One dance~

Why me? (Part 6)

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Lemme know if there's any mistakes and I'll fix them :)

This is like 3 hours after posting- I just realised I've been using 'Hermosa' instead of 'hermana'- as in hermosa meaning beautiful instead of hermana meaning sister- IM CHANGING IT NOW- BUT IF THERE ARE ANY HERMOSA'S PLEASE TELL ME- 😭 I feel like an idiot

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Hunters pov:

"You have failed again, Hunter. All I asked of you was a simple task and you can't even complete that-"

"I know uncle, but I can't exactly find someone with no knowledge on them besides them having glowing blue eyes and these supposed powers-"

"DONT INTERRUPT ME!"

I felt the wind from the spine that was shot from the emperor, blowing ever so slightly against my forehead.

"Of course, Emperor Belos. I apologise."

There was a gruff huffing noise from the throne I was kneeling in-front of, guards who had originally been stationed as protection were sent outside so the emperor and I could discuss the secrete side mission he had given me.

To find the one with the gift.

That was partly the reason why the emperor covern had hosted those dances, to make an excuse for me to try and find the one my uncle seeked out.

Although because I had been.... distracted. I couldn't exactly do that.

"You will find them. Wherever they are, whatever they are."

There was a pause, I didn't dare look up as the older man stood from the throne and started walking towards me.

His voice had gotten noticeably quieter.

Softer.

"I trust you, Hunter. I trust that you can bring me what I seek."

I didn't say anything. My head still bowed and still kneeling on one knee.

"Or I will despose of that little distraction you so openly have attached yourself to."

My heart sank.

He knew.

He knew about both the dances, he knew that I hadn't been doing my assignment anyway.

He knew about y/n.

I was silent.

Not trusting my own voice.

I swollowed shallowly as he spoke again.

"I'd honestly like to get rid of such a pathetic being. But I will not. Dare I say- for now."

I was still kneeling when the door to the throne room closed, signalling I was finally alone.

I couldn't breathe.

My heart was in my throat, my head was pounding and my ears were roaring.

I saw red.

But I couldn't do anything.

What am I to the great emperor belos?

What am I, a worthless, powerless witch, to the one who rules the boiling isles?

Fuck.

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First person POV:

"LUZ DONT YOU DARE-"