She felt a force over her, compelling her, with difficulty she fell to her knees, her eyes rolled up, leaving white in it's wake. The last thing she heard was a painful grunt, last thing she felt was the necklace burning against her chest, like it would melt away the flesh around it then carve itself into the bone beneath.When next she pried her eyes open, it wasn't to the darkness of the night by the beach neither was it to the Moon that had been glowing above her some moments ago. Instead, it was to the sunlight that peaked through the leaves of the trees above her and she had to shield her eyes to protect them from the penetrative rays of the yellow sun above.She couldn't possibly be in another illusion, he knew how that had ended last time. It hadn't been pretty, for him. So whatever she was seeing right now, she was sure she had just hit her head, that was all. Soon enough, she would wake up and it would be like this never happened.Belladonna took in a shaky breath, and subcon

Almost as soon as they were gone, the white figure was running back, heading straight for her. This time around, Belladonna wasn't concerned about been seen or trampled upon in a way that would bring her pain.The figure passed through her like she was air, picking up the heart that had fallen to the floor. After that, the sky only darkened even more and the figure stilled from what seemed like shock."Brave one. You've killed the Black Stallion. What do you wish for in return for your peculiar bravery?" The voice was like thunder and it made Belladonna shiver. It sounded farmilar too and the next question the Bride Thief asked her explained why."Can you see me?"She shook her head."Of course. Another form."He said and the empty space in front of the figure, just like it had happened before, became a humanoid figure. Only that this one was taller and black, with golden line tracing it out. It felt so weird to watch but she allowed her gaze to linger, trying to make the height of

Belladonna felt beyound stressed. Any slight movement and her headache worsened. She was tired of begging the Bride Thief that she had seen enough and understood what he was trying to get at, even if up till now, she didn't understand a thing about why he had brought her her.What worried her even more was that she believed that by now, she must have slept for too long, too long that people might already think she was dead. Different imaginations about what might be happening right now crossed her mind as she tried to push them away, none was pleasant.Her eyes were blurry as she watched the sight in front of her. Overtime, with the many illusions that the Bride Thief had shown her, the white figure had grown bigger and taller. He was now, in fact, the King of a Kingdom, and for some reasons that she couldn't remember, he wanted to take a Queen but couldn't. When the Bride Thief was talking about it, they had all sounded like absolute garbage to her compared to her need to get out

Trigger warning - Physical violence.__Belladonna slipped into the room and ducked behind the nearest shelf. Regret had never filled her heart so much but now, she could even taste the bitterness at the back of her throat. The floor was cold against her butt, and even colder against the exposed part of it, the wood of the shelf she was hiding behind, digging lightly into her back that was mostly bare. Now that she was thinking about it, the Bride Thief could see her, which meant he was seeing her in this scantily dressed version of herself.If she wasn't in a life threatening situation, she would have cared. Her chest was raising and falling as she tried to catch her breath, then a thought of something being behind her, crossed her mind.What if it was something worse.Like a wild animal, a mad beast or something? She looked forward, finally observing her surroundings for the first time.There were gems in this room, different kinds of gems, possessing different shapes and glowi

The keys in her hand dropped to the floor and clanked, her body trembling, her eyes glistering with tears of fear, as she moved backwards slowly in a way that seemed so unnatural. Her lips quivered as they tried to form the words that were rushing through her mind but her tongue felt nailed to the roof her mouth that she couldn't speak despite how hard she tried.Then her hands clamped upon her lips, words pushing out through the space of her fingers."Your Majesty."She staggered back, the horror in front of her making her heart beat wildly, so much that she forgot the fear that the King caused her naturally. "Your ma-- your majesty." Her breathing interrupted the words she was saying. She staggered bavk against, shaking her head. Then abruptly, she turned, opened the door with clumsy hands and ran. Her tearful mumblings increasing the further she went, tears running down her face, her voice shaky and her sight a blur. "My mistress...your Majesty."Raquel had seen many things whil