Erin Nightwind Erin sat on her bed, staring out of the window at the fields of dandelion a few miles away from the castle. She hugged her pillow tight, wondering what it was that Duncan did to her that made her feel safe with him. Her eyebrows creased into a frown, and she chewed on her bottom lip. "Am I insane?" Erin inquired, tossing a worried gaze at the floor and returning it to the dandelions. It aided in calming her nerves. "How did I let a strange man into the kingdom?" She stood from the bed, throwing the pillow on the bed. She walked to the window, eyes rolling over the houses and hills that were situated metres away from the castle. She lifted her chin, gazing at the blue sky, which had no sign of the rain, but heavy pillows of dark clouds were gathered in the sky. Her heart constricted, and she splayed her fingers over her chest, massaging the spot that ached alongside her heart. Erin shook her head, palming her face and then resting her elbows on the window sill. Sh
Erin stayed in her room for a few hours before emerging to do something else. She had been talking to the flower about the things she enjoyed doing. Her head occasionally showed her images of Duncan, and she couldn't wrap her head around the fact that she was into a man she only met twice or thrice. A man that looked like her very own Darcy. Erin made her way to the courtyard, watching the servants going about with their daily activities. "Anna, would you like to pick some dandelions with me?" Erin asked her personal maid, who accepted enthusiastically. Erin waited, watching as Anna rushed over to the other side of the courtyard to pick up a straw basket. "Did you keep that there?" Erin asked when Anna approached her with the basket in her hand."Yes, I was hoping you would pick some dandelions today like you always do." Anna beamed, walking beside Erin as they made it to the beautiful and nicely scented field of dandelions. Erin chuckled, shaking her head. Anna was her most tru
A fat frog sat in her throat, restricting the flow of oxygen. Lola shook, widening her eyes and clinging to Erin's body. Lola was the eldest, but she had been born to depend on her sisters all of her life. Sometimes, she told Erin she wished she was dead because she was a curse and not a blessing. The knock sounded again from the other side of the door. "Who is it?" Anna asked in a confident voice. "It is I, Amelia," she announced, knocking again. "The fanged elders are demanding to see Erin." Erin's heart sank into her stomach at the discovery. What did they want with her? "Why?" Erin asked, crawling from under the bed and rising to her feet."I have no idea, but they await your arrival, and Father said to tell you not to keep them waiting," Amelia said and added, "Hurry so I can replace you," in a low voice that was barely above a whisper. Erin unlocked the door and stepped out of the room, throwing furtive glances around the hallway.Amelia threw her head into the room, scann
Erin's chest constricted and tightened her heart until it began to ache. Her chest heaved when she laid her eyes on Lola's body, which lay motionless and submerged in the water, while her red dress floated on the surface. "What did you do?" Erin's voice shook as she darted into the bathroom and dropped to a crouch beside the filled bathtub. Her hands trembled as she plunged them into the cold liquid, desperately pulling Lola's head out. Erin wrapped her arms around Lola's pale shoulders, crying, "Wake up," as she gently tapped her cheeks.Lola's eyes remained closed, and her chapped lips were slightly open. Erin was devasted, but there was still hope since Lola wasn't turning blue yet. In a panic, Erin screamed, "Help!" dragging Lola's body out of the tub. Erin winced when Lola's limp feet hit the tiles with a light thud. "Help!" A shrill sound flew out of her lips as she pulled Lola's body out of the bathroom. Managing to place Lola on the bed, she placed both her palms on Lo
Duncan Mirthorn "But she is the only family," Hildergard croaked, desperately glancing at the king with glossy eyes."That is the only way out," Felicia said, gathering what she had used to consult the goddess. "No," Hildergard panicked, breathing heavily as she snapped her gaze to meet that of Duncan. Duncan's heart twitched, and he looked at his father, hoping he wouldn't agree to eliminate Hildergard's sister. "I think we should kill her before she kills the entire kingdom," one of the elders suggested, and two more agreed, nodding their heads. "No, please," Hildergard croaked, crawling toward her sister, placing her hand on her feet. "She is the only family I have." Her sister struggled, growling at Hildergard for touching her. The rope tightened around her body, burning her skin. She screamed, almost rendering the occupants of the hall deaf. The king hummed, stroking his chin as if deep in thoughts. "We can not have her around, endangering the innocent people of this land
Duncan's heart leapt into his throat when he manoeuvred his way around the trees and sighted a girl in a red Cape sitting on the floor with her fingers clutched around her ankle. Fresh blood oozed out of the wound, which still had an arrow sticking out of it. "Me and my big mouth," she said with a soft voice as she covered her mouth with her palm, glancing furtively around the woods. It was difficult to get her facial features because the oversized hood of her cape covered her face.His heart twitched, and he pressed his back against a tree, becoming visible once again before he stepped out from behind the tree, but the girl still appeared to be oblivious of his presence. "Hello, are you alright?" He started, inching closer to her as remorse washed over him. "Do not come any closer," she rasped, fear oozing out of her skin, and she tried to stand on her wounded foot. "I am here to help," he said, and then proceeded to add, "I promise." He got closer to her, but his nose itched w
Erin GrendelErin stuck long silver earrings through the pierced holes of her ears, admiring her reflection in the mirror. She applied some brown powder and adorned her lips with a colourless lip gloss."How do I look?" Erin asked, spinning to meet Lola's gaze. A small smile graced Lola's lips, and she hummed before saying, "Like a princess." "Of course, I am one," Erin chuckled, and Lola followed suit. "You look stunning, and these earrings bring out the silver in those beautiful icy blue eyes you possess," Lola complimented, unable to hide her admiration for her sister. "I wish I looked like you." "Oh, come on," Erin ambled her way to Lola's bed, lowering herself on the soft mattress, saying, " You do look like me. I mean, we are sisters, and you even look better than I do." Lola creased her brows into a frown, shaking her head in protest, "You are a slimy liar." "No, I am not." Erin's voice went a notch higher than it was meant to. "Your beauty is out of this universe. Look a
Erin's rushed steps reduced to sauntering when she approached some maids, and a train of, "Good evening, my lady," followed each other, which she responded with a small smile. Once she was away from them, she increased her pace, taking the right turn that led to the twin staircase. Various paintings of generations of kings hung on the wall. An empty spot beside her father's painting caught her attention, and she stood in front of it, reaching a hand to feel the smoothness of the wall which was coated in navy blue paint. Someday, when she is crowned as Queen, her painting would be occupy that space. Her heart was constricted in her chest, and her breath caught up in her throat when she thought about all the responsibilities that came with ascending the throne as Queen. Her stomach churned, and she recoiled, pulling her hand back and holding it to her chest. "Why does it feel like the weight of the world will be on my shoulders when I turn Queen?" Erin asked herself, rubbing her shou