veiled hearts

five

"The cursed,"

My eyes shifted to look at Eiran again, scared for my life. The heat of my face remained and strengthened the second I walked towards Eiran.

"Lyra,"

My eyes suddenly burned, and my heart ached as I stared at the grand salon. From where I stood I could see everything going wrong, what I had missed and felt like was my fault. "No..."

"Lyra I have to get you out of here," The grand salon was almost on fire. Many people I saw laying on the ground. Servants I knew, people I had talked with that night, and multiple Divinaries and Adepti laying on the ground, injured, some possibly dead. The time I had gone to the garden, I missed all of this. I let all of them die.

This was my fault.

Multiple guards served The Lord and The Duchess protection while the guests stood with no defence at all, many left to die. "This is not fair," I mumbled. Eiran ran towards me, grabbing and dragging me from wherever he could, so he got me away from the massacre, the attack done by the cursed creatures of this land.

Many years ago, during the war of the sacred thrones, the dark kingdom of Cimmeria found a brief and uncomplicated way of getting to us. They began to curse the creatures of our kingdom, using the blood of faithless divinaries that joined their beliefs, as a punishment for daring to step into their so-called sacred land. After such divinaries were bled dry to death, the cursed creatures became a plague and began to worship Cimmeria, most of them started to work for the dark prince, and others roamed the forests finding any opportunity to attack whatever comes before them. My parents' lives were taken by the cursed beings, my life was put in danger due to them. Cimmerians think they succeeded to get me killed. That's the main reason why I had to wear the veil, to keep them from recognizing my face, a face that was supposed to cease existence in their world.

Why?

Because they were afraid of change. And I was chosen to change our land and strengthen all beliefs.
So I became a danger to their beliefs.

Not many minutes after I found Eiran, I was already in my room, my heart ached from what I had seen, having to keep up with the fact that this was all my fault, the attacks of the cursed started to ascend after I turned sixteen, my simple existence shook both worlds' peace. If I never existed, many lives that had been taken due to my being would still be with us.

The more I thought about this the more it hurt, the attack hadn't been too bad from what I was able to see, it wasn't the worst one that's happened, and it will always be far from that.

"They won't get to you up here, they won't..." he panted, his eyes watered, and I could see it from afar. "I won't allow them to take you too," my eyes widened after I heard him speak. Take me too? As in, they took someone Eiran cared for.

My heart stopped the second I settled and thought further about the attack.

"It must've ended already-."

"Sadira." I struggled to get that out. My eyes shifted to Eiran once again, waiting for a settling response. Yet he didn't react, plus he ignored my words, causing me to wait some seconds to repeat myself.

"Sadira was in there, where is she?"

"I am not the one to protect her,"

"Eiran, please listen to me, I-." I cut him off, "My maiden. Where is she? I'm in need of her presence right now," the more I spoke, the more his body signed me about his lack of interest in answering my questions.

"I'm afraid your wishes cannot be fulfilled at the moment, princess." No. No, I required her. "She won't be available until her position is replaced."

Replaced.