Conquest of Magic

Part 30

I looked at my friends, standing there like statues. "What is happening?" I asked and ran to my friends, but the witch caught my hand and stopped me from reaching them. I cried and thrashed in her arms to set myself free.

"Why did you bring my friends here?" I repeated myself, trying to keep my voice steady.

"I see that you are happy meeting your friends." The King said, sarcastically. His words made me angry, and my palm caught fire unintentionally in rage.

"Now if you try anything with your powers, you know what will happen," he warned, looking at me with a threatening gaze. The king's threat scared me, but I refused to back down. I wouldn't show any signs of weakness in front of him.

"I was not planning to do anything. Since the day I was brought here, I have done everything you asked for. Why are you doing this?" I asked again. The King ignored my question and turned to Linda.

"Lock them up until I get what I want from her." 

She just nods and walks past me, and my friends just follow her like robots without any emotion. My heart sank as I watched my friends leave the room without even looking back at me. I called out their names, but they didn't respond. It was as if they were under some sort of spell. " I felt confused, Why is Linda helping the king?

"Now let's talk." The King started, and my breath quickened. I stared at him with a deadly glare.

"I know that your powers came back and that you are in full control over them." I want you to put them to use and serve your purpose. "He said, looking at me. I froze.

My heart raced so fast that I felt it in my throat. The King's intense stare felt like it pierced right through me. His usual smirk only made me more uneasy, and I could feel sweat starting to bead on my forehead. "What do you mean?" I asked, trying to sound calm even though panic was rising inside me.

The King stood up from his throne and walked toward me, stopping just inches away. I could feel his hot breath on my face, and his fierce eyes locked onto mine, making me want to tremble.

"The Forks' land has been found, and I want you to fight with me in the war against those filthy witches," he said, his voice sending shivers down my spine.

"I need you to use your powers with my witches to open a portal to their realm. Once it's open, you will fight alongside them and bring me the Queen's head. Is that clear?" My body shook in fear as he gripped my chin tightly. His cold fingers felt like a vice, and his intense gaze made it hard to breathe. I tried to pull away, but his grip only tightened. The thought of being forced to use my powers for his dark plans made me feel sick.

"I don't know if I can do that," I stuttered, my voice barely above a whisper.

"You don't have a choice," he spat, his grip on my chin loosening slightly. "You are mine to command, and if you refuse to comply, I will make sure that your little friends suffer for your disobedience."

My heart sank at his words, and I felt a wave of helplessness wash over me. I knew that I had to do something, but I didn't know what.

"No, why should I go to war against my own kind?" I screamed, feeling a surge of anger and betrayal. I couldn't believe he was asking me to fight against my own people, especially the Queen, who holds all the answers to my existence.

"No," he asked, then chuckled under his breath, almost like he already knew I would refuse. I glared at him, my heart racing with fear and defiance.

"You know that you are in no place to refuse me, right?" he said, his voice low and menacing as he grabbed my arm tightly. I winced at the pain but refused to show him any weakness.