After discovering a realm outside of her own, Nemesis is thrust into a war-torn world. With the path winding in front of her, and the past sneaking up behind her, what can she do?View More
"Nemesis?" I hear again throught the wall. I didn't answer, I was too tired, and too scared to bother with the voice. I shut the drawer, and left the room. I needed to find Gideon. I went back down the hallway to the ballroom. "Nemesis?" I heard coming from the hallway. I kept on moving, looking for Gideon, and trying to get away from the voice. I could hear footsteps behind me, so I started running. I didn't know where I was going in this place. Without my memories, it was a huge maze. I just kept running. I was about to make a turn, and was snatched into a room, by a stong pair of arms. I fought back, and tried to struggle. "Princess, it's me. Calm down, OW!" I realized it was Gideon as I spun around. "I'M SO-" I tried to apologize as he put his hand over my mouth. He put his finger over his lips, indicating me to be quiet. He pulled me over to what looked like a closet, and popped open a secret compartment in the wall. He turned around and sprayed some kind of musky smelling spray
"Gideon?" I called out again, this time walking to the other end of the ballroom. I saw another door, and walked out into another dark hallway. This one had white floors, stained with rust colored spots. There were silver accents all over the molding, and the doors were a creamy off-white color. I came to a staircase at the end of the hallway, and followed the steps up to a huge, beautiful sitting area, with burgandy velvet chairs, and a blonde-wood table between two of them. Off to the left, there was another hallway with similar decor. Before venturing off down the hallway, I noticed that there were cups and plates still sitting on the table, like someone left in a hurry. I looked at the cups, seeing that the liquid had long since evaporated. I thought back to my parents. Were they sitting here, having tea? Were they inturrupted? I started down the hallway to the left. There were silver engravings on each of the doors. I once again came to a door with another silver 'N'. Only this t
Gideon sighed, and tried to usher me down another hallway. "Let me just do my thing.: I told him, frustrated, and wanting to explore more. "You don't know what memories this castle holds.... For more than just you." He admitted. I looked at him, seeing the sadness in his eyes. "We lost our King and Queen, their heirs, the rest of their whole tribe the day your parents disappeared. There are rooms in this place that I'll never enter again." He stopped to look at me. I tried to be interested in the paintings on the walls, then shifted uncomfortably. "What do you mean, 'When they disappeared?' My parents were killed." I asked him, then informed him. I shook my head, I could never get a clear answer out of anyone. "Nemesis, who told you that your parents were killed?" He asked me, a serious look in his eyes. "Pretty much everyone since this whole thing started, and I found out that my 'parents' aren't really my parents." I told him, continuing down the never-ending hallway. "They were ne
I could feel it in my bones as we rode closer to the ancient castle. The stone colors in the mountain side changed from a deep brown to a black void. The grass grew darker until it was black in color as we approached the outer castlegrounds. "You're still sure you want to do this?" Gideon asked me, as we approached. I looked at him, and nodded. I was on the seemingly endless search for answers, and I was going to get them. As we got closer to the walls of the outer garden, I could see vines that looked like they were dripping with black ink. I reached out to touch one, only to get my hand slapped down by Gideon. "Don't touch those! You'll be asleep for a century, easily." He told me, realizing I was scowling at him. "What are they, anyways?" I asked him, still eying the sedative plant before me. "Nightshade's undertow. It is part of the deadliest gene of plants in the Fae kingdom. Don't touch it, unless you want to be either asleep or dead." He told me, almost glaring. "You know,
“Was it Alexander?” I asked her, hoping that I didn’t already know the answer. She nodded. “His son Declan tried to claim saol gra, but the prince had already claimed you. He felt the bond the first time he was in your pregnant mother’s presence. “There was a whole trial after your parent’s deaths. Declan tried to make his claim to the fae high council, which is the only higher power that the royal families answer to.” She started. I nodded, urging her to continue. “The council temporarily denied the both of the claims, stating that both of them had to wait until you matured to lay their claims, and that you would be bonded to whomever you felt the connection to. You were supposed to go into protection, so you couldn’t be swayed either way, or succumb to magic to sway you. Alexander kidnapped you before you could be taken into that protection." I could feel the te
I grabbed the blanket and pulled it around me. It was cold in the room, and I could feel the cold in my bones. I looked out the window, to see a blanket of winter caressing everything outside. The building overlooked a beautiful mountainside, with a thick forest as far as the eye could see. There were people walking around in the courtyard below, which was also covered in a thick blanket of snow. There was a huge stone gate surrounding the yards, and a drop down hatch to let people in and out of the courtyard. The sky had a beautiful purple hue, and I could see birds flying in the distance. ‘Purple sky?’ I thought to myself. I turned away from the window, and headed for the entrance to the room. I wasn’t surprised to find that the door was locked. I sighed, and went into the bathroom for a hot shower, before panic and frustration set in. The bathroom was just as grand as the rest of the room. The room see
“Okay. You said you’d never lie to me. Why tell me that you’ve waited 700 years for me?” I asked him, giving him a glare. If looks could kill, he would have been dead in that moment. “It is… Complicated. I am not lying to you, I did wait 700 years for your arrival.” He said, simply. “How old am I?” I asked him, not sure if he knew. “Nemesis, you’re not supposed to ask about a lady’s age.” He said, jokingly. I huffed at his answer. “If my parents were fae royalty, why did I grow up in the human world?” I asked, wanting real answers to my questions. “Your parents were NOT fae royalty. However, the power that your tribe possesses can save the whole fae race.” He answered bluntly. “I was told that they- YOU WERE TOLD WRONG!” He interrupted before I could finish my statement. “Anyone other than me, who states that they are fae royalty, are ly
I couldn't help but stiffen at his touch. The whole 'dream' about Namhaid, the saol gra 'bond', the supernatural world, it was all starting to feel like too much. "Nemi, are you okay?" Declan whispered into my ear. I nodded, not wanting to make them any more suspicious. After everyone else cleared out, it was just the four of us. "Nemi, are you sure you're okay? You just don't seem like your norm." Talia said, after a few minutes of uncomfortable silence. I was staring off into the distance, trying to picture the foresty area from my dream. Namhaid told me that he will never lie to me, and for some strange reason, I actually believe him. "Yeah, I'm just still a bit foggy, I guess." I told her, attempting to keep my train of thought, and carry on a conversation. "Nemi, you never did tell us why you ended up here without Vic." Cian offered an alternative subject matter. "I already said to ask Alexander." I snapped in response. Cian shot me a h
I jumped at the touch, and turned around. It was Declan's dad. "Alexander?" I said out loud, with a suspicious tone. "Nemesis, let's allow them this long-awaited reunion. Come on, I'll let you drive me home." He told me, with a smile on his face. Why had he suddenly gone cold? I tried to remember meeting him in the past, and if we had ever come in physical contact before. "I really don't feel comfortable about leaving her alone with a woman that she doesn't know." I explained, knowing that Vic had a terrible jugement of character. “Of course I know her, Nemesis! She’s my mother!” Vic yelled from her bedroom window. “You don’t know her, Vic! I really think you need to wait until your dad get’s home, and let them sort all of this out! And since when do you call me Nemesis? What is wrong with you?” I yelled at her in response.
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