The Rise Of A Queen

Chapter 11

A tear fell from her right eye as she put another shirt into her suitcase. She left for England the next day and she was trying her best to ignore everyone around her.

Cayden happened to drop her home after her meeting with the principal and her mother was disappointed that she wasn't able to control herself, she hasn't talked to her father since she was sick.

She refused to speak to her father until she returned and even then she was positive she would already be wed to Lord Magnar.

She could not wrap her head around it at all, she wouldn't believe that she would be married off to some Lord and that would be the end of her. All the training, the fights, the arguments her whole life up til now would've been a waste of time.

A knock on the door brought her from her thoughts.

"Enter." She says folding another shirt.

Cadmar's head pops into the room and soon the rest of his body follows. "Okay, it looks like you're almost done packing. I have everything ready for tomorrow, flights, car, directions, everything."

"You wouldn't need the car, Donovan said that Magnar has arranged for their driver to pick us up from the airport." She puts the shirt in her suitcase.

Cadmar sighs and rubs his eyes, "of course he has."

An awkward silence floats into the room, Adira turns to Cadmar and places both hands on her hips as she quickly thinks of ways to get him out of her room.

"Why don't you take a break from all that and take a walk or pack your bag or something."

"I will, just making sure everything goes smoothly tomorrow."

"You never know what could happen Cadmar we've just got to roll with the punches." Adira touches his shoulder lightly, he relaxes a bit and focuses on the sensation her hand gives him. The warmness of the hand on him swiftly disappears as Adira goes back to packing.

"I will go pack now but before I do, why didn't you knock him out?" Cadmar questions.

Adira wears a questioning expression as she tries to connect what he's saying in her mind.

"Who?"

"Agustus, why didn't you just take him out right then and there?"

Adira hesitates before blurting out her reply, "I wanted him to feel pain before he lost consciousness, if I knocked him out he won't feel the pain till after. I wanted him to suffer straight through."

Although his face and body remain impassive, Cadmar's mind churned with fear. The savagery of her words made him shudder. The dangerous look she held made her glowing honeyed orbs grow murky with darkness. She's becoming exactly who they didn't want her to be.

With a nod, she watched as his back retreated into the light of the hallway and soon her room was plunged back into darkness. Looking over to her mirror, placing her hand behind it and pulling out her hidden dagger she stared at it with curiosity. Somehow this object held a power that captivated her, drew her in and it was as though they drank each other's energy.

Walking over to her suitcase she grabs cotton and a thick sweater and wraps the dagger in them before placing it at the bottom of her suitcase. 

There was no way she would ever go anywhere without it.