Take another step, my mind told me. Keep walking. But I was frozen in place. I felt as if ice seeped ito my and I was so cold I couldn't move.
"Excuse me?" Moris's father said indignantly. "I must've heard you wrong. I could have sworn you just said the slave was part of an all-knowing prophecy."
"You heard me right." Niko replied.
Walk, my brain ordered. Keep walking.
"You must be mistaken," that was Moris.
"I don't believe I am." Niko said.
Go! I said forcefully to myself. Go!
"What's the problem?" Oh great. How did Dian get over there?
"I have a notion about your girl-slave." Niko told her.
Stop talking Niko! I yelled silently. Now!
Of course, he didn't hear me. "I belive Fia is part of the prophecy."
"My Fia?" Dian laughed forcefully. "She's nothing but a girl who I saw on the streets that I kindly took in."
"As a slave," Niko persisted. "That's not kind. That's greedy."
Stop it, Niko!
"Oh, is it now?" Dian suggested. "Is that what you think, Fia?"
I turned and shook my head violently. "No, no ma'am--"
"Shut up, girl," Dian said. "Is this what she told you?" she asked Niko.
He looked directly at me and said,
"Yes."
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Fianara
FantasyFia walked alone. She always did. She always thought she will. So when a mage appears and turns her whole world upside down, and she's forced to work with three others she's never known existed, things get a little...Icey.
