His Ocean Blue Eyes

♔Chapter Ten

"Marilyn, who's this boy?" The woman asked, standing on the porch as she rubbed her hands clean with her apron. The boy, Jonah, peeked around his mother's dress as he stood behind her.

"Mama, this is Lyric, he didn't have any money or place to stay," Mary spoke, leaving me standing in the middle of the yard as she stepped closer. "Used all his money for the stables."

My eyes snapped towards the town as a siren sounded once again. "Another damn raid," I looked up to see a man walking out of the house, a cup in his hand, "those town people down know how to stay inside."

"It's almost sunrise, most are just getting up to start cooking or get ready for work," I looked towards the town as I spoke, mostly to myself. I could see the man looking at me out of the corner of my eye.

"Who's the boy?" He asked, Mary sighing as Jonah jumped in. I looked at the little boy, watching him.

"He's Lyric, no place or money to stay," he spoke, messing up the wording and making Mary hide her laughter. The man shook his head, walking over to me with his hand outstretched.

"If Jonah and Mary are trusting you, I will too," my eyes wandered to the children of the family as I shook his hand; they went by their judgement?

"My name's Lucas, and my wife's Patricia," the man spoke, stepping back away from me. I nodded my head a little as he spoke, before I looked back over to Mary, who was watching me.

"Let's go inside," Patricia spoke, guiding everyone inside as everyone followed without a fight.

I stared up at the palace in front of me, guards watching my every move. I shook my head at them before realizing that I could easily walk through the gate, but that meant I would have to reveal myself to my sister.

I wasn't ready for that. At least with my first plan, I had a chance of her not ever seeing me. "What do you need, boy?" A guard snarled, looking at me with his hand on the hilt of his weapon.

"Such politeness to your visitors," I spoke sarcastically, looking back at the palace. "I'm an artist, I'm just inspecting and memorizing." I lied, walking this way and that to act like I was getting a better outlook of the palace.

One of the guards bursted into a fit of laughter, bending over before standing back and slapping his knee. I shook my head at him before quickly spotting who I needed to see.

"Ottoman," I whispered to myself, walking away from the castle before stealthily following the fool himself. He walked down alleyways and across streets, making it noisier as I followed.

I stopped when he stopped and walked when he walked, making sure to keep my distance while still knowing where he had gone.

I turned the corner, looking around for Ottoman, only to come face to face with him. "Why are you following me?" He asked, his voice stern and his eyes hard. I raised my eyebrow at him, acting innocent.

"I'm not stupid," he spoke again when I remained silent. "I know you have been." I tilted my head at him.

"That is a very accusing statement, Ottoman," I spoke, looking over his shoulder at the palace, that housed my sister, and my unborn niece or nephew.

"Bonkers," he said, crossing his arms over his chest defensively. I shook my head at him, pushing past when my eyes spotted an easy passageway into the castle gardens.

"What? Were you sent here to help me with my mission since you finished yours?" I ignored his questions, continuing to walk and looking at the opening in the wall. "Lyric, this is my territory," Ottoman continued to speak behind me.

I closed one eye, peeking in at a crack through the wall, not risking to show myself within the opening. My eye spotted the guards stationed at the doors that lead to the garden, and mentally noted it.

"That will be very easy," I spoke to myself before I felt myself being pulled away from the wall. I looked over my shoulder, expecting to see Ottoman, but seeing Zero.

"What are you doing here?" He raised an eyebrow at my question, looking at me as if I was stupid.

"It's time for you to wake up, Sam, Lyric."

I jumped at the voice, glancing around before back up at Zero, who only smiled wickedly. My brow raised itself, questions swarming through my mind as I looked back at the castle behind me; it had all but faded.

I turned back around, seeing everything, everyone, had disappeared and it was only Zero and I. "What's happening?" I asked, showing fear for once in my life as he continued looking upon me with his wicked smile.

I tried to return the smile back, only to lose it once I felt a pain in my body. My eyes immediately scanned myself, looking for the source of pain. Nothing, there was absolutely nothing.

My eyes looked back up to Zero, but he was gone. My mouth opened to scream, only for a gag to escape. I heard noises in the background and my eyes widened. I had heard these noises many times before, in dreams or my thoughts.

An annoying beeping sounded in the background, and the muffled sound of talking. Had I passed out? That was my theory, I had passed out.

"Come on, Sam," I heard the whispering, clear as day, as if it was right beside me, and I had to check twice to make sure it wasn't. The darkness slowly started to evaporate around me, showing bright lights shining on my face.

Maybe I had finally been caught, and killed, maybe that's what happened. Or maybe Zero killed me, maybe I just didn't notice.

My eyes tried to scan the room but the brightness left me unable. It burned my eyes and forced me to close them once more.

"Sam? Is he awake?" My ears listened closer to the voice, it trembled as it continued to speak words that I had no energy to hear. My breathing was ragged and I felt like I had just run miles.

"Really? Can I go in?" I heard the door creak, but instead of opening my eyes, I focused on calming my breathing. Footsteps echoed around the quiet room before I heard a click and the light didn't show through my eyelids anymore.

I, cautiously, forced an eye open, seeing someone with their back turned to me, looking like they were going over something. I tried to speak but nothing came, only the notice of my extremely dry throat. I opened it again, and all that came this time was a weird noise.

The boy turned to me, my eyes immediately meeting his and widening. He opened his mouth to speak, but I heard nothing. I ignored it all.

I just continued to keep my eyes on his ocean-blue ones.