Augustine was the royal priestess, my father's faithful shield and advisor, tall, white, and dark red hair, she always wore dark dresses, no matter what the occasion, she wore glasses and round earrings, and necklaces with large colored stones, she appeared as soon as my mother had passed away, the king was so lost, that the advisors appointed a priestess, and I remember to this day when Augustine appeared through my bedroom door, and I remember hating her every second, today, I have learned to hold back my hatred, but, you know, nobody is 100% controlled. We went down the central stairs of the castle, they were big, ornamented with red paint, and the curtains were red too, which made the castle dark and haunted, on the floor, there was a black carpet, and on the stairs too, the wood was light, and the chandelier was pure gold, with candles around it. We went down all the floors, until we reached the last floor, there was only one door there, and it seemed to be old and rusty, Augustine stopped in front of that door, in the pocket of her dress, took out an old and rusty key, and opened the door, the room had been closed for a long time, the smell of mold and closed things was strong, Augustine stopped at the door and looked at me and said:
-Enter -she spoke looking at me seriously and turned on the light.
As soon as the light was on, I could see the room as it was. There was a huge table in the center of the room, some pictures covered with a white sheet, and on top of the table there was a bowl and a closed suitcase. And when I saw those things, I had the impulse to run, and I leaned over the table, and Augustine looked at me and said:
- Sit down Princess. - she said, looking at me and giving me a broad smile.
-You know what? -.... no, it's not going to happen... I appreciate the invitation, but... I need to leave... I have real errands to run and..... - I said holding the doorknob.
-The lady is not going anywhere, Ariela. Now, sit down. - And she crossed her fingers, and I no longer had control over my body, and I went to the edge of the chair and sat down abruptly, and felt that my hands were tied.
Oh no!
-Augustine, I don't understand, what am I doing here? What do you want? - I asked, sitting up in my chair.
-I will tell you a story: Some time ago, a desperate grandmother came to us, asking that her poor grandchild be freed from a protection spell that a desperate mother had made, this grandmother wanted the child to be taken to her, so that the grandmother's vitality and wealth could be used through the vitality of that child, the elderly priestess told the grandmother that it could not be possible to do what was being asked, because the child's mother had run to a priestess and made a protection spell before her. This old priestess could not break this curse, unless she had the blood of this child. - She looked down, and took a flap and put it under my arm -I failed.... that's right.... I failed completely.... I was rejected by the Priestess clan, put in the worst place there could be, faithful advisor of this disgusting that is your father, and not only that, be his servant and all his people. - she said, taking a blade and smiling at me.
-Wait! .... Wait! .... Is this story about.... me? - I said with my mouth open.
-Exactly, stupid, it's exactly about you. Your mother, Queen Vanessa, ran into the arms of a priestess to perform this protection spell, and your grandmother, Queen Margaret, better known as ...... - I interrupted her.
-Margot...Queen Margot.... - I spoke softly.
-Oh, so you've heard about your grandmother, have you? - she asked with a low laugh.
- They say she was quite a strong queen. - I said softly.
-Not only strong, she was the worst queen of all, she would do anything to keep her power and beauty, no matter if she killed, or got involved with the witches. - She said, and slit my wrists, and the blood spilled into the basin.
Scared by it all, I felt disgusted, disgusted with my family, disgusted with my lineage, disgusted that I had even been born, so, desperate, seeing my blood falling into that basin, I begged:
-Please.... please... don't do this... don't do it.... listen... I don't understand one thing, what do you need to do all this for? - I asked in desperation.
-Well, simple. I need your blood, so that the protection spell is undone, so that everything is back in place, and you are given to your grandmother.And me, I'm recognized again as an old priestess, and I have all the proper powers. - she said, looking really simple.
-But... that's not fair! - I exclaimed nervously, "And what about me? Am I stuck with a disgusting, petty sheath? - I asked, and my head started spinning.
-Your presence will bring your grandmother back to life. Isn't it obvious! - she laughed at me - and honestly, Ariela, your presence is totally dispensable here. - she said, laughing again.
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The Red Sword - Vol 1
RomanceIn a reality not far from ours, a different world exists. Where people and leaders have their own culture and land, but with a single objective: To fight for Justice. Two young people, different with the objective of saving their people meet... Is i...