The Evil Hour

03: The Evil Hour

.:. Katanya’s or Lady Angelica’s POV .:.

As I lay down covering myself with the scratchy blanket I couldn’t help but think of what had happened over the past 24 hours. It seemed like years ago that I was looking after my mother. My mother. The most kind hearted women that I had ever met, was gone. The kingdom will really be a darker place without her.

It is tough to deal with one death in one day. But to deal with two? And have them be both your parents? I was having a hard time controlling the silent sobs that were shaking my body. This man, or well boy, he seemed on edge. It was like he didn’t know what to do with me. Well, I can’t really blame him, I didn’t know what to do with me.

I thought that he was going to kill me for sure. But instead he took me to this small camp. When I told him that I was Lady Angelica he seemed to dislike me instantaneously. Truth be told, I wasn’t all that fond of her myself, so I could understand were he was coming from.

Before I lay down I didn’t miss the look that he had in his eyes when he looked at the small body of a sleeping girl. The look of love in his eyes. It was one of the most beautiful sights I had ever seen. It made me think of how my parents looked at me and each other. My dead parents. I’m back to this again.

With that thought I fell asleep. I dreamt of myself going about my normal ways in my normal clothes. I hadn’t worn them in a while because I knew mother wanted me to wear the big poofy dresses. Personally I didn’t see the point, unless it is a special occasion. My mother was better in this dream, and my father was still alive. It was such a peaceful dream. But all good things come to an end I suppose.

My dream then warped into a nightmare. There was this male face that appeared. I had never seen him before, yet he seemed so familiar. He spoke to me saying. ‘The Evil Hour is dawning upon us. Be ready dear Katanya. You shall be the one to save us, or the one to destroy us once and for all. This was prophesied hundreds of years before your birth.’

I suddenly found my voice. How could I talk it was a dream, but it seemed so real? ‘What do you mean prophesied? Who are you?’

‘Ah Katanya, all will be revealed in time, as for who I am? You already know the answer to that. But, I will tell you one thing. You have a great power within you, I just made you mine.’ And with that he vanished.

I awoke with a start. I was sweating all over. What was that? What did he mean by Evil Hour? What did he mean I had a great power, and how did he make me his? There were so many questions swirling around in my head that I forgot were I was, and who was watching me with calculating and worried eyes.

“Are you all right?” I looked over to him finally remembering what had happened the previous day, and who I had spent the night with. Wait, who had I spent the night with? He never told me his name.

“I’m perfectly fine considering what happened yesterday. How are you? What is your name?” I fired questions at him like there was no tomorrow. Well, there quite possibly could be no tomorrow, all things considered.

“I’m good. Just anxious. My name is Asher. That is my little sister Sophia-Grace. But I’m not sure why you care so much though? After all I am your kidnapper and from the rumors I have heard about you Lady Angelica, you aren’t known for your kind heart or compassion towards others.”

His words hit me like a ton of bricks. Why didn’t I think of a better cover name? Or better yet, tell him my real name? I’m so silly, how couldn’t I have seen that this would backfire on me. I mean, no one likes Lady Angelica. I was thinking for so long that I forgot that he was expecting an answer.