I will burn

II. It wasn't my fault

I looked at Aldric to see his reaction, the table still in the air.

But I soon realized this was a big mistake.

He looked shocked, but not in a good way.

Not impressed, but frightened. I could tell exactly what he was thinking of. What anyone would be thinking of; I was a monster, a freak, a curse.

I quickly dropped my hand and with that the table, and with that my heart.

Only to make matters worse.

He ran out the door but I wasn't gonna let that slip, just to make matters worse. ,, I can explain, I swear! Just please, please don't leave" But even then he continued running, looking back only to check if I was behind him.

He ran out the door of the castle and into the crowded streets of the Empire. But there was a point in these situations when after happening, you simply couldn't go back.

He suddenly turned around and stood on the spot.

There were people around, too many to call anything he was about to say just a rumor.

,, Get away from me, thou wicked freak!" He began, screaming so loud he caught the final attention of the entire square. I was terrified, only thinking of all the possible things that could happen.

,, Everyone, the prince is evil! He can lift things with his mind, he is a holder of dark magic" People around started gasping and giving me dirty looks, quickly there was not a single person around not looking at me.

My legs felt weak, and I felt sick to my stomach, I felt tense.

And this mixture made a perfect formula to make me wanna puke.

,, We must kill him!" He finally stuttered out, as loudly as possible.

And my heart dropped and shattered into a million pieces.

At least it felt that way to be so betrayed by someone you so deeply love.

Before he said that, there was a chance I could maybe defend myself, but I couldn't even find the tears to cry now.

I woke up and automatically gasped for air.

The worst kinds of nightmares were the flashback ones, I soon realized, when I remembered even more about my past.

I noticed just after that Dorian was standing at the door.

,, Had a nice dream?" He tried teasing me, but it came out rather nervously and concerningly.

I looked at him blankly, but then looked away, scared he could see the truth in my eyes.

,, Well don't leave me hanging." He closed the door and leaned against it.

I wasn't feeling creative, so I just went with the good old,, Just a bad nightmare" I rubbed my eyes and stood up.

,, Right, well I get that" He shrugged and messed with my hair as I headed out of the room, which made me smile a bit.

He was so friendly, why was that so?

The days passed slowly and by the time I was there for only a week, it already felt like a month.

I woke up right after sunrise and went to sleep by nightfall.

I would then work all day while having to tolerate everyone's cheery energy. But suddenly I found myself used to their daily joyful mood.