War of Phantoms.

Chapter 2

   "Are you alright?" he asked, checking my wounds.

I was melting down by the effects of his voice and his chill finger prints against my skin, but held myself together and answered. "Yes."

"Where did you come from?"

"The other side of the forest."

He looked at me like I was crazy, then said. "There's no other side."

"No, there is one, I came from that zone and some shadows were coming towards me after that."

He was still staring with that cold, blank expression. "So you're not from Infenya?"

What was he saying seriously !!?

"Inf... what !?"

His eyes were still set on me and this time, he looked more bothered than confused.

"We must deal with you now."

And with no warning, he began to leap _or fly in the air ! I had to use what was left from my energy to hold onto whatever he was wearing tightly, so I'd not fall from such a height.

I looked down and found that he was jumping between the trees, using a silk cord which was connected to a harness that went around all his body, and remarked that his outfit was wrapped in cords and belts. Also there were some knives hanged in his thigh belt. That gave me a quick idea about him.

One of the thieves !

And he'd kill me.

I tried to break free from him, but his death glare stopped me and pushed me to give up before my poor destiny.

We got further from the woods _and the trees and all, and reached a place that sounded like a town or village, though there was a great castle on the horizon.

So a Kingdom.

We landed and he kept gazing at me madly, therefore I looked down at my feet, feeling so embarrassed for no obvious reason.

"Let's clean you up first." He said.

I don't know why I was thinking that he wanted to do it by himself, I crossed my arms against my chest and replied. "N_no. I'm fine."

"What's going on in that little head of yours?" He grimaced "I didn't mean it that way."

I felt even more embarrassed, so I said nothing and kept looking down.

"Anna will help." He added.

"Anna who?"

"You'll find out."

He held my arm tightly and pulled me behind him, not caring about my wounds or my condition, he treated me like a little worthless animal. We walked through the dark alleys quietly, which made me believe that he was a criminal and was going to kill me, his lifeless face showed that perfectly.

My whole body was too weak to carry on and I could no longer stand up, so I fell off with his hand still holding my wrist. He gazed at me furiously then sighed.

Too many expressions for a cold faced person!

He let go of my wrist and placed his arm underneath my body to lift me up and carry me. I was too tired to resist so I kept silent and watched his sharp but dead features closer, till I closed my eyes again.

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I found myself lying on a bed that wasn't comfortable at all, in a kind of dark room. There was a bunch of candles in the corner, just in front of me. The entire room's decoration looked vintage.

A pretty blonde lady entered, holding a large plat.

"I see that you're awake." She said as soon as her eyes met mine.