Zita looked at Abigail with hope. She was still kneeling when she asked, “Do you believe me?”
Abigail shook her head, and the spoke tiredly, “I don’t know, but I know you are not a killer.”
Zita was on her feet, with relief spreading out across her face. “Thank you… Thank you so much for trusting me…” She said tears are running down her eyes, but she was smiling brightly.
“We must find a way to correct this,” Abigail waved her hand dismissively. She was still trying to figure out what was going on. She went toward her bed and sat on it, despite wanting to just hide under the sheets.
“Ab…gail. Let’s go back to the palace.” Zita said from behind. She had a bad feeling about this. How could something that could hold life good? But Abigail ignored her. “Zita,” She called “what is the in a woman’s body that can hold life in its hand.”“I…I…do.. don't know,” Zita said“I think you do,” Abigail turned to the girl, and said seriously, “you are smart and wise and have things that I can never have. Please, think, let me save your life.”
The city was not what he had expected it to be with the dusty road and buildings made out of mud and straw. He had thought it would be more beautiful like the other Kingdom—Arkenta—which he had visited some months ago, but the reality could never be compared with imagination. Bola crossed the street and grimaced when he saw a wooden pane that was on a building, and was displaying two cups that had wine spilling from their mouth.The inn was not far from the market as the trader’s fingers had made them appear. It was just a few miles away. Standing on the entrance Bola could feel all his limbs begging him to go in and have the best sleep ever. It was an invitation which h
“No one knows,” the man said and gave Bola his food. He was rearranging the wine on the shelf to meet the order the taskmasters had placed on them.Bola carried his bowl of bread and mutton and sat on one of the empty tables, at the end closed to the wall. The men on the other end were still whispering among themselves, and Bola wished deep down that he could unveil what they were talking about. He shifted uneasily when one of the men from one of the tables lifted his eyes towards him, as if looking down on him. There was no smile on the man’s face, even as his eyes left Bola back to his company. Bola swallowed the first bite and gulped them down with a glass of chilled
“They would say it’s a foolish and stupid thing for a girl to do, but it’s my decision anyway.” She said with a shrug of her shoulders. Bola held her by the jacket and pushed her back to the chair.He then shook his head, “Don’t you know that the Watchers do not have any family of their own, these people battle demons all their lives, they put their lives in danger to protect the people on this side of the wall. Is that the type of life you want to lead?” Bola asked seriously. He did not add the fact that if a Watcher had a child, one would be heavily punished. Their whole like must be dedicated to the emperor alone. “You smeared my cloth wi
He swallowed the sorrow, using all his energy to keep his mind from going back to that night when the taskmaster had murdered his family in cold blood.“I am sorry to hear that,” Vera replied sadly. Her voice could not hide the lace of pity that Ginika always despise. “I need air,” He muttered as he wiped his eyes and walked towards the door. Ginika felt suffocated and could not stay in the room. At the moment, he especially felt like shouting or destroying something. Before, he was so busy running away for his life before the recent death of his family had fully sunk it.
“Now,” The man continued, “Each of you has been given a small portion of this fluid.” The white Vesslars—the women in white armor—jumped down from their horses and stood before the girls among the children.“If you are a Drudge, indicate now, because the fluid will kill you if you take it,” His threats hung on the air for some time, until a boy walked out slowly. As if that was a signal, others followed him, both boys and girls alike. There were about fifteen of them in total, and all dressed in fine clothes.“Good, you did well.” The man smiled, “The Watcher is not meant for Drudge” The rest of the children laughed at the slaves. Ginika’s face twitched as his eyes widen with a heat that ma
“Be the princess I could never be,” Abigail said and pulled away. She was looking into the girl’s eyes now, “Be that Queen that the world would look up to.”“I can’t do this, Abi. How could I even think about it? I can’t let you give up your perfect life for my pitiful, wretched life.” Zita said as she grabbed Abigail's arms. Abigail pushed her away to free herself from the other’s gasp. “It’s not your choice to make, and besides. Your life is not wretched.” Tears blurred her vision, but she wiped them away before Zita could see. “You are my friend and sister, Zita, and as long as I live, I will forever love you.”
“Wait!” She heard Ginika say, but she would not pay attention to some boy who thinks he knows how to control every situation.Abigail ignored him as she was fuming inside. She just continued to walk towards the men who carried the children. “Drop them down,” She said, and the whole crowd turned their heads to her. “I said, drop them down,” Abigail commanded, not caring about what the crowd was thinking of her. The Vesslars who carried the children looked at her with confusion for a while, and then, they all erupted into hot laughter as they watched her.Abigail observed hersel