I carefully watched as the man slowly approached me as of he was predator stalking a prey. I didn't like the way he walked, asked his question or smirk. And I ended up taking a step back, causing the man to stop his his track.He glanced down at my feet before another smile crawled its way to his face."I am Dorian Great, son of Lord Dom Great and Lady Cassandra Great. I believe you must have heard of me?" He spoke lazily, as if he had all the time he wanted at his disposal.Dorian Great? No, I don't know him. But if his sir name is Great, then it would mean he is a relative on King Viper Great's side."Dom Great is my father." He commented when he realized that I didn't know which one he was.Still, I gave him no response as I didn't exactly know who Dom Great was.My father had once told me that the King has three younger brother but he never specifically told me their names or who was which.When the man standing infront of me- Dorian Great- realized that I still didn't know him,
My entire vision went dark and the scent of the dust attacked my nose.The dust had rushed towards me to fast that I wasn't able to avoid it in time.The white flower powder scent was over thrown by the dust.The instance the dust got in to my eyes, I let out a loud scream at how much it burned.I scrambled out of my seat but I didn't even make it a step away as my knees buckled and I fell down.My eyes were burning, my entire face was itchy and my throat was closing up.I coughed multiple times and tried to rub the dust out of my eyes by the back of my hands but it did nothing to help.I felt hands on my shoulders and some one was shaking me. But my ears were blocked and ringing.I couldn't hear or see around me and that scared me.Tears escaped my tightly shut eyes and rounds and rounds of sobs escaped my throat.I wanted to rip the thick cloth off my face but I was too scared that it might make it worse.I struggled on the floor and I was close to passing out when I felt myself get
Taking in a deep breath, I closed my eyes and tried to calm myself.It's been three days since I woke up and I am yet to leave my temporary chambers even once.No matter how hard I tried and how much I wanted to leave the chamber, I just couldn't. I don't know what I was scared of. Maybe I was scared that what happed a week ago would happen again?Maybe I was scared that the royals wouldn't want me out after witnessing how ill I really was?Or maybe it was the fact that I didn't want to see any of the royals myself?Mirra had told me that the first day after I passed out, not a single person wanted to walk past my chambers other than Prince Victor and Prince Barlion.And to make it even worse, when Prince Victor asked for a healer, they had refused. I believe the exact words the King had used was that he couldn't risk any of his healer to get sick.That had really broke my heart.It felt weird. On the day that I arrived to the main castle, King Viper was the only person that was wa
The silence was deafening.As soon as the King had called out the two brothers names, everything felt still. The cheers had instantly stopped and the large training hall was suddenly filled with a heavy silence.Prince Barlion stared at his father without his expression changing. But from the settle way his hand squeezed his sword until his knuckles turned white. He tilted his head to the left as he stared at his father.Turning my eyes to the front of the stair chairs, I looked at the highest of the royal family.I couldn't quite see their faces but from how tight the Queen's shoulders were, I could tell that she wasn't happy with what her husband had said. But she didn't oppose."Prince Barlion verses Prince Victor, it is." Sir Hunder announced, forcing out attentions to the center of the training hall.I haven't realized that Prince Victor was among the men training until the very moment he stepped out from with in the crowed of trainees and stepped to the center.Leaning forward,
Softly closing the door behind me, I walked further into his chambers and looked around.I was shocked to see blood on the floor, leaving trails towards the one room he disappeared in to.The knob on that door was bloody as well and I could see fingerprints on the stomach of the door.Without thinking, I quickly rushed to the door and pushed it open.As soon as I walked in, I saw him. Sitting on a chair infront of a bookshelf, bare chest and a large cut on his right side under his arm.A loud gasp escaped my lips as I saw blood flowing out of the wound.When Prince Barlion realized that he was not alone, he looked over his shoulder and glared.No matter how cruel his brown eyes looked, the fact that his face was already lossing color alarmed me more.Unable to stop myself, I rushed over to him and dropped down on my knees to look closer at his wound.The cut was above his waist and a little below his armpit. It's not even a small cut. It was large, long and deep."My goodness..." I wh
Running my fingers through my hair, I let out a sigh.I wanted to take the thick cloth off my face and relieve my skin but I couldn't.What if he wakes up and sees me without my cloth? He would definitely be man, wouldn't he?Letting out another sigh, I looked over to my husband, still sleeping on his bed.It had been a couple of hours since I closed up his cut. And once his head had hit the pillow, he was knocked out and still hasn't woken up.It's dark outside and they would soon be expecting him to join them for dinner.But seeing as he was out cold, there as no way he would make it there.Turning my eyes to him, I watched as a single sweat dripped down the side of his head.I stood up with a cloth in my hand and sat next to him to dab it against his forehead.After wiping the sweat off his forehead and eyebrows, I dropped the cloth on the small table next to his bed and just stared at him.He was still pale and his lips were dry and ashy. He would probably be thirsty when he wakes
Once Prince Barlion was well fed, I took the food tray to the eating table at one side of his large chambers before I returned to him.I waled closer and sat at the edge of the bed right next to him."Should I apply the herbs on your wound or do you wish to wait?" I asked.Prince Barlion stared at me with his head slightly tilted to the right."What time is it?" He asked instead."It's night time, My Lord. The royals are probably having their dinner by now.""Wasted the entire day..." He mumbled. "What a shame."Staring at my husband, he looked like he wanted to just rip the covers off of his body and get back to being a prince than stay in this bed for another second."It's okay to take the day off." I tried to assure him."Not for a future King, it's not."Realizing I wouldn't be able to convince him otherwise, I nodded my head and asked if he wanted to change his bandage and apply the herbs again."Eat your dinner first." Prince Barlion surprised me with his comment, or might I say,
The next morning, I woke up alone in bed.The previous night, after Prince Barlion had went to sleep, I had moved one of the chair closer to the bed. I had sat on the chair and leaned my head on my forearms, which were supported by the edge of the bed right next to Prince Barlion's hand.So it didn't make sense that I woke up in the bed, under the covers, next to the spot where Prince Barlion was suppose to be sleeping.When I looked around the chamber, I didn't spot him. Remembering how hurt he had been the previous day, I got worried.Quickly tearing the cover off my body, I climbed out of the bed and rushed to the bathroom without even putting on my shoes. Opening the bathroom doo, I looked inside to find it empty. Taking in a deep breath, I rushed out of the bathroom and made my way to his study. Pushing open the study door, I called out his name.I had expected to see him struggling with his wound like I had found him the previous day. But instead, I saw him sitting behind his