With a long a willful sigh, I placed my hands on the cool wooden table that sat before me. I couldn't help staring down at the pattern of the table, slowly following the curves of the wood. Despite the room being full of angry murmurs and untrust, I found my self calm. My nerves, for the first time in the last few weeks had returned to their calm state. I knew that in my heart, what I was about to say was the right thing to do. Regardless of how Lucius felt, regardless of what was going to be said, I would follow through on my idea I had formed while waiting for everyone to gather.
Sebastion and I had decided that I would let my self get caught by the enemy. We will play right into their hands with a back up plan. We still had the communication pieces given by Atticus a long time ago. We could use them to communicate to each other and relay information back and fort
"You're really going to let yourself get captured Aria?" It had been hours since we concluded our meeting and had migrated back to the bedroom. It was late now, most of the lights in the castle had gone out. Many people would rest easy tonight, not knowing that their only means of keeping safe was because I was sacrificing my freedom so they could live safely. Even with this sacrifice, it still wouldn't atone for all the wrong I wrought on this world. I don't think I would ever be able to redeem myself. My hands, which where busy packing my satchel of extra clothes, stilled as I closed my eyes. I could feel the hurt in his words. They felt heavy and hung in the air. I wouldn't lie and say that a part of me wasn't a little nervous or maybe even upset that I was going through this. But I also knew that this was the only way we where going to get answers. Of course, I
Despite the rain that fell from the heavens, the birds still chirped and cawed out in the early morning. The leather reins from my horse where gripped tightly in my hands as I stared at the large castle before me. The tall white stone glittered even in the darkest settings. The dark and gloomy forecast didn't even hinder the glorious and grand look of the Palace. In fact it made it look even brighter, a beacon of good if you will. Looking upon the Palace I felt warm, even despite knowing that this would never truly be my home, I knew that I would always be welcome back here. After all, this is this is where the remaining members of my family where. It's funny, despite knowing that they are my actual family and even growing up with my cousin, I felt like a complete and total stranger. Would there ever be a time that I could come back comfortably and visit again? What
"Aria, why did you bring us here?" Sebastion asked softly as he stood beside me. I carefully brushed my fingers across the worn out and heavily neglected headstone of my parents. The surface was rough and coarse from the years of erosion. But still their names where etched into the stone, plain as the day it was chipped onto the surface. I smiled quietly to myself, fully knowing why I was here. It was the last time I would see their grave site. I wanted to be here with Sebastion one last time, before he had to bury me here with them. "Sebastion, do you remember what mom would always tell us when we were kids?" I asked quietly, a very blurred vision of my mother came to me. Her soft smiling lips, warm green eyes, black hair so soft and warm. The scent of warm baked apple pies burned heavily into my memories. The feeling of security and safety making me feel safe again after all these years. Slowly it faded, leaving
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I nursed a drink in between my hands, my body throbbing a sore. The recent beatings I received made my body tremble even as I sat. Sebastion, my one and only twin sibling, was sitting quietly next to me. He faired no better as he weakly brought the brown sloshing liquid to his lips. I couldn't help the wave of guilt that crashed over me but I couldn't bring myself to apologize either. Tonight had been a bad night. I had done something unspeakable. I murdered so many men, so many of our own people. Not that they didn't deserve it after all. They kept me locked up for the past month and spent all day making me into 'entertainment'. The rope burns on my wrist still fresh and blistering, my arms, chest, and back where burning with gash wounds from being whipped and stabbed. Sebastion received the lighter of punishments though. He was just punched relentlessly for my actions, because
People always dream of being in a fantasy. They dream of love, romance. They hear knights in shining armor and think of safety. But in my world...its hell. In my world, my parents are dead. My twin brother is all I have. As orphans we where sold to an assassins guild so some drug addicted couple could get a fix. Rape, murder, and abuse was all I knew for the first 15 years of my life. Whipped and beat to become an elite solider I never wanted to be. My innocence stolen so I could be of more 'value' to my fellow assassins. I hated my life. Some days offing myself just felt right, but my brother was there to face this with me. Through him I lived. It changed when we turned 21. Sebastion, my brother, and I where sitting at the local tavern near the Guild. We both had been through a really tragic event and we needed to clear out heads. At least that was until a man in a black cloak approached us.
So far this trip has been very quiet. Peaceful even. The birds chirped out loud, bees pollenated flowers, chipmunks chattered quietly. The breeze was nice, calm and subtle. Flowers filed my nose with pleasant smells, making it nice and relaxing as we trotted through the hills. Even the horses, normally wild and rambunctious, where enjoying the nice day. I felt at ease and at peace, despite having added baggage on this trip. I think my out burst earlier set tone for the trip. Which I was grateful for. Chatting wasn't necessarily my forte. Especially with men. Only Sebastion and I would talk openly to each other. "How far is this place?" I could feel the reins gripped tightly in my fists as Aspin spoke. The calm and wonderful feeling lost with his irritating words. Every ounce of my calamity was out the window. Aspin had asked this question five times already and it was grinding my nerves. I glanced over at Sebastion
It was just about sun down when we heard the faint whine of a horse. Sebastion and I had passed each other a weary glance before watching as a man on a black stallion approached us. This man, was an Adonis. Nicely shaped and, well toned arms. Nicely sculpted chest under his tight black cotton shirt. Black raven hair that dangled in his eyes and over his ears. It looked so soft and silky, like that of a well groomed dog. I wanted to run my hands through it, see if it really was soft as it looked. He had the darkest of blue eyes I had ever seen. An untamed storm that caused devastation in its wake. How much I wanted to be in that damn storm too. Aria, get your head together would you? Drool another time. Men where all the same, evil. I tentatively watched as his dark blue eyes caught me staring at him. A smirk slowly graced his face as he watched me. I wouldn't let him rattle me, he was good looking, I would not take that