King Arthur stared at Mena for a long time, his eyes couldn't believe who stood near him, he didn't know what to think. If this is the Mena he fell in love with or the witch that took her place. With shaky eyes, he stared deeply into her blue eyes, they looked calm, gentle and filled with love."Mena" he whispered with a rising emotion in his heart, "Is this really you?" He implored to be sure, this time, he does not want to make the same mistake he made eighteen years ago. Mena stared at him with a smile, her eyes welled up in tears, she couldn't believe that she would be able to stand near the man that she loves, the man who was taken away from her by her sister, her evil sister who has never wanted her happiness ever since they were kids. Mena knows how many sacrifices she has made just for Suna to be happy but she wanted more, even to the extent that she took her love and her child as hers.With affection in her eyes, she held King Arthur's hand and wrapped her fingers around him
The door of the dungeon opened, Lilia looked up and saw Natacha who walked in with a tray of food. She placed beside Lilia who looked surprised, glanced at the food and back at her, "Why did you bring this? And didn't any soldier see you with it?' I asked all at once. Natacha scoffed, she opened a plate and the smell of cooked corn filled my nose. The food looked good too and the sight of it made my mouth water. I watched Natacha as she began to eat, she didn't say a word but ate continuously, her eyes searching my gaze as she ate. Soon, she finished the whole meal, drank a cup of water and smiled, "Now let's start" she announced.I looked at her with firm eyes, did she just bring in her food to make me yearn for it, this girl is unbelievable!Natacha saw the look on my face, she burst out into laughter, "Just look at your fave princess, you should have told me to bring some for you. This is my night portion and I decided to share it with you". She said, I nodded and fixed my gaze
"How is Orlan doing?" Dr Hitler asked me, as I wanted to step out of his office. "He's gone already sir." I raised my head to him. "Just a week and he's gone. He is really a jerk. Who visits his love for just a week and leaves." I knew where the words with make a stop and quickly I dropped the files and bid him bye, with a hastened step. I closed the door behind me and sighed. I walked to the secretary and worked on a blood sample with her. We filed it and I walked into my office, met a rose, with a tag on it. I froze at the door, looked left and right, behind me, maybe someone would look suspicious of keeping something like that there. Knowing fully well that I have two apparent enemies in the hospital, I checked for them, before going in, into the office. I moved to it and Dr Hitler appeared behind me, he peeped from above me. "What's that?" He asked with a suspicious tone. "It's nothing sir. It is just a gift." I responded "Hm, it is..." He muffled. I walked in alone and shut
AUTHOR'S NOTE~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Thank you for giving my story a chance. I hope you enjoy the story as you follow me on it. Please do not forget to vote, comment, and give your reviews for it'll be greatly appreciated.This story is purely a work of fiction; no character name or location is related to anyone or anywhere. But if you find any, it's purely coincidental; do not take it to heart. Everything used here is mainly to enhance the enjoyment of the readers, and I do not mean any harm to anyone nor any authority. Thank you!!!~~~~~~~Stretching my lazybones on the bed after the night bell rang, the time was fast spent. No, there was no school and I'm one person who wasn't supposed to do anything in the farm as I was too young to join in the house activities. And why would I when I had it all? The day seemed a bit off as I woke up in the middle of the night. I heard loud screams from outside our house. My heavy eyes couldn't bear not to peep at what it was that erupted such a loud
I ran into a hut, long forgotten hut I guess, made from hay and sticks that were tied together firmly, with plant ropes.As I got into the hut, panting heavily, I gripped onto my throbbing chest, as I tried to catch my breath."It has been a long run and I guess this place will make a good comfort for the night." I thought, and walked quietly and slowly pass the dried sticks that creaked as I stepped on them.I pushed the God knows how long old door open, and peep from the little space that was created, as I pushed the door more. "How come no one stays here and the inside looks this neat and well arranged?" I pondered and stared dumbly at the interior arrangements of the hut, which looked a little bigger from the inside than the outside. The door opened fully eventually and my right foot went in first. Then I peeped a little closer as I pushed my head forward and held the door knob tightly, "just in case someone lives here." I thought again and walked out of the house, looked around
Erl Reyhound brought me into a house, through the tunnel, and he dropped me from his back. I twirled to take a look at the house and it was beautiful and enormous. I stared at the paintings, hung on the wall, and one caught my eyes. Erl Reyhound stood near Dyth-orak. The legendary warrior that died, 300years ago. It wowed me and I walked towards the painting, moved my hand on it, and its rough surface, to check if the painting was real, as I saw him stand beside him it. It was quite amazing. Obviously, he is absolutely one of the legendary werewolves for he to be painted years ago before the birth of Taseaus Eil, the one that is still alive till date, whom I thought was the oldest werewolf. I was startled as I heard sharp clangs. I turned around and found no one; the room was in a grave silence and my heart started to pound as I saw that the room was left to me. "Hey Reyhound!" I called. "Reyhound where are you at?" I called again, softly as I tiptoed to the nearest door."Hey" he
As early as 5:00am, Reyhound was already up from bed and the scent from the spicy chicken soup he was preparing woke me up. I rubbed my hand on my eyes to see clearly, and I yawned, covering my mouth and sat up on the bed. I looked around the blue world and it looked more beautiful, like it had been repainted and restructured overnight. I exhaled and sighed softly as a sign of relief, from the previous day's stress. I scrubbed my butts on the soft surface, as I dragged myself to the edge of the bed, tucked my feet into the puffy bathroom slippers that was already on the floor, beneath the bed, by the edge. "Wow" the slippers looked cool and beautiful, as I looked at it and felt it. I moved into the bathroom and put off the robe that was on me. A white big robe, the robe was bigger than me. Obviously the girl that the room was made for, was much taller than me. I hurled the robe and walked into the bathroom to take my bath. I was done with bathing and dressing, which took almost a
"Hey, girl!" Someone said to me."Ow!.. I'm sorry, who are you?" I asked as I grunted, probably just waking up from the long sleep. "I am Myris." She answered me in a low, soft and sweet voice. She was about 5feet tall and had long eyelashes on. Her face was oval in shape and she wore a smile as she talked to me. Her black gown flapped as the wind gushed in. She stood up from her crouch and dabbed my forehead with her warm hands. "Okay..." I said with a sprinkle of forced smile and confusion as I tried to sit up, which didn't go well enough as I failed sitting up. "Do you remember anything?" Myris asked as her gaze was still fixed at my face strictly. A bit of worry was written over her face."I think, I remembered walking out of the house." I said and nudged my head. "Oh...! Where's Reyhound?" I grabbed Myris by the arms."We don't know who Reyhound is" she scoffed."Oh God!" I held my head "I was about to have the chicken soup and then I went out to get Reyhound... Then I felt a