Mystical Saga - The beginning

43. Threads of Destiny (Z)

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This story is unedited so apologies for grammatical and spelling errors if any.

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Zackary (POV)

Ziwa's eyes fluttered open, and she slowly sat up, her voice heavy with sleep. "Zack," she murmured, disoriented.

"Yes, I'm here." My voice was low as I took her hands in mine, trying to convey reassurance through my touch.

"Where am I?" she asked, her forehead creased in confusion.

"You're in your room, Ziwa," I said, my brows furrowing. "Don't you recognize it?"

She looked around, her eyes scanning the familiar surroundings. "Oh, Zack," she sighed, pressing her palms against her face. "It feels like I've woken up from a very long nightmare."

"It's okay, you're safe now," I said, though my voice still carried the weight of my concern.

She hummed in acknowledgement, but her brow furrowed. "But how did you find me?"

My confusion deepened. "Found you?"

She nodded, her expression resolute. "I was captured by a man with dark curly hair."

My frown deepened. "The magic holder... black and blue... it glowed," she squinted as if trying to remember more clearly.

"What are you talking about?" I asked, utterly bewildered.

"Zack, you saved me from somewhere, right?" she said more calmly, trying to piece together her fragmented memories.

"No, we were at Amba's palace," I answered, my forehead still creased with confusion.

"Zack, how could I have been at the Queen's palace? I went for an inspection at the border, and then this man captured me and transferred a small ball of black-blue energy into me." She started trembling visibly, her eyes darting around the room in fear.

"Ziwa! Calm down," I said, squeezing her hands reassuringly. "I trust you. We'll figure out what's going on... but you need to rest for now." I gave her some water and gently laid her back on the bed. Then, I called the pack doctors. They examined her and said it was due to exhaustion, prescribing some mild sedatives before leaving.

"Fiora... Fiora..." I mind-linked her, my thoughts frantic.

"Yes, Zack?" she responded immediately.

"Contact Amba and ask her to come to the mansion as soon as possible," I said, my voice devoid of emotion.

"What happened?" she asked, worry clear in her tone. But my frustration boiled over, and I raised my voice. "Just do it, Fiora!"

Fiora complied immediately, and the Queen arrived within two minutes. I quickly briefed her on what had happened, and she wasted no time in examining Ziwa. Fiora entered shortly after, but I was too focused on the situation to acknowledge her. There was so much I needed to discuss with her, but the urgency of the moment left no room for personal conversations.

I felt the weight of the world on my shoulders as Amba finally spoke after what seemed like an eternity. "She's a direct descendant of Samrath Viraj's family, also known as Samragyi Ina's husband... This explains her compatibility with the male part of Ebon." Amba continued to hold Ziwa's hand, her expression focused and serious.