Anya

Chapter Five

Chapter Five

   As soon as Dimitri left Rolchov, he ran straight to his father whose advice he really treasured. Rolchov did not know what he was thinking he thought as he dodged behind all of the huts, trying to avoid any demon. But then in all honesty, unless they had a death wish they would not come near Dimitri who was famous inside Anceps and all the demons knew that he would kill them without blinking.

   Not only was Dimitri frustrated but he was also angry. Rolchov sounded like he was only looking out for him he knew that but his facial features told him something completely different. Just with the way he had been acting recently was enough to make him more than annoyed, why was he being like this? What had he done in all honesty? He was trying to be the best leader he could, the least he could do was try and support him.

   Did Rolchov not understand the importance of this? If he managed to take down the Royal family he could get him and the rest of them out of Anceps for good. There would be no more secret missions and meetings, no more fighting and no more fearing for your life.

   The risk was there, he knew that but why didn’t Rolchov?

      He stepped into his hut, not even an ounce out of breath despite his running and saw his dad sat at the table. His eyes were sullen and he looked deep in thought. He did not even see Dimitri enter the room until he said something to get his attention.

   “Son?” He frowned; Grigoriy’s death was affecting them all. Even his father felt guilty for losing his powers despite the fact that it was against his will and blamed himself for his son’s death. The whole family was letting the guilt weigh them down and it was unhealthy.

   “Father, I have a plan and I need to pass it through you before I even think about executing it.” He spoke in a rush as he sat down beside him. He did not want his mother or siblings hearing anything because just like Rolchov, they will be dead set against the plan.

   His father had always had a level-head in situations as grave as this so he was the one person he knew would give him solid advice that was both truthful and good.

   “What is it Dimitri?”

      He gulped visibly, “I think I have a chance at creating a portal that may help me escape Anceps and get though to Daighte.”

   His father did not look convinced at all. “And how do you suppose you go about doing that?” He was humouring him more than actually believing him and Dimitri let out an almost animalistic growl. His answer was worse than Rolchov’s!

   “I am being completely serious here.” Dimitri told him. “The fairies are too busy dealing with the storm than they are about protecting the wall, if I can create a portal, I may be able to pass through.” He explained in a calm voice, trying to keep the irritation out.

   His father nodded his head whilst Dimitri spoke and genuinely appeared to be considering his plan. “How do you know this about the fairies?”

   “Rolchov told me.”

      “Rolchov? How would he know?”

      “I do not know but I trust him. I say we give it a go, if I could pass through the wall I will be able to kill the King and help you all escape.” Dimitri felt better in himself now that somebody was considering his idea and not just tossing it aside like it was ridiculous.

   “You could die.” Nikolai observed as he stared at his youngest child, his warm, brown eyes wrought with worry.

   Keeping his face neutral, Dimitri nodded his head. “I could, but I am more than willing to take the risk.”