Cold blue stare like ice met mine.My hands itched to slap that sneer of his face.Forcing down my anger I strode towards the throne and bowed in a deep curtesy, my forhead almost touched the ground.
"Rise"I heard his voice boom through the hall.I rose, though kept my eyes on the foot of the throne but I could feel his cold stare burning into my very soul ,each and every moment spend infront of him felt like sinking knife into an old wound and tearing it open.He wormed his way into power by murdering his own father in cold blood and imprisoned his own family who opposed him , all of it for the Power he holds now,the power that makes millions to cower before it.
"All hail to the mightiest of the mighty.Your highness I've returned from the task you have ordered me and the result of it should be pleasing for you"I spoke with my voice devoid of emotion.
"Indeed you have my champion but that doesn't change the fact that you have disobeyed my order in the first place". Each of his words dripped with malice.
"I seek deep apology for my cowardice"
"Now that you admit it get ready for your punishment,you know that I dont tolerate cowardice"
I met his eyes, suddenly alarmed.His eyes blazed with pure amusement from the pain he was going to inflict on me.There was a knowing look on his face,the look I dreaded the most. I knew then as the guards dragged a limp figure into the room that all of this was just for his amusement, that he had never intended to forgive me and everything I did today to keep my sister from getting hurt had been in vain.
They dragged her towards the king and threw her at his feet.Dread started to pool within me,this is it,
This is where he would rip me apart
inch by inch and he knew it too that all those killing could not get to me like the way she can ,my sister.
Victoria.My little sister tried to scurry away from the king but her shackled legs failed her and fell with her face first.I watched with horror written plain on my face,the cold mask I wore everytime gone since the sight of her infront of the king,my stomach in knots , my instincts screamed at me to drag her away from him.
My eyes roamed her and I noticed her fair skin had gone white as a sheet of paper,the raven hair had lost it's shine,the blue green eyes I adored so much had dimmed,those lips which always wore a smile had gone broken and blue,tattered clothes hung around her lithe frame,cached with blood and dirt,the skin around her wrist and legs were chafed from the shackles .Her teary eyes met mine and I saw recognition lit them.Anger,relief and agony masked the blue of her eyes.She held my gaze and I was strucked by the intensity of that gaze.Despite everything I saw her lips curve into a tiny smile visible to no one but me,a silent comfort for me! I could only stare at her realising how much she loves to offer me a smile when she was standing near the mouth of danger.
Her eyes never left mine even when the king ordered the torture to begin ,there was no fear in her eyes she stood with her head high ready to accept anything the king could throw her her way.I realised that I might be strong in a fight with my sword but my sister with her unwavering strenght was way more stronger than I could ever be.
The king watched us with his eyes an inferno of triumph over my pain.
I had to bite my tongue to keep myself from yelling at him as his guards approached my sister with metal rods gleaming in their hands.
-Scarlett Moon-
YOU ARE READING
The Angelic Devil
FantasyBeing awoken with zero memories of her past Citrine is forced to believe what is served infront of her.But once she finds the truth about herself,will she be able to accept it? She had to become a monster to keep her sister alive in the bloody claws...
