Unforgettable // draco + astoria

21 | risk anything

MYRA COULDN'T BREATHE properly.

She ran so explicitly fast to Astoria's room to the point where she did not know if she can even feel her legs. She met the spruce door and opened it quickly.

"Astoria darling," she rushed over waking her up. She opened one sleepy eye before Myra grinned.

"I need you to go somewhere with me." She said, grabbing Astoria's coat that hung on a rack. Astoria sat up, yawning.

"It's the middle of the night," she whispered. Her voice was hoarse, still tired.

"Yes I know," Myra replied as she put the coat on Astoria who had just stood up, "but we quickly need to go somewhere."

Tucking Astoria's hair behind her ear, Myra quickly held her hand and ran from one side of the mansion to the other. Everyone was busy with wedding plans and she was thankful for that, for it they had seen her Astoria would've gotten a beating. They'd blame everything on her if she didn't fix this.

"Where are we going?" Astoria asked. Myra didn't answer as she met the hallway with many doors and towards the second closest one. She put her hand on the golden knob and opened it fast.

Before completely opening it for Astoria, she turned around and placed a hand on her cheek. "I need you to trust me," she whispered, "from here on out and till the end, I need you to trust me."

Astoria noticed the small line of silent tears staying in place in her eyes, refusing to let go. She had wondered why she wanted to cry but didn't ask questions. "Absolutely."

Myra than nodded, turning around and opened the door. Astoria stepped inside and noticed the interior of the room. It was decorated darkly with red patterns and the only source of light being a window--the opposite of her room.

She than heard the door close before hearing three knocks on wood. Astoria didn't pay attention, focusing her attention to the outside of the window, watching the moon. It had also seemed colder in the room, wrapping her pink coat around her frail body tighter.

She was only wearing a night gown underneath and the only warmth she was receiving was the radiating heat from the blood colored carpet on the ground.

Her attention was torn away from the moon as she heard, "Oh my gosh."

She turned around and met four people staring intensely at her. She noticed a girl holding onto a man hard, tears in her eyes.

"Astoria," the girl said to her.

Everything felt weird all of the sudden, thoughts of a castle, laughter and snow reappeared into her mind.

She knew this girl, she could feel it.

It felt like it was at the tip of her tongue. She remembered that sun kissed hair and those eyes.

"I'm sorry, I feel like I knew you before but I can't seem to remember you--"

The girl laughed, "it's alright," walking closer to Astoria, "I'm Cassandra."

The name triggered something to Astoria, she felt it but she couldn't think of what it was. The girl stood to her side as she observed two males, walking up to her before devouring her into a bear hug.

"I missed you," the man whose arm was being clutched by Cassandra said. He grinned down at her and she knew that grin.

The man next to her smiled at her and many bubbling thoughts came present to her but she couldn't think of exactly what it was.

"I know you what to catch up but we have little time," Myra said from beside her, "she needs to see him."

And the three people in front of her turned around and focused their attention to the man in front of them. A man of platinum hair looked at the ground first before meeting her eyes. She drew back a breath, remembering those eyes.