Chapter 7

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After that night, I didn't see Emrick again. I didn't move from my room. My father was upset with me, but mostly I didn't want to leave. Seeing Emrick is dangerous.

"Don't let it happen again.." She said.

I will trust myself and from now on, I won't see Emrick again. If being with me endangers his life, I prefer living without him.

But not seeing him, cut at my heartstrings.

Now that I can't be with him, my feeling has doubled, tripled the least.

But it's for the best. It was never a good idea from the start, what were we thinking?

We are both soon to be clan leaders. We need to care for our clans.

Being in love is no excuse.

Love?

My eyes went wide and I crushed on the floor.

Love ?

Alarik burst into the room and pulled me to him.

" Sierra ...... what wrong ? Sierra!"

Water started to fill my eyes.

I love him.

I actually love him.

Alarik pulled me to him and hugged me.

" Everything will be alright Sierra. Calm down."

He stroked my hair and whispered softly into my ear. He then pulled me up and put me in bed.

" Rest." He smiled.

I grabbed his hand. " Don't leave me alone."

He sat down and put his other hand on mine.

" Never."

I closed my eyes and through tears, my mind went blank.

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" Sierra ?"

This voice seems familiar.

" Sierra darling, wake up."

I opened my eyes, to mind my mother pulling the curtains open.

" Mum?"

" Oh look who's awake." She chuckled.

" Mum!" I ran to her and hugged her.

" Oh, so much love. What's the occasion?"

I shook my head.

She chuckled and kissed my hair.

" Sweetheart, we are late for the ball. Put the dress on."

She smiled and pushed me to the bathroom.

When my eyes finally adjusted, I noticed it wasn't my room at all.

It was a completely different room.

When I looked outside, I saw miles and miles of meadow.

My eyes went wide.

A carriage was making its way to this house.

A Carriage.....

I looked at the dress my mother gave me.

It's the same dress of the dream.

Wait ?

I looked in the mirror.

I'm the girl in the dream.

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