Kiara is an arrogant and egoistical princess who's had everything served to her on a silver plate.
But her fate changes when she is suddenly cursed by a witch forcing her to exile into the thick forbidden forests by the fear of the hurt she could ca...
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Chapter 4
The terrified man run as fast as his human legs would carry him; his arm clutched against his belly Kiara noticed that it was bleeding; too much blood going to a waste she thought or the thing thought.
"Do you think you can escape from me?" she heard the thing ask in a low growl but Kiara thought she heard her own voice behind the growl, "if you stop now; I will make it quick and you won't feel anything." Again the voice, how she loved playing with her victim! She wasn't sure if she was in the thing's head or if she read its thoughts.
"Please let me go; I have a wife and two children, help!"
With one swift move, the creature having her voice dived for the man's throat and ripped it off.
"Ahhhhhh" Kiara screamed and sat upright in her bed "it was only a nightmare" she told herself over and over again panting when she looked up, she saw the king whom she hadn't heard entering the room. He approached slowly and took her in his arms.
"Shush I am here it's was just a bad dream." Her dad said stroking her hair. He knew that she was having problems and somehow suspected that it was not related to Elisabeth's death but he couldn't think of anything else that could be the matter.
"I am just so scared father.... so scared...." She said in bits crying; all the frustration and stress she had been undergoing lately washed down on her and she cried drenching her father's coat.
"Now, I want to know what happening, you have been acting strange lately and I know it got nothing to do with Elisabeth." He said with a tone of authority still stroking her hair, he knew that with gentle coaxing he wouldn't be able to get answers so he used the hard way!
She raised her head and couldn't dare to look at him in the eyes, she knew that with that tone she couldn't lie to him but how would she bring up the subject? Seeing the hesitation in her eyes, the king went on "Darling you know you can trust me right? It must be something really big for you not to want to tell me but I promise to try all my best to understand you."
"Father... I am so scared...." she said "Those objects from the dead people I have them all, I've been waking up with them sometimes with blood." Her voice now came in whisper and the tremor could be heard in it, she looked at him he looked bewildered.
"I did not do it father; I swear I didn't." she started voice shaking now but her father just hugged her shushing her, and to say he was shocked was understatement. How would he handle this? A creature roaming around the kingdom and his daughter waking up with it victim's precious belongings, what was the meaning of this?
"Look at me darling and tell me if you have met anyone strange or if you have touched something you weren't supposed to!"
"No, not that I can remember" she replied startled by his question but thankful he wasn't blaming her "Did you meet someone that seemed out of ordinary?" he continued with an urgent voice with a hint of fright.
