Bittersweet

Chapter 11: Battle Plan

Chapter 11: Battle Plan

After my little talk with Aria I feel asleep for the night. Once I woke up mind-linked Zavier to come see me, but right after another person came to have a chat with me.

"Come in," I said hearing a knock at my door. I could tell it was Connor most likely wanting to talk to me about what happened the night before.

He opened the door and I saw a look of worry cloud his facial features. I just hope that I'm going to like what he has to say.

"That arrow," he said voice trailing off trying to think of what to say next.

"Yes?" I replied taking him out of his haze.

"I am absolutely sure it's source is that council. Although it was most likely not directly fired from one of the council members. Like hell they would get their hands dirty, even if it was meant only as a warning and to actually hurt you. They would most likely hire rouges as that's the way the dealt with-" he cut off his words not wanting to upset me with the rest of what he had to say.

"The rest of the royals," I finished his sentence, no longer wanting to run from the past. Conner looked at me with sympathy.

Although I might have not spent a lot of time with my parents I did experience the entirety of loss that everyone else feels when they lose a loved one. But unlike others I experienced it on a larger scale. Mainly because I lost two loved ones at once and not just one, secondly because they were my parents, and thirdly because I felt guilty. Guilty that I couldn't do anything to save them at the time. Guilty that I hid I those bushes in shock for days, I didn't pick myself and find someone right away. And also guilty that didn't remember them at first. The former is currently causing me the most grief, although Roland says the only reason I couldn't remeber them was because I was in sucha great state of shock. The only way my child mind could deal with the loss was to push away the sorrow and anger and return to it's previous state which only thought in the form of fanciful pictures. After all this I can still say I do not want the sympathy of others, I won't break down and cry over my previous mistakes because that's just as good as doing nothing. I will become a strong person and take back what's mine even if I must use all the determination and skills.

I got so wrapped up in my thoughts I forgot that Connor was in my room luckily he took the liberty to sit down next me on the edge of my bed, making me feel less bad about forgetting he was here.

"Violet how do you want to proceed?" he asked.

"I will proceed with the much needed patience, gracefulness, and skill that one needs in times like this."

"And how will you hone you fighting skills?" Zavier asked from the doorway.

"Hello teacher," I smirked happy he showed up at the right time.

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A/N

 Hey guys, I'm back! I'm pretty sure my teachers plan to give projects all at the same time. After getting my grades all back up and turning in my English paper I'm ready to resume Wattpad! Also I noticed I have quite a few errors in my writing, eveytime I get on Wattpad I try to focus on writing a new chapter and not fixing the previous ones. If I didn't have to fix these by myself I would probably update a lot more often, so I'll try to find someone to edit! If you're interested please inbox me!

P.S. If you're wondering why Violet seems to think differently than in the beginning of the book (she's more mature now), it's because that's my way of showing that she's forcing herself to mature everytime more things are added to her plate.

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