The mood was lousy from the very morning, because lack of sleep always had a terrible effect on my internal self-control. All night I dreamed that a dark force was consuming Venira and driving her crazy. What she turned into after that did not even remotely resemble my friend, it was a monster woven from my childhood fears of the Darkness.None of the calming techniques helped me come to a complete balance, but still, having calmed down a little, I recovered for the first session.- Attention! Important announcement! croaked the history teacher, Asmus of Rinia. At first glance, he was about a hundred years old, and at the first meeting it seemed to me that he would give his soul to the Light One right during the lesson. But in fact, he turned out to be a rather mobile and very enthusiastic man. I respected him and never missed his classes. “The mentor of the dark ones will visit us today. Lord Culver promised to drop in on us in the middle of the lecture!Everyone whispered excitedly.
The winter in Zamira was quite different from the winter I was used to. Snow fell here only once and melted almost immediately. On the one hand, the warm weather allowed the residents of the capital to save money on warm clothes, but on the other hand, for many months everything around looked gray and dull, and this did not contribute to a good mood.A light cool breeze forced the locals to wrap themselves in fur capes and complain to everyone in a row about the unbearable weather. I walked through the park only in a woolen dress and every now and then I caught the puzzled looks of students. Aristocrats are so fragile.The village in which our shelter was located was constantly covered with snow, often there were severe frosts, which covered the already cloudy windows of our closets with ice patterns. For the winter we were given sheepskin coats and holey woolen stockings. If, upon returning, there were more holes in the stockings than initially, one could run into a spanking.Memorie
The annual festivities in honor of the City Day were held on a grand scale. In the central square of Zamira, a large stage was built in a few days, where poets, musicians and other representatives of culture performed from the very morning.A performance on the city stage was considered almost the main achievement in the life of any artist, since all the participants for this action were personally selected by the royal steward. Folk festivals, fairs and festive concerts were held not only in the central square, but also in all the streets of the capital, more or less suitable for performances.The city breathed a holiday, joyful excitement seemed to capture every local resident. I wore a maroon velvet dress and a fur-trimmed wool coat. All winter clothes were made for me by Lady Amalia, although without my participation. The dress had some gold embroidery on the collar and sleeves, which was quite modest by Lady Holm's standards.I sent her a thank you note for not forgetting about m
Because of the stress and the spent strength, I really wanted to eat. Does the Reid house have a kitchen? Or does Caleb feed solely on the blood of captured dark ones?A small surprise awaited me outside the chamber door. More precisely, a large one, if you take the entire younger Air as a whole. Who would have thought that from a skinny and awkward kid he would turn into such a colossus. He and my brother were very similar in height and physique, I just got used to Aiden, but the catcher, by its very appearance, inspired an underlying fear. However, after today, my attitude towards him has changed a bit.- What are you? Reiner asked confused. He leaned lazily against the wall opposite the door.- I'm waiting.- What are you waiting for?“You,” he answered casually. I lost all my eloquence. I'm sorry, what?- Why? I felt stupid as ever, like I was talking to a wall. Will every word have to be pulled out of it? Reiner was in no hurry to answer, it even seemed to me that he himself did
Chaos reigned on the streets of Zamira, there were many times less people than half an hour ago, when we broke through to my house, but now looters and vandals were outrageous here. I ran to the Soviet building at the limit of my ability, and with every step I felt how the invisible thread that connected me with a new acquaintance was being pulled like a leash around my neck. I wanted to quit everything, give a damn about the debt and return to see if she came to her senses.Lane. I rolled this sweet name on my tongue and was surprised at my reaction. Used to analyze everything and approach everything from a rational side. In old manuscripts, I previously found a mention of attraction between the dark ones, but since Lane is an ordinary girl, this option was immediately dismissed. And is it worth believing everything that is written? In all my life I have not found a single confirmation of these rumors.On the way, I once again came across men armed with axes, beating shop windows and
"Peace," whispered someone nearby. I hardly opened my eyelids and tried to understand where, and most importantly, with whom I am now in the same bed. And only a minute later it dawned on me that Mira was my name, and Lane was sitting next to me, leaning back on the headboard.- She gone crazy? What else Mira? I croaked awake. The room was flooded with bright sunlight, and everything looked like it was nearing noon. His whiskey ached, and his eyes ached and watered from just looking at the window.“Sorry, I keep forgetting. Finally you woke up, I'm already tired of waiting. A maid came by several times, but I pretended to be asleep and didn't know what she wanted. The last time she brought two dresses, she jumped out of bed and moved towards the small sofa on which our temporary outfits lay.- How are you feeling? I asked, and immediately coughed. My throat hurt terribly and my nose was stuffed up, as if I were an ordinary mortal who caught a cold in windy weather. And it was strange,
Roland took care of all the expenses associated with our transfer to Nilek. And this could not but rejoice. Our and Lane's coins were barely enough to scrape together half the cost of one move.We set off on our journey the very next day. The portal hall was overflowing with people, moreover, the queue stretched almost to the next street. The tragedy that occurred in the central square prompted people to leave the capital. Already having experience in moving, I figured that we would have to stand in line until the next morning, but everything was decided much easier and faster. The magical names of Roland and Rainer are able to open any doors and overcome any obstacles.The day before, Aiden returned very late and immediately confessed that he would not be able to attend the engagement of a friend. He must stay in Zamira to help his father with the burden of business. In my soul, I felt relieved, for some reason, every day it was more and more difficult for me to be near the dark. A h
The summer-like hot sun mercilessly baked the back of my head. I rolled up both pants and dipped my feet into the cool water of the lake. The bluish mirror surface reflected rare fluffy clouds and crowns of nearby trees. A turquoise dragonfly flew past and hovered nearby over the water surface, sparkling its wings in the sun.It's good to be a dragonfly, I thought. You fly all day long back and forth and do not know grief. The fat frog appeared out of nowhere. A swift throw and the life of a tiny creature was cut short.In the same way, a couple of hours ago, my last hope for Nick's mutual feelings was cut short. And now the feeling of uselessness and bitter disappointment in myself corroded me from the inside. And all because of my friend Lisa. It was she who constantly praised Nick and made me pay attention to him.“Look what it is,” she sighed languidly. Well, I looked.Black-haired and black-eyed, like all dark ones, Nick was indeed handsome and, last but not least, bore a well-kn