The darkness transcended into a bluish light, revealing a shadowed figure. The figure was heading towards me slowly. It was obviously a man by how tall he was, and how broad his shoulders were. As he kept getting closer the more I wanted to leave, but my body was paralyzed. Rooted to my spot, as the mysterious man walked over. The bluish light started to clear up his hidden features. Two bright, blue eyes glowed as the light hit them. My gaze captured the inky lashes around the eyes, the ebony colored fringe partially covering his eyes, the long regal nose, and the strong, stubbled jawline. His full pink lips thinned as he grew closer, and his eyebrows pulled together, confusion as to why I was stuck here evident.
" Who are ye?" His voice was as smooth as molasses with a hint of a Scottish accent.
"Bitch, I can't move. Who are you?" I inquired.
He looked confused.
"YOU HERE TO KILL ME OR NAH?" I insisted. " Because I can't die a virgin! You feel me?"
"Urm, I'm not touchling ye," he raised a dark brow, confusion written all over his handsome face.
Letting out a frustrated sigh I bounce in my frozen spot. I fix my steel colored gaze on the man in front of me," Okay, hotshot, I guess you want to make this hard on you?"
I scream like a banshee before a death, the sound reverberates around us. The young man's face scrunches up, and his hands fly up to his ears. His mouth moves, but I can't hear him. Damn, the acoustics in this place are great.
"Okay, I'm only going to ask once who are you?" I say my voice raspy, like a phone sex operator that doubled as a chain smoker.
"Who I am is none of your conc-" He stops short as I take a huge breath in. " Och alright, my name is Cailean, ye won't believe the rest of the story seeing as you're from this non-magical age."
I raise my eyebrows in question, and strike a Wonder Woman pose, " Sorry to break it to you, hon, but as far as I know I'm stuck in here, so I've got loads of time. If you know why I'm in here, wherever here is I want an explanation."
" Well, keep your mind open, um, what's your name?"
" Oh yeah, my name's Riley."
His face lightens and a smirk appears,"Aye, little valiant one, just listen closely. Around four to seven hundred years ago, I was a prince in a land dubbed Skye-"
That's all I heard as I was plunged back in to blackness. When my eyes opened, I was looking in to Blue's eyes, the human in them shone bright and before fainting I whisper, " Cailean."
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