The Legend of Trinity (Completed)

Chapter 22

An hour later, Albert wakes up and notices that Darena is fast asleep, softly breathing through her nose. He smiles and leaves a kiss on her forehead before pushing the covers off him and leaving the bed, making sure Darena hadn't woken up. Albert slips on a red shirt before heading out of the room, looking for breakfast for him and Darena. After falling asleep again, Darena sees Darten in her dreams, smiling, and holding his hand out to her. She tries to reach for him, but she can't, and then she sees the darkness behind him, strings attached to his body. And far away from the eye, was The Dark Lord in his throne, holding the end of the strings with which he controlled Darten, smirking.

-"Do not worry Twilight Princess, he is under good care..."- The Dark Lord whispers, Darten fading away from view for a moment and then reappearing, chained to a wall, wrists bound behind his back, over his tailbone. Cuts and bruises cover his body, as well as what seems to look like bite marks. Darten gasps upon seeing Darena.

-"Darena, please, go. He wants to kill you. AH!"- Darten begins to say but then stops to scream when a whip hit his back, snapping it open, barely missing his arms. The Dark Lord stands behind the Twilight Prince, smirking as he holds the whip in his hand, threatening to slash Darten with it again.

-"Don't spoil the surprise darling Prince..." He leans down and licks Darten's ear, causing the other to shudder in fear and disgust. "The show is for everybody to enjoy, and she has first row tickets."- The Dark Lord bites Darten's ear, drawing blood from the soft cartilage instantly. Darten groans in pain, wishing that the Earth swallowed the sadistic man behind him.

-"Darena, no matter what happens, I will keep you safe. Ah... I won't fail you again." Darten says with a smile, as if he hadn't been feeling any pain at all. Upon noticing this, The Dark Lord sinks his teeth into Darten's shoulder, causing more blood to flow out of the Prince's body. "Aha... stop it already you sadistic freak!!!"- Darten barks, trying to move away from The Dark Lord's touch, which is a complete failure. The King of Darkness smirks, enjoying Darten's denial.

-"Don't worry Prince..." He lowers his voice to a whisper and licks the blood off Darten's shoulder, earning more shudders from the younger. "I'm just getting started..."-

Darena wakes up with her heart beating in her throat, sweat covering her forehead. She sits up un the bed and runs a hand through her hair, sweat getting into it. She touches her shoulder, the same spot where Daren was bitten, and she finds it swollen. Then, she understands what Twilight meant when she said that one of the members the blood tie couldn't get too hurt, because then both parts would be scarred. Darena checks the rest of her body, but she doesn't find any other mark or bruise. The wound on Darten's shoulder must've been very serious, because as the days went by and Darena trained, the wound was still swollen. It has been a week since Darena began to train, and today, she will end her training by dueling against Alexandrian, and then her Father. Darena was beyond nervous, but she had learned to deal with that in the numerous days she had trained until she couldn't hold her balance even for 5 seconds. Every bone in her body ached, but there wasn't much she could do about that, since the instant relief therapy was simply doubling the pain and holding it for an hour. Even after endless warm showers, the pain would still be unceasing. But the funniest part of everything was that when she trained, the pain would disappear and come back after she stopped. Darena didn't know what to think about this, but she decided not to feel bothered by the fact. It was noon by the time she arrived at the training arena, and there were Alexandrian and her Father, patiently waiting for her to arrive. When spotting her, both men bow at her, and Darena does the same in return, both in respect and courtesy.

-"I suppose that the reason you are here is because you are ready to proceed with the finale of your training, right?"- Alexandrian asks, smirking. Derten rolls his eyes next to the Shadow King, holding back his laughter.