The Blood of Fate ✧ min yoongi ✓

𝐓 𝐖 𝐄 𝐍 𝐓 𝐘

CHAPTER 20 | SACRED BEINGS

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YOU

I stand out on the balcony and admire the view of the two split mountains, large waterfalls, lakes, and birds. I looked down and saw how many Elves were whispering and pointing up towards me. News of our arrival wasn't too hard to spread around, and of course—they do not like us. I don't blame them. We are foreign, dangerous, and at war. But for now, it wouldn't have been very hard to pretend that we are safe and out of the woods. The Oracle has never told me any further answers to my vision last night, but deep down, I know for a fact that she knows something. She just refuses to tell me. Is it because she's scared? In denial?

What is her reasons?

But something deep inside tells me that there's something more into- well, everything. The Oracle carries a weird energy around her, and it's coming from her ring. It's not evil, but it's not pure either. Then suddenly, I heard the door behind me drag open. I grabbed my dagger from my pocket and swiftly pressed it against another person's throat. She let's out a yelp and drops the tray of grapes and a some rice soup. Her hands raise up as she starts breathing heavily.

I stare at her for a moment before pulling back away. "My apologies," I said and looked away, "I thought you were a spy."

She calms down a bit and looks down, "The way you reacted, it's because of the war," she whispers out and walks towards me, "Your heart beats with fear, and your soul shatters with pain,"

"My heart beats with vengeance, and my soul is as whole as a standing Kingdom," I remarked and looked back at her, "What are you trying to get?"

"You are so very young, Nyx," she says and caresses my hands, "In reality, you are still a child; a version of you that never saw life. She continues to scream for help and peace just like the rest of us."

"Get to the point," I demanded. "I do not wish to hear such rubbish."

She sighs and backs away, "I've heard many stories about you. A walking Reaper, they describe you. A false Divine," she says and walks towards the balcony, "An Acolyte."

"I want no part of humanity nor the society with beasts. I do not care about both mortals and immortals," I said and walked towards her, "I am my own being. The reason why I side with the non-humans is because we all have the same goal: to bring down Axel Lazarus. I will not allow his empire to reign."

"Of course," she says and turns away. She looks down at the spilled food, "however, I would like to ask a question."

I raised a brow.

"What changed?"

"I don't understand." I state.

"You went against Axel because of your beliefs. You saw beasts as an equal with the humans. But what made you stride away?"

Silence takes a hold of me. For some reason, I am unable to respond to such a simple question. The Oracle remained strong eye contact with me, wondering to hear what thought has formed within my clouded mind. However, my only response back was the way my gaze falls to the ground. No words have left my throat. She sighs, but somehow, she understands.

"I see then. I'll get this cleaned up right away. But, King Aubrey Oberon would want to speak with you." She states out and leaves the room.

The look in that elf maidens eyes was unbearable. I could barely stand the wariness that shined in her bright hazel eyes. The warmth she hoped to share because she deeply believes that I'm that cold-hearted. After all, it's true. Somewhere inside my heart, I've never had the comforting warmth that anyone had. Already, I hate the elves.