We sat on horses at the entrance of the castle. The king commanded a grand entry like it was a very important person visiting. Julian's cousin, how important is he? There are a lot of family ties I still do not know of in this territory. One of which is the one king's nephew who the almighty devil takes so important. Julian being the only child of this same almighty, the owner of thousand mistresses, is still a shock to me. I heard rumours once that he kills his mistresses once they take in, how cruel? It's too bad to be true but if it is, then I think I know why he would do that. The smart king wants to protect the seat for himself, his own family line only. He doesn't want rivalry between brother or betrayal due to jealousy. He's really a wise father. He must have been through hell while Julian was gone. Maybe not...I can't say.Our visitors arrived, hundreds of horses and horsemen adorned with weapons of all sort. Their leader, I suppose the cousin, shook hands with us. He

It's quite amazing that Julian took all that happened that night seriously. He saw the both of us walk out of the hall. We didn't get the chance to say anything because the king's messenger interrupted. Though, I'm still very curious and also glad that Julian got really ioo9 jealous. After a stress filled day at work, I forced my eyelids shut but sleep was really far away from me. I had a lot on my mind and I was expecting someone. Emiliar, that witch promised to always be there for me. Where the hell is she now?! But I'm also happy she isn't here because right now I'm finding it hard to sleep, thinking of him. His stare, his smell, his taste, his touch, I just can't think straight. I feel like I've gotten myself into something I can't deal with. I heard a knock on my door, it was Raleigh. What could have brought him to my chamber this late today in the night? I remembered the look on Jul

That pervert! What would she be thinking now? I miss the days when I could access her thoughts at a glance. “ huh...” there's no other option than to lie. “ he missed doors. That jerk! He was drunk, he came in here and slept off. I was scared...why I sent for you. I had to leave the whole chamber for him. ”“ oh that's bad.” she jeered. “ You should learn to keep your doors shut at night...at least to prevent drunkards from barging in. Where did you spend the night then?”“No where really. Just hung around the garden. ” I yawned and sprawled on the bed. “ Me ...so tired.”She caressed my temple. “ oh baby...catch some sleep. Today's gonna be loaded with lotta work.” My eyelids snapped open.“lest i forget! Emiliar, you are training today.” she arched a brow. “i have a plan. I'll make coffee.” I jumped out of bed.“you're no

“ Katrienair, my sister” a voice came. I looked around, disoriented. The once snow land has melted to form a clear green phosphorescence on the open field. I mean—the snow land in my dreams.The silhouette of a lady standing afar was the only discernible figure on the field. It was raining and all I could hear was the forced breath of a being, muttering 'my sister'.Light flashed from the sky giving me a slight glimpse of the figure. A lady in blood stained white garment, her dirty golden hair covering her face. She was white—extremely pale.“my sister help me!” she screamed. It was like she's struggling with some forces threatening to take away her voice or even her being. As she screamed, her figure was suppressed to the ground, till it completely vanished. I tried to move but my limbs didn't budge, all was still. I could only blink and gasp. Green light flashed again, the figure was no more and her screams, all gone.***

I was fighting with all I've got on this mysterious battle field. I was fighting with monsters without faces. It was hard but I fought with all I've got. There was no armor, no shield, no peculiar weapon, just one sword—likewise the other monsters. It was like a sword fight and it all looked like I was winning despite being outnumbered. But suddenly, I collapsed to the ground, hot blood gushed out of my heart. I should have died but that world cleared away quickly and I appeared in another. An open field—empty and sandy. I was running, then I fell into a pit. I got enveloped in a metal web, like a chain. I struggled to get out of the chain but it was just too strong and tight. I saw faces above the pit. They jeered at me as they drew me out of the pit. I helplessly watched them roll away the stone at the lake of fire ready to throw me into. I looked around, the people around were strangers—Emiliar, Alistair, Julian, no one was there to help.Then a voice cam