And I Had Darkened

Chapter 6 Cursed Child

Hello! Summer school is literally killing me!!! But anyways like or comment if you want!
-chyrie

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The next 4 days became a routine, eat in the morning, planning what to do, looking out the window and sleeping. A simple routine, though I still had no idea how am I suppose infiltrate the castle, I had one advantage and that was for my lack of magic. Not one drop of it existed in my body, and since everything in this world had protection against magic not wanted users. I can get pass in all of them.

My body does not trigger the wards placed around the buildings, it made me a perfect spy but vulnerable at magic attacks. I do have knowledge on how to block but I would be completely useless against it. My kill would have to be swift, get in the castle, kill the heir and get out.

With one day left worth of travel, I would have to solidify whatever I could. Camp out the castle just so I can gather information with shift changes. It might take months until I'll finally make the move but for now, I would rest. Rest as much as I could because of the next few days would be non stop travelling, relocating and finding information.

I started to doubt I'd come out of this alive, or in one piece if I'm even lucky enough too. Maybe that is what they wanted, me to get killed, called a traitor so they wouldn't have to do the dirty work. If so, I had fallen right into a ditch, where they wanted me to be in, even if I had struggled against them I still would have stayed in the same place.

I'm weak, vulnerable and useless against the Ragnilds. They have a leash on whatever I am, they made me a pet for whatever they wanted and I had done it for them. I trembled at the thought and pushed it all down, deep within me but no matter what I did. It resurfaced. I was a cursed human child.

Sirathia sold me to witch in exchange for my magic, magic that had not yet manifested in me. Like taking candy from a toddler. The witch took the raw power in exchange for a spell that bounded me to the Ragnilds. To have complete control over me. Sirathia told me that when I was 8, I had cried at the thought. They hated me when I was first born, my own mother hated me.

She trained me to be a pawn in their battles. To kill those the Ragnild's no longer wanted around. I had my first kill when I was 8, I cried and cried for the death I caused. My whole childhood was a mess, I didn't remember much or any of it, their were dark stains in my memories. Those stains in my memories only disappeared when I was 15. By then, I was already messed up.

I had blamed it towards myself. I grew to hate what I was, hated this world until Orion showed me one last bit of hope before I had fallen. He had grabbed my arm when no one else did. The mating bond snapped in place the day after, it was sign. The bond, brought people that were equals. It seamless fit because Orion had brought me out of the dark.

Wonder and awe-filled through me when it took place, to think such a coincidence was possible. Maybe I spent all my luck that day making it possible. I was happy- no I was extremely happy it was him. Though I wonder what would have happened if he hadn't chosen me even if the bond took form.

Would I have killed my own sister? I didn't let myself wonder that far down.

The carriage stopped, I looked out the window and beheld the beautiful castle protruding from the ground. The streets were filled with chattering, laughing and yelling. The capital was lively, filled with happy people and beautiful buildings.

The buildings were towers of old and new, showing history and the making of new ones. The buildings sparkled, its tinted glass shinning under the sun. A building without windows, it didn't need any. Magic covered whatever needed to be covered, but showed off what the shops had inside. Anyone who would have gasp at the glorious buildings of the capital.

They all had one common theme uniting it all together. There were shades and hues of violet streaming from houses. Some had violet roofs, others had flowers that bloomed purple. Streamers and the flag of Agatheas traveled from building to building. Everyone envied those who lived in the capital, even me.

The castle was the most gorgeous thing I had ever seen. It's exterior were magnificently crafted crystals with hues of blue, purple and red. The colours shifted with the light but magic could change that colour in an instant. An important sign in Agatheas is the colour of the castle. If it were to change something happened in the castle or a member has passed away. That is sign I will have to look out for.

Their were twin towers protruding from the back with one big tower at the middle back, leaving a big courtyard and little towers at the front. A line of defense but also a beautiful masterpiece. My breath was taken and left my mouth gaping at the sight.

I had once dream't about living here but I would never have fit in with all these happy people. That dreamed had faded away as fast as it came. The carriage once again moved as we passed the guards securing the gates. I waved a pleasant smile towards them.

Going in the capital was easy but getting out would be harder. But for now I would not worry because I had many more things needed to be done.

I had to get a job somewhere, I only brought a weeks worth of money. I needed to rent a place for however long we needed. My first task would be that, then I would worry about a way in the castle.

We passed by many buildings, but one had struck me the hardest. A store full of the nicest clothes, each fabric vibrant and elegant. Even from the distance of the store from here, it seemed to glow at me as if saying pick me. There was a great big line out of it, it was incredibly popular. No wonder everyone was so drawn to it.

I took note of the building and the ones around it. I would visit these buildings first, to admire and to look for open spots available. Such a busy street would not have available spots but nonetheless, I would still visit here first.

We finally stopped at a corner where parking was allowed. I stepped out the carriage. I had changed into comfortable summer clothes before arriving at the capital. It would bring less suspicion when the guard came to inspect the carriage.

I wore a pale blue dress with a soft v line that ended at my thighs. The dress flowed with the rare wind that passed. The air was humid and hot, but the dress helped ventilate my raising temperature. People stopped and stared at me then continued along their day. Maybe it was due to my pale skin, none of them had or my eyes.

Either way my skin crawled as people walked by me, staring. I kindly waved goodbye to the driver, letting him roam around until I called upon him, through the magic bracelets on us. Allowing communication.

I took in a breath and walked towards the busy street where that building had been. People stopped and stared. Looking at me. My clothes were not fancy, or finely made. They stopped to gawk at my eyes than to my skin.

I liked it. Liked the attention given, due to the fact no had laid their eyes on me, or at least tried too. People back at home were all disgusted at what I was, on how different I was, or how my family pushed me away but here they looked at me with awe. I smiled at those who looked and walked with confidence. They kept their attention on me.

That was the worst thing I probably should have done, I should have stayed in the dark so no one would remember me or suspect me when the time comes.

It would bite me in the ass later but maybe they would not suspect me since I gathered so much attention. Right maybe they won't.