The first thing I felt when I finally came to was the softness of the bed I was in. This definately was not the ground that I passed out on or Xaden's arms. I opened my eyes and the room was pitch black, when my eyes adjusted I could see it was a nicely furnished room with a fireplace across from the bed.
I sat up and ran my fingers through my hair trying to get a grip on what had just happened. Brennan. Brennan knocked my unconscious with his lesser magic, I stood unsteadily and grabbed the post of the bed for stability and someone came inside the room. My immediate instinct was to reach for my daggers but they weren't there.
I reached for the poker near the fireplace and held it in a non-aggressive way. The door opened and the light momentarily blinded me. A voice spoke out and I relaxed slightly as Xaden walked in with a tray
"You hoping to eat your bread with a fire poker?" He placed the tray on the nightstand "although I would have used a fork but I suppose that-" he points to the poker in my hand "is just a very large one"
"What?" I asked. My head still felt a bit spacey and that is when the headache hit again, my hand went to rub my temple "Can you stop that?"
"It's not me," I put the poker down "it's half the wards and half your brother I believe"
"Yeah..." I spun to face him. You idiot that was not good for your head I scolded myself. I covered the ground as quickly as my legs would allow and got into his face, I only just realised how much shorter than him actually am and seethed "you knew my brother was alive and you didn't think to warn me?"
"Didn't think it was relevant" and that was the straw that broke the dragons sanity
"RELEVANT!? RELEVANT!? YOU DIDN'T THINK THAT TELLING ME MY BROTHER - who has inntinnsic powers apparently - WAS FUCKING ALIVE!!??" I shouted in his face and he crossed his arms
I walked away and ran my fingers through my hair laughing, I can officially say that my brain is broken. "I mean I thought it was odd that Imogen had his sketchbook but..."
"vēredos," Xaden came around the front of me "you have questions-" while he was talking I said 'No shit sherlock' "and they will be answered... in time"
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Painted Reality | Xaden Riorson x FEM!OC
FanfictionBrush strokes dance, colors ignite, Canvas whispers, silent night. In realms of hues, my soul takes flight, Escaping constraints, in dreams alight. With each stroke, a world unveiled, Reality fades, imagination hailed. In painted scenes, I find my r...
