"This... This... It's impossible!" Levy cried.
"Then, tell me child, do you remember who your parents are?"
"I.. I... Don't.."
"Precisely, and now you must stay here with me, to practise your water magic which had so been previously deprived from you."
"And your companions," her gaze turned to us. " You can easily abandon-"
She froze.
Her eyes became large and shocked, as she gazed at me. Her mouth was slightly parted in amazement, and it seemed as if tears were in her beautiful eyes.
"IMPOSTER!"
Aquas sudden level of noise shook the ground, causing us all to slam back into the wall, as a sharp wind swept across the wall. Looking down, I saw a brilliant pool of red at my feet, before lifting a hand to my head and feeling a sticky, hot substance at the top of my head.
I counted three seconds.
I blacked out.
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Dracen strode along the deck of the ship, able to see the vast waves that surrounded their boat. Noisy cries of birds filled the air, quickly shot down by his men, until the sound of waves gently beating against the bottom of the boat was the only sound to be heard.
The name of his ship was The Hopeful, picked by 'his' princess, chosen in her hopes of his safe return.
Smirking at the thought, he thought of how easily decieved those of that country were, to allow him so easy access as their greatest ally.
Quickly, his face turned impassive as his first mate Xalen approached.
"Captain, we are soon approaching Desdanliam, should we start to gather our offer of peace with them?"
"Yes, quickly, we do not wish to upset future allies in this dire time."
"Of course, right away Captain."
"Good, send Malon to me."
"Yes Captain."
As Malon approached, Dracen smirked, glad to see him in a frenzy in an attempt as to not anger him, for if anyone, this man knew what he could be like when angry. For you see, Malon was the former head of the gaurds in Esraelia. However, he framed him for a hazardrous crime, and soon after Dracen made his way to become one of the elite in that country..
It also helped to have that foolish princess on his side. That beautiful, foolish yet gorgeous...
Anger suddenly ignited within him. He refused to believe he was falling for that imbecile, not when he had her.
Snapping out of it, Dracen refocused his attention on the man in front of him.
"Sir, you requested my presence?"
"Yes, I am bored, entertain me."
"B-but Sir, what am I to do?"
"Jump overboard for all I care, just do something or else."
Gulping, Malon nodded, and suddenly ran, throwing himself overboard. Hearing the loud splash, the crew turned, and started pointing at their former ally. However, nobody went to save him, after all, who would wish to save an apparent murderer?
Grinning, Dracen too jumped overboard, causing the crew to stare in amazement. He swam strongly over to Malon, and took his struggling form into his arms.
"Play along, otherwise you know the consequences."
Hearing this, Malon stiffened but swiftly nodded, as Draceb dragged him back on deck, whilst the crew congratulated him and mocked Malon. Their thoughts were directed the fact of how merciful their captain was for saving a murderer.
Hearing their thoughts, Dracens lip curled in disgust.
How gullible humans were.
Yet he was unaware of a small figure in a billowing white dress watching his every move.
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Hello, minna!
Whew, that was fun to write! I love holding you guys in suspense! Who's Dracen? Why did he rescue Malon for show? Why did Aqua call Lucy an imposter?
One of these questions will be answered in the next chapter, I promise! Thanks for reading! Please post a comment to tell me what you think, and don't forget to vote and follow me!
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