Captured By The King

Twenty • Rescue

"Don't you think that's enough?" I heard them say. Genevieve, Amara, and Odette, they were all pushing my limits to fight my hardest.

I went up against three brutal warriors. Broken bones, bleeding wounds, burning pain, everything I had to injure until I win this clash.

"Odette, my daughter looks like she can't take it anymore," my mother pleaded. All their screams turned to whispers, their pleads turned to silent mockery.

"Focus, Felicity. See before the enemy. Move with your mind," Genevieve whispered. At this moment, all I could hear is my heart beating, my lungs breathing, and my mouth gasping for air.

If I could show everyone that I am capable of defeating three of their greatest fighters, they may stop thinking of how weak I am as a queen.

Everything seemed to be in slow motion, cheers, screams, yells, were like silent pleads. Some were telling my opponents to finish me while some motivated me to fight harder.

"I'm sorry, Queen Felicity," the man mouthed to me while positioning himself, ready to lunge at me. The other two were waiting in anticipation of how I'll go down but,

I won't.

As soon as the man took his first stomp, I side-stepped and quickly yet surely, I landed one kick on the other man's torso. Like what I have learned, I didn't kick his chest nor his stomach, I kicked where he could end up having broken ribs.

Then, he fell, spitting blood all over the floor. The last two standing teamed up against me, they took both my right and left side but too bad for them, I can move quicker and end them at the same time.

Seeing that I missed his attack, the man again, readied himself to do a sidekick. How did I know? His position changed, from both of his feet on the same lunge, he stepped forward with what I have noticed, his non-dominant foot.

When he aimed for the kick, I dodged and went below his foot. He ended up kicking my other opponent and as he brought his face to caress the hit, I punched him, hard on his groin.

Hearing his curses, I knew that I was left with one last opponent, the biggest sorcerer. We eyed each other, trying to guess who's moving first but I was wrong.

The man wasn't trying to land another kick or punch, he was trying to do magic. Since the fight has begun, I've been wondering when they will use magic against me but they didn't.

I was given a fair fight, a chance to win. They took it easy on me but now, I'll all prove them wrong. Wars, battles, and fights, they are all not equal. This is not about being fair, it's about winning against the enemy.

First, I had to know what he was capable of doing. His hands were like holding an invisible ball that caused the air to cool between the two of us. Then, his eyes weren't focused on me but on feet.

My mind dug memories, the times when I've been taught by the three sorceresses about magic. It's not easy to know one's sorcery but with an eyeful observation, you might be just lucky to know.

Pain. That's his enchantment. Through his own mind, he can deliver pain and I know exactly where he'll give it to me.

I only had a few seconds to have my victory. The moment his eyes blinked, I kicked his chest, where his heart should be. The pain that spread through my lower limbs was almost unbearable, it caused me to drop.

But when I did, I fell with him. Unlike me, his eyes were shut close. I couldn't believe it, it was like a feeling of joy and greatness. After a week of suffering and training, I did it.

I won the fight.

King Dimitrius' Point of View