"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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"Cuius regio, eius relegio"
My sleepless night was here.
I couldn't sleep. My brain worked 100 miles per hour and I felt like that letter is hunting me. Hidden under the mattress it almost burnt my skin on the back.
My best friend got married. She is a married girl, and she has her soulmate. Right now I have nothing. I live in the castle like a prisoner who got crazy and who is learning manners.
Not the first time I asked myself. Why is he doing that? What is he trying to accomplish? What is his aim? He must have planned everything a few months upward.
And for a hundredth time, I reminded myself that I can't trust him.
He is dangerous, and he can't be trusted.
I took a deep breath and looked at his terrace. I remember the day when he told me not to look at those games, but I watched it anyway.
"It can get bloody."
Chills ran from my head to the toe and I looked away. He reminded me every day of that. These people are monsters and they just wait for you to bleed.
Maybe they all wanted a good show. No matter how rich they were they didn't have anything real until one girl stumbled upon the castle. I was attraction just like a circus monkey.
I closed my eyes and punched my head at a wall. Why am I still doing here?
My mind didn't have an answer, and that thing between my chest didn't give any hope either.
"That will hurt." Said the voice.
My head moved again and hit a wall, anyway. It did hurt. He has right like always.
"I don't care," I said still with my eyes closed.
"You don't care for anything." He said, and I had to open my eyes.
"What does that mean?" I looked at him, but the shadows hid him well.
I narrowed my eyes and I saw him sitting on terrace fence. My terrace fence.
I screamed. How the hell did he came there?
"Quiet. You will wake dead with that voice." He muttered his voice painted like a blank page.
"Get off that! You will fall." I scream - whispered at the same time and looked at him.
"Why? I'm really comfortable." He put a hand behind his head and looked at me.
He is really close to the edge. He could fall.
"Don't even think about it." He said and I found his icy eyes in the dark.
"About what?" I said listening to cricket's song.
It's really nice. One of the most beautiful nights.
