Pain in my chest. It feels like someone is trying to rip out my heart by first separating my ribs. But slowly in a blur, I start seeing a figure. It's a girl's figure. Blonde hair? Green eyes. The pain gets more bearable the clearer the figure. It starts to look like...
"Kat, "The figure says so softly like a whisper but I'm able to hear it.
"Larna! "I try to cry out, but nothing comes out, as if I became mute. Then I wake up with the green beady eyes of the rubbery creature staring right into mine. The creature dares to sit on my chest. I push it gently off. Was it a dream or a nightmare? Or something more...I look at the creature curiously.
I started to hear my father scold and threaten the maids on their 'fear' of me. They started to act normal around me, but they were still cautious as if I would break any minute or lose it. I still hear them talking about me behind everyone's backs. Saying I'm in league with the devil and other nonsense. The real thing I need to worry about is how I'm going to introduce this creature to my father. After a few days, realised this creature was not a hallucination after it bit my finger and brought me back to reality. Mother is not in a good state of mind. I do not want this creature to be harmed.
No one has entered my room since the accident; therefore, the creature was never spotted. But I won't be able to hide any longer if it continues to grow. It's the size of an adult fox and it only grows bigger. It may be time to face the music. I dress myself up in a black dress. I look in the mirror and see my face. I'm paler than usual and my usual natural red blush is gone. It's as if all the colour in my face is fading.
I leave after hearing the maids leave the outside of my room. I lock my door and start walking to the throne room, whenever I hear anyone approaching, I hide in the shadows. I do not wish to be seen by anyone. I become one with the shadows and without realizing it a tint of red flashes my eyes.
I successfully enter the throne room without being spotted and luckily my father is alone. I enter the light and become visible. Father is sitting on his throne rubbing his eyes, his hair and beard are dishevelled and his eyes have dark circles around them.
"Father, "I say softly emerging from the shadows.
"Katherine, hello darling how are you?"He says in surprise standing up and walking towards me about to hug me.
I accept it and whisper in his ear."I'm doing good but I have to show you something promise me father you will not harm it."
Father turns to look at him curious but in his eyes I see fear. Why would he feel fear?
He tries to gulp without me looking and says, "I promise."
But I see everything these days. Even with the small tint of fear I also see love as if he is scared but will do anything for me, his daughter, even how horrible it may be.
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Fire and blood: Daenerys Targaryen
FanficA story of fire and blood. Fire representing Daenarys Targaryen and blood representing Katherine De Rain. Watch as these two powerful women fall in love and slowly destroy the world. gxg