Tonight is the Night I Die {Palaye Royale}

{•XXX•}

⚠️ Warning: mentions of violence in this chapter. If affected, please read with caution.⚠️

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{•Emerson•}

We all stood on the courtyard, looking around as we tried to get an idea of what exactly happened.

We had found Avant Garde not far from here, unharmed but frantic, and Lynette's quiver and bow laying right in the middle of the courtyard.

Remington was a nervous wreck, and honestly I can't blame him. If this were Shy, I'd be terrified, too.

"Her scent stops just at the archway," Andrew stated as he walked over.

"Yeah, I can't get much of a read on her at the moment...." I sighed.

"Look at this..." Austin said as he grabbed something from the quiver, and I noticed it was a red envelope taped to it.

Remington walked over as Austin opened the envelope and pulled out a card, reading it.

"You have been cordially invited to the homecoming gala of the Lost Princess, tomorrow the 31st of October, 1833," he read. "Food. Drinks. Grand Show. More to follow."

"Princess?" Sebastian asked. "He's far too dillusional.... Why are they so convinced that Lynette is some princess?"

"He must really know something, but what?" Austin asked.

Remington took a deep breath before looking at me.

"Alan.... You ready?" he asked.

I took a deep breath and nodded. "I'll do my best to connect to Lynette...." I said.

He nodded as I motioned Austin for the arrow, having him hand it to me before walking to the center of the courtyard, ad pulled out the vial of black dust.

I poured it into a neat circle around me before sitting in the middle and closing my eyes as everyone had stepped back.

"Spiritus Vacui... Audi mandatum meum..." I chanted. "Ostende mihi puellam sagittam quam quaero...." (Spirits of the Void.... Hear my command..... Show to me with her arrow the girl that I seek....)

The wind soon started to blow around us as then I felt a strong heat overcome my body, and my eyes opening as my vision went completely white.....

{•Lynette•}

I sat next to Genevieve against the wall of our cell, my cheek still hurting from Lilith's slap.

"You don't have any powers by any chance?" I asked her softly, looking over. "You're a priestess.... Any chance you have, I guess, magic, or whatever it is priestesses have?"

She sighed as she looked down, upset. "Alexander stole my magic, so I wouldn't be able to escape... Stored it in some talisman of his, no thanks to that damn fallen angel Lilith hired to brainwash.... At least that winged vermin was taken out like they all should..."

I took a deep breath and pursed my lips.

"I should have never left the castle...." I said, making Genevieve look over. "Alan was right, I should have taken sidelines...."