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Reyna

I wake up to my body feeling sore, confusion clouds my head as I I open my eyes taking in my surroundings, the surface I was on felt rough and cold, my knees were digging into it as I was kneeling.

My hands were chained separately above my head with the chains secured at the wall.My shoulders were beginning to hurt from being overstretched, I look around the place I was, seeing objects I couldn't recognise. I tried to recall how I got here when the door clicked.


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I wake up to a sharp pain up my arm, I sit up to see what I was dealing with, the scar that just appeared on my arm wasn't that serious, sighing, I began to trace it making me wonder what is it this time, it makes me wonder what kind of shit my supposed soulmate goes through.

My name is Reyna, heir to the throne of Azarthis, yet, here I am, captive in my own room.

It's been a long time since the day of the attack, when my parents were dethroned and taken away from me.

My mother always told me I had my father's eyes, but that's not true, my father's eyes were vibrant and filled with life. I still remember her captivating smile, enough to make your heart warm up.

As I was thinking, I sensed Kara's presence, the door opened and he came in with a wicked smile on his face, he opened the book in his arms and started reading the spell, this won't be good, I thought to myself, soon enough, I felt it, my body felt really hot like I was being burnt, I saw his eyes glimmer as he spoke up, 'it works, this is perfect, my formula works, at this rate everything will work out.'

It spread throughout my body pretty fast, my breathing got caught in my throat and I found myself gasping, I felt myself struggling to stay conscious before giving in.


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I woke up with a dull pain in my chest, memories flooding back. It's really annoying falling unconscious all the time. Hastily, I raised my fray to see if my mark was still there, it was, I don't even know if I should celebrate or not. You see, I am a fishfolk, a very supreme race. Unlike all other creatures, we don't get to choose our life partners. They are chosen for us through a process, we call it 'siyara'.

When we are born, a mark is engraved into our skin, no two marks are the same except for those destined to be "SOULMATES".Through the mark, the destined feel each other's presence, emotions and pain. Remember that scar on my arm? every cut, bruise, scar, anything that appears on one, will appear on the other, though it fades after a while. Which is how I got that scar on my arm,

my "SOULMATE" got himself in a rough situation again. That word being distateful on my tongue, he is the reason I'm in this situation after all. When I find him, I'm going to kill him, I smile a little as the thought hits me.

I'll never get used to that numb feeling that envelopes me whenever I feel something from "HIM". I don't know much about him except he gets hurt a lot and angry too.

How I got in this situation is still a mystery to me, all I know is that my parents betrayed an agreement with the Chayons.

The Chayons are the royal family of the mermaids, they rule over Riza under my parents authority before they and everything connected to them was forsaken.

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