama asked Akasha, as she walked towards us with a pot full of water. “She needs to sleep to fight the infection, leave her alone.” Gia scolded her as she dumped cut up vegetables and herbs into the pot Sunama had handed her. “We should eat and have an early night, tomorrow might not be so calm.” Huricana pointed out as she looked up at the sky. “I agree we were supposed t have run into the Drow already, but the camp's location wasn’t where the scouts said it would be.” I shared. “We will have to take turns on night shift and make sure the Drow didn’t find out about our plans and decide to plan a night attack.” Akasha shared. When the soup Gia had made was done, she handed everyone a bowl. It was a simple vegetable soup, but it was delicious. After everyone had eaten, we retired to our tents, aside from the ones who opted to take the first shift. Akasha headed into the tent to sleep while I sat outside with Mohan and Ezryn, taking firs
Tyr had barely blocked the blow from the man that had attacked him. I rushed to help him, but he had already knocked out the attacker. Men surrounded us, none of them were the ones loyal to Tyr. I drew my weapon facing the enemies in front of me while Tyr faced the ones behind me. I looked around at the chaos that had erupted around us in disbelief. Karm and Ela frowned as they stood beside me, I sent them the energy they needed to help me fight them off. Loyal soldiers looked confused as their comrades turned their blades on them, barely blocking the blows. Most of Tyr’s soldiers were falling to the ground, injured, before they could comprehend what was happening. Gia and Ari made their way to the injured men, blocking blows with their swords and dodging attacks when they were able to. When Gia knelt beside the first man to help them, Ari positioned herself between them and the battle, watching her back. Men continued to attack them, but Ari could keep them at bay with her fire.
“Bram…. Ward.” Ezryn yelled. They looked up from their respective fights and looked at us as they blocked their attackers. "What?" Bram yelled. “We need you to watch over these two.” Ezryn shared, motioning to Prince Uda and his guard. Ward and Bram finished their battles quickly and worked their way towards us, knocking soldiers out of the way and blocking stray blades. Once they were guarding the asshole prince, I turned and told Ezryn my plan. Once that was done, I went to help Tyr with the men that had surrounded him. I made myself invisible again and walked through the crowd, knocking the men unconscious, I could feel my energy fading using too much of my abilities. I would have to be careful not to use anymore, controlling the dark spirits drained more than I thought it had. Once I was beside Tyr, I helped him defeat the surrounding group; they cut him up and he was bloody but still standing. "Are you okay?" I asked him. He blocked an oncoming sword and nodded. I thought t
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