Anya

Chapter Twelve

Daighte

Chapter Twelve

   It had been five days since Anya and Dimitri had bumped into each other and had resided inside the cave. They were in the deepest part of the cave as the winds had gone from walk-able to hurricane winds and nobody would survive out in them and the thought of being trapped, despite the appealing company, was making the guilt eat away at him. 

   He knew that he should have gone as soon as he arrived he probably could have been there by now and had avoided all of this weather. The palace was always in his view and seeing it there on top of the hill was irritating him but he knew it would be best to stay still until the winds had calmed down but it was making his anger rise at the most mediocre of times and even Anya kept a wary eye on him.

   “Are you okay Dimitri?” She asked tepidly. She was stood behind him eating half an apple and held the other half out to Dimitri who despite eying the apple longingly shook his head at the apple and ignored her question.

   She placed his half of the apple back on the stone block and brushed past him, making sure to brush her shoulder against his arm and stormed off down the cave, she didn’t know what had put him in this mood but she could guess that it was something to do with his family. He had left them and now he had no way of communicating with them and there was no chance at all that he could get back to them until at least the second week in October if the storm carried on this way.

   This mood he had been him had struck down on him yesterday afternoon and Anya knew that there must be something he wasn’t telling her because he was talking to her willingly before yesterday and now all of a sudden he wasn’t? Trying to figure out Dimitri was hurting her brain.

   Dimitri watched her walk away and felt a pang of hurt but knew he had to shrug it off, the main reason as to why he hadn’t already moved on was because of that girl and he knew he couldn’t get emotionally attached, although when he did capture the castle and kill all the Royals’ he may invite her and her father to live in a part of the palace with them.

   He could just vision his future and in it he would have all of his family and friends beside him as they helped take all of the humans out of Anceps for good. He knew that Rolchov was dead and he felt disgusted in himself for letting it happen but he was going to leave all Goblins inside Anceps despite what he said when he argued that I shouldn’t argue. They were sneaky creatures who only looked after themselves and although you could argue the same for humans they were on top so it didn’t matter.

   “Anya?” She had disappeared from his view and ran after her.

      She heard Dimitri coming but she ignored him, she wasn’t mad at him but if they were both going to live in the cave then they both had to be honest with each other because to just ignore the problems between the two of them then the tensions would not die down and they needed to address them head on and not bury their heads in the ground.

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   Kin Brokova sat at the head of the table as his family sat around, he had ordered everyone to act like nothing had happened and hearing Katerina’s whimpers was starting to annoy him. 

   He just wanted to enjoy a nice meal with his family but the whole palace had been swept into a new chaos because his eldest grand-daughter chose to run away after he had denied her birth-right but he had more than enough reasons to refuse her wish. If it was not for the picture of her asleep in his arms when she was a newborn then he would have had her killed for insolence but the image was always there when the thought came up.