𝕭𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝕺𝖓𝖊
𝔖𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔶: A high-school project gone wrong sends Astraea Aphelion fifteen centuries back in time, where she has to face a world of dragons, magic, and evil sorcerers. Luckily, she is not alone. In between hardships, she finds a...
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📍 Camelot
⏳ July, 504 AD
One second I had an arrow fiercely aimed at Thanos's big purple head, and the next I'm being shaken awake by what felt like a violent earthquake. My eyes opened and I gasped when I found Merlin standing over me with a panicked expression.
"What's wrong with ya'? I was just 'bout to slay Thanos," I grumbled as I rolled onto my back and rubbed my eyes, trying to get rid of the sleepiness while being mindful to keep the bed covers over my arms, considering that my PJ top has short sleeves.
"The grain supply has gone bad, too," my friend informed me.
My stomach dropped and I gulped, "No, what? I thought Arthur had passed his first test!"
"Well, he was tested again and he failed," he responded while expelling a sad sigh.
I could feel my heart shattering at the news and I groaned and rolled onto my stomach again, burying my face in my pillow while wishing that I could ignore reality and have Sandman take me back to my dream, where I was fighting alongside the Avengers.
"Come on, Astra. Uther needs you," Merlin pressed and he moved to pry off my covers, but I clutched onto them tightly as my eyes widened.
"Fine, I'm goin', just gimme a moment and I'll catch up!"
My friend gave me a pointed look and I raised an eyebrow that silently dared him to try anything else. He puffed and nodded before exiting the room.
I sighed in relief and finally got out of bed. I hurried to change into my jeans, my grey base-layer, and my baby blue hoodie; then I slipped on my socks, brushed my teeth, and fixed my messed-up braid before rejoining Merlin outside.
We walked together towards the storage rooms, where the sorcerer had said that Uther was currently at along with Gaius.
"What did Arthur do?" I questioned in a low tone.
Merlin sighed, "Something happened in the forest, but I am not certain what. He would not speak to me about it. He seemed very upset."
"Darn," I muttered under my breath while feeling my heart churn again. I should've gone with them, and maybe things would've turned out differently.
We arrived at the storage rooms to find the King and the physician standing over a big barrel, both of them sporting grave expressions. I frowned and moved closer, instantly getting hit by a putrid smell that caused me to recoil. I pressed my arm over my nose and peeked inside again, finding that the container was full of mouldy grain.
I let out a shaky sigh and turned my attention to Gaius, who met my gaze with a sorrowful look.
Suddenly, a dishevelled Arthur rushed inside while asking, "What happened?" and he stopped between his father and I as he looked down at the barrel as well.
