"As the noble blood runs through your veins you have magic in your system,"
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For a very long time Dianna tried to hide her secret. No matter the cost she refused to talk about it, to think about it even t...
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"Erando discimus."
There was no rush feeling to save myself. He caught me, and he knows. Now it's on me to save my family.
Scanning room all the way from Prince and back suddenly made me stop. There is no way to run or anything else. And then came the worst feeling ever. Giving up.
There were no guards just the lonely Prince standing on my doorstep. The way his icy eyes looked at me, just woke up another wish in me. Wish to fight, but I couldn't risk hurting my parents.
The way he stood there to all the way to his hands placed on the back of his crimson uniform made me jump. With a short blink I looked at him.
"Still not talking?" He asked while lifting his eyebrow. I could feel air getting colder. My skin crawled.
I remain silent.
"Cut the act. You moved your head when I entered." Taking a step inside, door behind him closed with a short punch.
It wasn't the punch who scared me. It was a look in his eyes when he looked at my parents. I wanted to scream at him.
Turning in my chair I followed him as he made a circle around our living room, investigating it. There was no way out, when he finally positioned next to the back door.
"What are you doing here?" I asked quietly, my voice quieter than I thought it could be.
"Firstly," he made a step to me, never changing his posture, but his voice got a scary under sound, "You need to show respect for your Prince," his voice became dangerously quiet. "I am not your friend neither a family."
Hands in my lap started to shake. I couldn't control my body for that simple action. He was right; he is no one to me and he will not help me. I could scream. Someone would come and save me.
Just when I wanted to scream I met his eyes. They were just waiting for that. I won't give him that pleasure.
"Move!" He demanded shortly.
After those words it was like I watch slow movie. He was barking his orders, doors opened but I couldn't move.
"Damien! Ryan!" I finally moved myself when I saw two soldiers getting in. It was Damien, and I felt a little bubble of hope when he entered the room, but a second later another soldier from Main House entered with him and all hope just disappeared. He is not on my side I realized.
I looked at Damien, his face blank like he doesn't recognize me. Like I'm a stranger. And right now I was. In extreme situations like one before I wasn't, but definitively I am now when Prince is standing next to him.
Witha sharp pain between my scapula I stood up, the whole time soldiers holding my hands. I couldn't stop myself from death thoughts. When he will kill me? Is he going to kill me in a house or in the forest? Right now, Prince was holding three lives in his hands. I almost begged for mercy.
