“What… what does that mean?” Scarlett said, sitting down on the bed. Of all the things that could have happened to her, this one was the one she least expected.
“Just that it’s in your blood. I don’t know what… triggers it, so to speak. I don’t know anything at all, actually. I only tasted it once, a long time ago. On someone who later died because of an unnamed disease. And it doesn’t smell like sickness to us. Remember I told you I can smell diseases on humans? To me, you smell normal. So it has to be that…”
“So you’re not technically sure, then? Are you?”
“I’m pretty sure,” said Prince Marcellus matter of factly. “I’m not going to tell anyone… if that’s what you’re worried about.”
Scarlett held her head between her hands, massaging her temples.
“You just told me I may have an incurable disease that may or may not kill me someday. Do you really think it matters if anyone knows?”
“It does if they think you’re part Hova. They’re convin
“What are you doing here?” Luca growled. Scarlet froze in her place. She realized how bad this looked. Her dress was loose as if she had just put it back on or been in the process of removing it. And Prince Marcellus didn’t look too good himself, with his hair all messed up. But it had been that way before he arrived… not because they had interacted physically in any way. “I just came to give Miss Scarlett some information. I’ll be going back to my room. Don’t bother with the chains,” Prince Marcellus said, holding his hand up as if it were beneath him to listen to Luca. Then he walked away, leaving Scarlett to face Luca, who looked at her as if he wanted to kill her. “Information?” he said, raising his eyebrows. “It’s a long story,” said Scarlett, sighing. “I am all ears.” “It’s... something I can’t share with anyone, just yet.” “And you expect me to believe that all you were doing with that monster was talking? Look a
Scarlett blocked Humbert’s attack by crossing her two swords into an X. It was so strong, that the collision between the metals sent sparks flying. She kicked him in the stomach, making him lose his footing, and sent him staggering backward. Humbert smiled, revealing his missing front tooth, and then began to circle Scarlett, who followed his movements closely. He charged again, but this time, sent his sword to Scarlett’s side. She ducked just in time, to the screams of the other soldiers. “Hey, Humbert! It’s just a spar, take it easy!” a soldier cried out, louder than the others. But Humbert didn’t seem to have any plans of doing so. He continued to attack Scarlett, swinging his sword left, right, and even managing to scratch Scarlett’s thumb. The wound was tiny, but a small piece of her skin had been cut off, and it bled down her hand. Scarlett had never fought someone as big as him. But his size also made him slow, and he was gettin
Scarlett took a detour before heading back to her room, hoping to find Pakuri and Voty, but they were nowhere to be seen. The few servants she saw practically skittered around her as they struggled to not stare whenever they crossed paths in the winding castle corridors. From the outside, it didn't look as big as it was on the inside. She hadn't even been to the highest floor yet. Not wanting to get lost, she followed the same path she had taken and arrived at her roo to find Gerta standing next to the door. “Miss, what happened to you?” she said, looking at Scarlett up and down. She hadn't even noticed that her arms and legs were full of scratches. Her clothes, which hadn’t looked too good in the first place, were torn in several places where Humbert’s sword had nicked her. “I was practicing,” she said, patting the swords on her hip. “Ah, well… Queen Edda asked to see you. I’d ask you to go change, but I fear that wi
When Scarlett left the room, she realized that Gerta hadn’t asked her to leave her swords behind when she went to talk to the Queen. Did that mean that the Queen trusted her enough to have her around her with weapons? Even if she sounded like a cold, calculating woman… Scarlett decided she liked her. Perhaps it was true, and there was a bit of herself in that woman. A door abruptly opened in the hallway, startling her. “Where is she?” Luca burst in, fully uniformed with the Golden Company’s armor, looking terrified. “Who?” "The Queen." "Her room. I just left," Scarlett said, pointing towards the door. "What is going on?" “Go to your room and lock yourself there,” Luca commanded, walking past Scarlett. “What is going on?” she repeated, as she watched Luca run towards the other door. She was very confused. “There are Hova in the castle." With that, he went into the Queen's room.
Mimbi had never been so glad it was raining. Lady Numia had been wanting to leave for three days, but the skies had different plans. It poured for the better part of two days. On the third day, a light drizzle enveloped the camp, making everyone cranky and bored.She had even forgotten to ‘punish’ Mimbi for her insolence of refusing the clothes she had offered.The air was chilly and damp, so the other girls were ordered to stay indoors, lest they catch colds which could then go on to infect any of the Hova that drank from them.Even though Lady Numia ordered everyone to keep away from them, Mimbi noticed that some of the girls had fresh wounds from where a Hova had used her as food. Some sneaky guards had probably fed off them anyway, hoping that Lady Numia would turn a blind eye to some indiscretions. And the girls were probably too afraid to say anything if they even knew that Lady Numia was protecting them.However, it wasn’t the gir
Scarlett landed gracefully next to the two Hova. Prince Marcellus groaned, while the assassin finally managed to lift himself from the ground. He had lost one of his knives, but he quickly grabbed the other one and held it out in front of Scarlett. “I don’t want any trouble with you, Karaina,” he said, taking a few steps back. “Oh, but you’ve already started trouble by hurting your prince,” Scarlett said, edging closer to him with her swords raised. It was hard for her not to take her eyes off Prince Marcellus’s body. A dark pool of blackish blood was already forming beneath his face. It stained his cheek, and his breathing was becoming rougher. If she had any magic, she would have been able to end this so quickly. But all she had were her swords. So she charged. The assassin was fast, as he had proven before while fighting Prince Marcellus. He swayed out of the way just before Scarlett’s sword pierced his torso. Then he took a s
The first thing Scarlett sensed when she began to regain consciousness was the soft, cool mattress beneath her. She had never felt such softness in her life, and she wanted to stay there forever, feeling the smooth surface holding her sore body. Then, memories of what had happened to her recently began race through her mind. This wasn't her bed, and she wasn't in Karai. She was in Arandana, and Hova had infiltrated Queen Edda's castle, possibly looking to kill her. Prince Marcellus had been wounded and she had given him blood, and then... then something had charred the Hova attackers in the blink of an eye. She heard the rustle of fabric very close to her and she opened her eyes. "Oh thank Karai, you're awake," Voty said, opening the curtain around the four-poster bed. "Voty! What happened?" Scarlett said, reluctantly sitting up. "Is everyone all right?" The look on her friend's face wasn't encouraging. "F
Mimbi woke up feeling like she had been run over by a prancing horse, one that had stepped on her and then danced over her with gusto. She had never experienced such pain, not even when she had been burnt by her fellow trainees or thrown back while sparring.The wounds on her legs and begun to heal, but the bruises and pain would take longer to subside. Trying to ignore the pain, she focused on her other senses.Her tent was dim in the early morning light, and the cool air caressing her skin was a blessing. Outside, the birds were beginning to sing. She also heard the stirring of the camp rising. Someone poured a bucket of water out. Another person was hauling things that clanked against each other.She managed to turn around and realized someone had changed her bandages during the night. There was a basin of bloodied bandages sitting next to her cot.Part of her wanted to burn everything to the ground. She was confident she could