midnight star ✨

Adelina Amouteru

I have the same nightmare for the past month. Every night, without fail.
I am asleep in my royal chamber's at the Estenzian palace when a creaking sound wakes me. I sit up in bed and look around. Rain lashes the Windowpanes. Violetta sleeps next to me, having crept into my chamber's at the sound of the Thunder, and under the blankets, her body is curled close to my side. I hear the creaking again. The door of my own room is slightly ajar and slowly opening. Beyond it is something Horrifying, a darkness full of CLAWS and FANGS, something I never see but always know it's THERE. The silks I'm wearing turn unbearably cold, as if i am neck deep in the winter sea, and I cannot stop myself from trembling. I shake Violetta, but she does not stir. NEXT MORNING!!!

"You are all looking Magnificent this. Morning!". He calls out cheerfully to my Inquisitors. They just bow their heads at his arrival. Everyone knows that openly showing any disrespect for...Magiano...which means instant DEATH at my hands.
I raise an eyebrow. "Treasure hunting?" i say.
He gives me a teasing nod. "It took me all morning to cover one district of this city," he replies, his voice nonchalant, his fingers floating absently across the strings of a lute strapped in front of him. Even this small gesture sounds like a perfect chord.
We'd have to stay here for week's for me to collect all of the variables left behind. just look at this. Never saw anything this finely crafted in Merroutes, have you?"
He edges his horse closer. Now i see, wrapped in cloth in the front of his saddle, bunches of plant's immediately, and suppress a small smile. Without saying a word, i untie my canteen from the side of my saddle and hand it to magiano so that the other's don't see. Only Sergio notices, but he just looks away and guzzles water from his own bottle. Sergio has been complaining of thirst for week's now.

"You slept poorly last night", Magiano murmurs as he gets to work, crushing the plants and mixing them into my water.
I had been careful this morning to weave an illusion over the dark circles under my eye's. But magiano can always tell when I've had my nightmares. "I'll sleep better tonight , after this." I motion at the drink he's preparing for me.
"I found some blackroot," he says, handing my canteen back to me. "It grows like a weed here in Dumor. You should take another tonight, if you want to keep the. . . well, them at bay."
The voices. I hear them constantly NOW. Their chittering sounds like a cloud of noise right behind my ears, always present, never silent. They Whisper at me when I awake in the morning and when i go to bed. Sometimes they speak nonsense. Other times, they tell me violent stories. Right now, they're mocking me.
How sweet, they sneer as magiano pulls his horse slightly away and goes back to plucking at his lute.

He doesn't like us very much, does he? Always trying to keep us away from you. But you don't want us to leave, do you Adelina? We are a part of you, birthed in your mind. And why would such a sweet boy love you anyway? Don't you see? He's trying to change who you are.

Just like YOUR sister. . .

I well continue the story when i have time and hope you enjoy my first part of my story 😁😆😁