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Ivy looked down at her arms and frowned.
They had ran through the thorns for hours and hours. She had seen the scratches and bruises on Alex's arms so why were her arms spotless, not a cut in sight. She shrugged it off and let Voyheii drag her out of the cave.
"Why did you run?" Ivy looked up at Voyheii, curious that he had asked that question out of all of them.
"Because I didn't want my fate decided by strangers." She remarked simply and honestly. He nodded to himself and turned around to face the Trees.
"You haven't made a good name for yourself, half of us want you dead." She shrugged.
"I seem to get that a lot." Voyheii sighed and shook his head. He had this look of disappointment, it made her insides shudder.
"C'mon. Don't want to keep Irian waiting any longer."
She refrained from a comeback and went along with his plan. They retraced their steps back at an agonisingly slow place. It would take them more than a day to get back to the house and Voyheii knew it.
When dusk started to fall, Voyheii stopped and turned to look at her. "We'll meet the others at camp."
She followed him down an overgrown path until they came out into a large energetic camp. People were running and laughing, some even dancing.
Voyheii must have seen her troubled expression and let out a breathy laugh.
"My family is large and we seize any opportunity to have fun."
"Even when you could be working?" She asked with a quirk of her brow.
"Especially when we could be working." Voyheii smirked at that and turned on his heel and marched over to a group of people. Ivy stood off to the side, feeling uncomfortable all of a sudden. She didn't realise that she had been tapping her foot until an amused voice shook her from her daze.
"It's hard isn't it." She glanced over to Daniel curiously, her heart doing a little flutter as she drank in his appearance, though she pretended that she hadn't felt a thing.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"Being an outsider." She nodded and looked at the flames that lit up the camp.
She had been an outsider at the Sanctuary for a good year until Alex had been brought in. He was an orphan and a brave one at that, he'd helped her get through her training and became her closest friend.
Straightening, she turned to face Daniel, or Iel; whatever he was called. Malice filled her veins and suppressed anger kept her hands fisted.
"Where is Alex?" She demanded, her change in attitude surprising the boy in front of her.
"Long gone by now." He shrugged.
"What?" She blinked
"We gave him a choice: come with us and most likely die, or run. He chose the latter."
Ivy frowned. That didn't sound like something Alex would do. He was brave and strong, not cowardly and weak. And what did he mean by 'most likely die'? She voiced her opinions and watched his face as his mind whirled.
"Maybe he wants to protect himself, isn't that what assassins have drilled into their minds?" She nodded at his question. Even with her doubts, she knew Alex and his ways and she was almost certain that he wasn't gone, he couldn't be!
Wrestling with her thoughts, she let Daniel guide her to a tent and when he turned to leave she spoke in a small voice.
"Thank you, Daniel." She tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear with a rueful smile.
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When Embers Grow
Fantasy***READ THE FLOOD INSTEAD*** Ivy's never been normal. She always had something different about her, that's why she was hidden. Though she didn't know, there was a reason why her family was taken from her. It wasn't just assassin's working for the mo...
