A Raven's Darkness (Book 1)

Chapter 38: The Darnarg's Curse

Raven's Point Of View:

The triplet sisters told me something that changed the fate of the world. This was yet another thing that my father kept from me. That makes two. One for Carter, my brother he never told me about, and now one for the clans I didn't know about. He may have thought this would help me by hiding the facts from me, but he is wrong. I found out there weren't just four clans. Oh, no. There were eight more! These clans were called hidden clans because mountains, water, fire, and other elements, would hide them from our sight. Willow, the tiger woman, did not mention her clan. She starred off in thought after the middle sister confronted me. I thought back to my reaction. After Rater left, I looked at the triplet sisters (who all had short baby blue hair, lime green eyes, and dragon tattoos) with curiosity. A dragon was not part of any clan I knew of. The middle triplet wore a small tan dress with sparkles on it, the same dragon bangles as her other two sisters (but on her left wrist), tan heels, and a red tattoo of a dragon above her left eyebrow. She was the one who confronted me. "Madam, do you not know what we can do?" She said randomly right after Rater left. "Dragons are not common around these parts. To what clan do you belong?" She winked. "Darnargs is the name of our clan ma'am. Our clan is full of black skeletons...and we are very fortunate as to be triplets." She nudged the younger twin on the right. "People with one twin or more have the power to resist the spell our King has placed on our people." My eyes locked onto her lime green eyes. "Darnargs is your clan? Are you trying to joke around with me?" I was losing my cool. Racon, out of nowhere, placed his hand on my shoulder. I looked up at him in confusion. He was quiet since we freed them. He stared straight forward, ignoring my gaze. "It is true." My anger soared. I looked back to the middle triplet, whom I was talking to. "Please, tell me more." I insisted. I wish I hadn't though. Now I knew that the triplets belonged to the most terrible and evil clan that there is. I wish I never asked them.

My eyes focused on the present. Racon was standing beside me, his mind elsewhere. It had been a good thirty minutes since Rater left with Victor to free Unar and Orion. It was getting infuriating. I was already mad at my father, Robin, for two things now. He just added a third. How dare he send commander Orion and this Unar guy after me! Does he seriously not trust me? I did sneak out but still! I crossed my arms and looked at Willow, whom was talking to the triplets a good mile away from Racon and I. I sighed and headed over to Willow. Her yellow tiger like eyes locked onto my purple ones. "Yes, Princess?" The triplets stopped talking and looked up at me as well. "It has been too long since Rater left. We need to go get him." I demanded. Willow nodded. "I agree. I doubt even hot stuff can face the evils in those cells." I glared at her. "Don't ever call Rater that again." I stormed off toward Racon and happened to hear what they whispered as well. Willow whispered to the triplets, "Geez. What is her deal?" The triplets replied in unison, "Don't mess with her protectors." Willow then whispered something that I didn't like. I barley caught it too. "I don't think that is what it is."

Lusendo's Point Of View:

I didn't know how long I stood by the Darnarg, possibly hours or mere minutes. He only talked once, saying, "This me." When he showed me his black flaming skull. I found out that the Darnarg clan had a curse placed on them. If you were not royalty or a twin of some sort, you had to have a black flaming skull. Also, they might have speech troubles because he didn't talk much (possibly painful). What was more depressing than this was that this Darnarg just told me that his wife and children died? Well, not vocally, but I asked and he gave the so-so sign and then the cutting neck sign. So, yea, most likely murdered. My ears perked up as I heard walking coming toward us. It was Shiron. His long legs gracefully made it to my side. He held his right arm on his hip. "Hey, aren't you going to join us?" He pointed to the campfire, where everyone was but this loner Darnarg and I, with his left thumb. My eyes unconsciously glanced to the Darnarg. I couldn't find the words, which surprised me. Shiron chuckled and addressed the Darnarg. "You can come too. Trust me, we don't bite." The Darnarg's hood glanced at Shiron. Shiron was the only one who talked to this Darnarg out of all of us (besides me). Everyone else ignored him. I heard a slight annoying sigh escape from the Darnarg. Man, I wish I knew his name. The Darnarg unraveled his crossed arms and moved away from the tree that he was leaning on and simply nodded. I was shocked but happy at the same time. Shiron smiled. "Alright! Party time!" He started to walk back to the campfire, with the Darnarg and I behind him. As soon as Shiron walked up to the campfire, Miya sprung up in combat mode. Her mask radiated her face, looking almost real. It had yellow eyes and a small gas mask on her nose and mouth. Why did she hide her face? No one has ever seen it. I wonder if Shiron may have? I felt that Miya might have a crush on him and I smiled big time.