Lincoln is an idiot.
That's what I kept telling myself after crying a river because of him. He was an idiot for thinking that I could ever date Alex. I mean, not that there was anything wrong with Alex, I just did not see him that way. Alex was like the brother I never had. But in this case, I was the biggest idiot because every time Lincoln hurt me, I told myself that it would be the very last time. Joke's on me. I don't understand why Lincoln was so insecure around Alex when the man was so sweet and harmless. Speaking of Alex, I had the right mind to call him and cancel, but my mother snatched my phone. I was just not in a great mood. I have been grumpy since I got home. My mother kept throwing me disapproving looks, especially because of my outfit. “Azania, I get that you are indoors, but could you at least wear something warmer and more… appropriate?” She finally said out of exasperation.The first thing I woke up to was the sound of crackling fire. Something was urging me to open my eyes, but I couldn’t. Someone touched my arm, and the first reaction from my body was electricity. As they moved their hands over my arm, the current in my body followed their trail. “Eva.” A voice called, and I froze. “Eva, can you hear me?” He asked gently, and my heart filled with immense regret. Lincoln. The last time I heard his voice, there was menace in it. He was full of hatred and anger. Just the sound of his voice was enough to break your spirit off. I could never forget how much he hurt me, no matter what. Whether he was under a spell or not, or the fact that Alex was pretending to him, he still managed to break my heart into pieces. His hands continued to move, and I felt like I couldn’t breathe from the current in my body due to the way it danced to him. Lincoln could control me with just a single touch. My powers were a
Sounds of flowing water filled my ears, and the smell of ocean water hit my nostrils.It flooded my mind with the memories of my father bringing me and Lincoln to the beach while we were still young. I still had a good memory of how we used to build sandcastles and joke about how we would become queen and king together, which was funny considering how our views changed as we grew older and lost interest in anything and everything to do with royalty.I always thought that was our destiny, but considering how much Lincoln had changed, our entire past felt like a lie.Lincoln had changed, he looked different, he was no longer as beautiful on the inside as he was on the outside, he held no humour, no adoration, just anger and hatred. He tried to get my attention, but eventually, he stopped trying.To think I had fallen in love with him, now I was not even sure what I felt for of him. The mention of his name, Violet, or merely the sight of him made me mad.A part of me longed for him, I mi
“Violet?” She fixed her perfect short silver jumpsuit and took baby steps towards Shalom and I, her walk so regal as if she was flaunting her beauty. Alex joined us, followed by Lydia. They looked like death. “Things don't have to end this way, all you have to do is surrender and hand yourself to the queen, that's all we want from you,” Violet said. “What are you talking about?” A male voice interjected, and the man I'd been dreading to see came into view. I don’t know what I was expecting to see, but he looked worse than I’d expected. He was thinner and sullen, and the clothes on his back looked a little too big on him. He seemed a bit darker in complexion, and if it was not for how ashy he was, I would have assumed that it was from the sun. The unkempt beard on his face made his face look thinner. He looked sick. I spent so much time battling between the hatred and love for him, and after everything that happened, I had so much anger, but now that I was standing in front of h
We were back where I did my training. I was held in Alex's arms while sobbing and to my despair, he could actually hold me and resist the electricity flowing from my body. Shalom was seating on a rock with Lydia sitting on her lap while she comforted her over the loss of her kingdom, everything had turned to smoke, and while the lake was still there, the door had vanished, and Lydia had no way to go to the other side. After seeing the body in that water, I started hyperventilating and Lydia had to teleport me here in hopes that it would help me to calm down. I’m guessing Alex thought teleporting was one of my strengths, he had freaked out and thought I had gone to confront Violet. I got up from the floor, leaving Alex's cold embrace. I paced around, my mind clouded with questions. “I don't understand it - why her? Why did they have to kill her?” I asked. “Killing my mother was not enough, but they just had to kill Lizzy too,” I choked on my words, trying to fight back the tears.
I walked my way back to the abandoned castle in baby steps, all the while ignoring Shalom and Lydia’s urgent calls. I was still shocked from my transformation, the girl I was when I was preparing to leave this place was like a distant memory, only a reflection of who I used to be. I didn't feel like myself, but I wasn't sure how to feel at all. What really happened? I asked myself. I picked up my scarf from where I'd dropped it, covered my face as tears poured down from my eyes like a waterfall. I had a lot of questions I wanted to ask, but then there was no one to ask. I was frightened, the things I did back there were nothing compared to what I'd trained, it was totally different and superior. It felt like what I did back there was nothing, as if there was still more powers in me, powers much more dangerous than this. I doubted I was the person I thought I was, after what I did, I believed there was more coming, Violet wasn't going to let this slide. There was still more where
I thought I was dying form the heartache, not even Lizzy could save me. I thought her presence would make me feel better, but I felt disconnected from everyone, and especially Lizzy. I spent the next five days with Shalom in a lake located at the far end of the kingdom, right after passing the last bit of hay. Shalom was teaching me how to use my powers without having to depend on my emotions. My powers simply relied on my mind, words, and body. I felt like a magician, and my distress helped to speed up the process. Today was my last day of training, but I wasn’t so sure if I was ready for war. I was going to be fighting against the man who once held my heart and the father of my child. I still couldn’t believe I was pregnant, the only sign of the so-called pregnancy was the absence of my period. I was sitting at the shore with my feet inside the water. This was the only place I could call beautiful in this dark place, the water reminded me of a beach, and the air around it was fr