I DIDN'T EXPECT THIS FATE.....OR RATHER THE CURSE

Part 13

MAYBE ONE LAST PART BEFORE I DEPART? (to write exams and dw i will be back)

His emerald eyes bore into me with disgust as tears mixed with a pool of blood streamed down my face. He glanced at the scene and swiftly departed, not knowing the location of the flowers despite all that had transpired. His sudden departure wounded me deeply, his perception of me drastically altered. The blood continued to flow down my cheeks, forming a puddle on the floor that persisted for hours.

By the following morning, when people, including Nathaniel, returned, they were alarmed by the pool of blood beneath me. Despite my efforts, the tears and blood continued to flow unabated. Suddenly, Nathaniel collapsed, and others rushed to assist him back upstairs. Later, I learned that his lungs were severely injured. Realizing it was my opportunity to escape, I severed the restraints and shattered the cell door. Dispatching his men one by one, I made my way to the main area, recognizing it as his mansion from somewhere in my past.

I already knew the location of his bedroom, so I approached it cautiously. Peering inside, I witnessed another woman berating Nathaniel before she stormed out in a rage. I quickly concealed myself until she had left. Upon reentering the room, I observed Nathaniel lying down, weeping in solitude. After ensuring he was deeply asleep, I cautiously entered and examined him. It was evident he had been poisoned, his lungs struggling to counteract the potent effects of the toxin. Holding my breath, I placed my hand over his chest, hoping he wouldn't awaken and discover me. The prospect of facing further torment, worse than what I endured at the castle, loomed over me. Despite the risks, I resolved to do everything in my power to help him. After several minutes, I successfully healed him, but blood once again welled up in my eyes, cascading onto his cheek as he stirred awake.

I dashed out of the mansion, my pace fueled by the urgency of the moment, knowing full well that my father—no, the emperor—would likely be at Nathaniel's residence. Hastily, I retrieved the last flower from my mother's bedroom, my heart pounding with each step as I fled like there was no tomorrow. Nathaniel and a horde of castle guards pursued me relentlessly as I plunged into the woods, my feet pounding against the forest floor. Barefoot and breathless, I reached the estuaries where the siren awaited. Upon my arrival, she handed me the hidden flowers, her eyes betraying a sorrowful tear at my disheveled state, though there was no time to explain. I sprinted with every ounce of strength I possessed, but exhaustion soon overtook me, causing me to stumble and fall. The delay in retrieving the flower from the castle had allowed my pursuers to close in on me. Nathaniel brandished a sword (of another person), demanding my return in silence and the surrender of the flowers. With dwindling energy reserves, I shoved aside my assailants and resumed my desperate flight, only for Nathaniel to seize my wrist and drag me towards him. In a desperate bid for freedom, I sank my teeth into him, forcing him to release his grip. I pushed forward once more, my body weakened and bleeding, limping towards the rock giant. Finally reaching my destination, I offered the flowers to the Nine-Tails, only to be struck in the heart by Nathaniel's sword.

570 words and as for the cliffhanger, you're welcome 😅