**Katrienair's POV** “Oh, it's been a long day.” I said as I was brought into my own chamber by a maid. No it's not a long day, it's a big day. Back there in that cage, I never thought I'll be here. Like I'll be an army in this territory that have threatened to kill me so many times. Well I still do not trust them. Not after I've been appointed the crown prince as assistant. Everything about today looks like an illusion to me. I, Katty, now wearing an head of army coat. And my new name, Claudia. It's engraved on a golden pin on my coat. I pulled it of and glared at my image on the mirror. My hair's looking longer, still golden, dirty gold anyway. My eye brows were saggy (I'm tired) but I'm still that beautiful girl I know or rather beautiful woman. But this whole thing is still a shock to me anyway. More ridiculously, I saw Joel yet again. Well, he isn't Joel, he was introduced as prince Jullian. He's my assistant but why does he look so much like my

I was resting on his chest, my damp hair soaking his shirt. Tears dripped from my eyes. His story, how touching. I have loved ones by my side but I'm scared. Scared that something would go wrong and I won't be able to handle it.“why are you crying Ms?” he asked stroking my hair gently.“ I don't know.” I wiped off the tears. We were silent and I became conscious of where I was. I was leaning on him, I felt safe like I never wanted to leave.“I've missed you so much Katrienair.”He's never called me Katty and I love the way he calls "Katrienair" anyway.“ you are not supposed to miss me that much.” I teased.“but I do.” he smiled. “don't you?”I miss you more than you can ever imagine but you don't deserve to know, right?“i don't know.” I said.“we weren't close friends. You were just a part of my life on earth. One that can be easily forgotten.” I

    **Katrienair's POV**   As I sat at the table to read, I pondered on how my life has been. Like a soap opera, it's been too incredible to be true. It's my first day as an army of this kingdom, this world rather. How do I feel? My feelings is blank. Still unsure about some things. Questions like :Am I doing the right thing? Is this my destiny? The man in green light once told me that we choose our destiny, I'm scared my choice have made a wrong destiny for me.  It's okay to be scared, isn't it? Our lives can't be perfect and mine doesnt have to be. I'm reading cause i need to know the people I'm fighting before starting a fight. I was close to the end of the book when I heard a voice over my head.  “Good job Katrienair. ” it was a familiar voice.  “Joel? ” I gasped. “you scared me” His face darkened.  What again? My subconscious questioned.  “Julian or your Majes

 Kabal, Kabal, that's he's name. Now, I can't see through his mind. I don't know exactly why but I feel like I should watch him at least throughout today's training.***Kabal sat at the wooden table working away with the bow and arrow laid in pieces. Beside him, Dalaine, his new patner alongside with other new recruits of the legion sat. They were all hunched over their weapons, hard at working on carving the bows and tightening the strings. According to their trainer, “a warrior who knows how to strng his bow is sure of a good fight. Your sting determines whether your arrow wouldh hit its target or not. Weapons break in battle, break on jouney, you must know how to repair them within a inch of a second. The greatest warrior is the greatest blacksmith, cobbler, carpenter, mender of all broken things"The trainer, a young knight, walked through the rows of boys, leaning over, examining each one's work. " If you can't repair your weapon, you ar

After training that day, I invited Kabal over to my inner resting room to talk-- I had some questions for him. The little boy I rescued some weeks ago, now looks like a warrior. He's skilled and swift, that piqued my interest and now I'm ready to listen to him."Good day sire" he curtsized "you sent for me""Sit" he sat on a stool a distance away. "Tell me about you---I mean how you got here.""I'm honored sire" he bowed. " i got here as a slave when the demons took over our part of the white coven. They were able to  get break our shield, cause they got the key. Some of us were killed, my uncle, the king and my father was killed. Though, i was still a toddler but my mother told me all i know about that day. We were forced to take the mark sire.""You mean you're a witch" I never expected demons to be so naive... to the extent of harbouring witches, thinking enslaving them would make them quit fighting. Apparently, that has worked but not to all of them