As I packed, I slowly attempted to gather my thoughts. Three guards show up at my house, ask to speak to my parents, say something about the castle, tell me to pack, and have a carriage. nothing suspicious about that at all.
They told me that I needed to have as few suitcases as possible, so to keep it under 5 I had to make one bag for books (ones on magic and ones for fun), a bag for magic stuff like pendulums, crystals, and some of my many grimoires, and a bag for clothes and toiletries. the more I packed, the less my room looked like mine. The fact I didn't know when I would be back here again or when I would be home scared me, well, as close to home as this is. See, I've lived here my whole life, but I've always wanted more. The only thing that I have left that I truly love here is that he lived here too.
With me.
He was here.
As I zoned out I realized I was being called into the living room. My mother's shrill voice practically screaming brought me back from reality, and away from him.
"Eris! Get in here NOW" she yelled, indicating that she has been calling me for a while.
I walked into the living room to find my parents, with looks on their faces that less said "you fucked up" and more "I'm so sorry", so I probably didn't do anything wrong.
We sat in silence. Staring at each other, thinking, processing, and just waiting. This gave me a chance to analyze them. Mom was mostly trying to cover up her sadness with professionalism; her oddly straight back, blank, meaningless smile, it was all there. Dad still seemed confused, but he was angry. Like, pissed. Knight #5 looked as if he was severely uncomfortable, like he was terrified of the soldier next to him, and just wanted to leave and never come back. And war girl, well she seemed to be doing the same thing as me; analyzing. We locked eyes for maybe less than 10 seconds, and yet, I couldn't help but notice her steel-grey eyes. Her eyes were like daggers, piercing, just daring me to say something, and all I wanted to do was speak.
"So, um," I start "do I get to know what's happening now?"
"Right. You are being ordered to go to the castle" War eyes said, as if it makes perfect sense.
"But, why. Like I get that part and all. So, why am I going to the castle?"
"Don't be condescending, Eris. You are being ordered by the Emperor himself to teach the princess magic. Any more questions, or can we finally get out of this joke of a village" she says.
I just stare at her. She has no respect for me or my family, but I can't help to agree with everything she says; which is why I did this:
"Fine; let's go"
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Carnations- A Story of Love and Hurt
Фэнтези--original book-- **WIP** 15-year-old Eris Nephele is taken away from the loving life of her family to teach the princess of the Alchimas empire, Kian Alchah, magic. While she is at the castle, she learns horrifying plans, rules, and overall normali...
