.⋆჻⋆☆ ↳ 𝖊𝖝𝖎𝖑𝖊!
❛The sea wouldn't be anything
without the moon, as the moon made the waves.❜
❛Maybe the moon and the sea were secret lovers.❜
❝ Everyone has a choice in their life.
▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ liar.❞.⋆჻⋆☆
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CHAPTER πέντε
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Everything had come rushing back through Rhaenyra's head like never before. And when she woke up, she couldn't help but feel angry. Not just at anyone in particular, but everyone.
This entire time she had been cast down for something she couldn't control. She was boiling from the inside out at the fact she had been mistrusted before birth because of some conspiracy. It was maddening. It could've been avoided. But then again, it was either to cast her down or to kill her so she was glad that the Gods voted to keep her alive. As if she needed to have anything happen to her at all.
Everything that Rhaenyra had been subconsciously running from... the entire time it had been the monsters that chased her down. It had been the demigods who dared to search for her. It had been the bad guys that wanted nothing more than to take her down or to use her for her power. Knowing that she could easily have been tricked into something as she knew nothing. And it made her sick to her stomach.
Rhaenyra ran her fingers over the laurel on the top of her head. Now she finally understood what her subconscious had been arguing against. Now she finally understood the weight of everything that had been hidden from her - and she understood the weight of what she could do to this damned world. And it scared her.
Then, the door to the tomb cracked open as a man walked in. Rhaenyra's eyes widened in alarm as she noticed the two faces that stuck out of where one should be. His head was wide... and shark like? But the two heads jutted out from either side, one stared over his shoulder. Taking the term watch your back way too literally for Rhaenyra's liking. He looked like something out of a horror movie.
"Ah! There you are," Even his voice... It made Rhaenyra want to hurl all in his face, but she refrained from doing just that since she wasn't sure of where she was.
His face nearly looked as if it had a beard. Though, it was just a bad case of overlapping side burns since his two heads were mashed into one. Looking like one of those musty guys she remembered seeing in one of those gas stations off the highways back in Oregon. He was dressed oddly, almost like the doorman off of the show The Suite Life of Zack and Cody: a long black overcoat, shiny shoes, and a black top-hat that somehow managed to stay on his double-wide head. Well, I bet Lincoln's assassin would be worried where to shoot.
