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Azia

I can't seem to keep my eyes open. It's like someone is physically holding my eyes closed.

What I know is that the king's twins put me in a carriage and that I'm probably going to die. Maybe it will be a swift death or one where I'm not even awake for it.

I try to move but two bodies hold me still. Great.

My neck is throbbing from the blanket that was around my neck. I should've used a rope.

"A knife would've been quicker." The man who always invades my mind finally speaks.

"Well hello to you. What are you doing on this fine beautiful day?" I hope he can feel my hate towards him.

"You know just watching the bodies pile up and I think I saw a red head in those piles." I can practically hear him smiling.

He's lying. Cree isn't dead. It could be any red head. It could be anyone.

I can feel my arms digging into Loki's and Emrys' shoulders. How can they have such broad shoulders? Like this shouldn't be possible for their shoulders to be this wide or bony.

"Azia, do you know how many people would love to see my shoulders?" Emrys is so full of himself.

"None brother, no one would." Loki says laughing.

I open my eyes as the carriage pulls to a stop. Here we go. How long will it take for the king to say a snarky comment about how I almost killed myself.

Emrys hops out of the carriage and goes to castles gates.

"Don't speak, unless he asks you to. Don't stare for too long." Loki is trying to help me but if he really wanted to help me, he should've let me die.

"What type of magic does he have?" I asked. I have to be ready for the king.

Not a lot of people know, all the kingdoms tend to keep the royalty's powers quiet. But Emrys had no problem telling me his.

Did Loki get blessed with powers?

"I'm not sure I can tell you Azia but just answer his questions and don't push him. Then you'll be fine." It feels like Loki is trying to reassure himself that I will be fine. 

"No one is ever safe when magic is involved." I say quietly.

The castle is bigger than any other kingdom's main castle. It's made of stone but has wood within it.
It'a beautiful.

"I'm sorry again, Azia."

I felt another pinch in my neck. HOW MANY TIMES ARE THEY GOING TO DO THIS.

"You j-just as b-bad as you bro-brother." I managed to spit at him.

My vision darkens and all I can hear is the clicking of the carriage leaving. I'm stuck in Loki's arms and all I can do is dream.

Loki

I can't be as bad as Emrys. I've always been the better one. The nicer one. I've tried so hard to not be like him.

I look down at Azias face and see how calm her face can look. I want to run want hand over her face.

But instead I walk towards the castle's gates, where Emrys is.

"I see that you cut your mind off from me. What are you thinking about?" He looks at me and scoffs.

How can he be mad that I won't let him into my mind. Does he know the toll it takes on me when he reads my mind or when he messes with it?

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