I came back to my senses. Shit. I was staring at him, I didn't know where I was, I didn't know who he is and yet I am with him. I stiffened myself, grunting, I asked him "who are you and where are we?" he replied as calmly as he could, standing up "you were attacked by the monster, you fought but you were hurt. The king will be here soon princess". I snapped at him "Do not call me princess". "sorry, I am Zyphr" he said looking at me. I felt the pain in the back of my bone, my hands, my entire body. I felt the blood oozing out from my chest and head I touch it and I was right. He walked close to me and looked at me, softly he asked "May I?" I nodded. He wrapped a cloth around my head, stopping it to bleed. His hand was strong and warm. I had a tingling sensation in my stomach. He gently brushed my hair away from my face, I looked at him and he at me, our eyes met. I looked down as my dress was covered in blood, he looked at me worried "let's get you to the healer". I looked down and tried to be as normal as possible "I am fine". I wasn't fine. I knew it and so did he. "I am afraid I have to take you to the healer" his voice was sharp and bold. "NO. like I said I am fine" I snapped at him. I clutched my chest with my dress so that it wouldn't bleed more. The door crashed. oh no. it was Alia, Coven, and guards. Alia and Coven rushed towards me, Zyphrs eyes met mine again, smiled at me, looked at Alia, and the others nodded and left. NO, my inner voice screamed. I wanted him to stay. I have never felt that way to anyone before. I didn't know him properly or which realm he belonged. He left and my heart was heavy with sadness. Alia reached out for me and saw my dress drenches in blood. I didnt speak a word, they took me back to the palace and got me cleaned up. My wound in the chest would take time to heal, they stiched my wound and i wasn't supposed to wear anything harsh. I was wearing my pajams and a loose top. I was writing down everything Elektra told me even if it was just a dream. Alia told me that my powers are different and not many have all powers together and the person who had all powers existed decads ago. I was breaking my head. Elektra said I was rare, did she know about my powers? why wouldn't she tell me?
I groaned in anger pushing my book away and getting up. I walked around my room restlessly. I wanted answers. I stared at my phone wondering if I have to text Alia and coven to meet me. I looked out of my window and saw a black figure standing there. I stiffed as hard as I can, coven usually jumps and scars me but it stood still. The monster was the thought that arose in me. I wanted to walk near to my window. I wanted to see its face but I gasped "The heck" Zyphr stood there. A part of me was excited and happy to see him. I opened my window and gaping at him "What do you think you're doing here if the guards find out your done" he barely cared about what I was saying, he wore a black shirt, sleek revealing his tattoo on his neck wearing black faded jeans and his messy hair pulled back clean. He looked too good. I looked at myself I was in no good attire my brown hair messy and pulled down, wearing a nightdress showing my stitches out.
I looked at him, he bowed " my lady" but I dramatically sighed "ugh". He stood up straight and looked at my stitches then into my eyes cold" you left without a goodbye and thanking me". "Thank you" I mumbled. he took my book, scanning it, I snapped my finger making it disappear. "Rude" he huffed walking towards me but I saw the pity in his eyes after he saw my book "I am sorry" he whispered. He was so close to me I could feel the warmth of him " do you want to talk about it" I, went cold as ice, a chill in my bones. My bedroom doors went flying open as I jumped out of a horror, Coven and Alia panting "do not move from here" she instructed getting inside and locking the door. She looked at Zyphr and then looked at me. I knew what she was thinking so I snapped at her "It is not what you think it is", she looked at me smiling. As I began to ask what was happening we heard an explosion from the realm of witches or Hecate.
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The Devil Within
Historical FictionEvelyn is haunted by the past and suffering from the loss of her sister. Having uncontrollable powers, she tries to find the right path. She seeks the truth but the truth shatters her, kill her. She was in search of the thing that killed her dear s...