บททั้งหมดของ Lucevkin Dreams: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

-Karen-"Hey! What's that blue thing?" a man suddenly asked. Oh no! Lizette was wearing a blue dress! "Stay away from me!" Lizette's terror-filled voice shouted from feet away. No! Leave her alone! The voice in my head shrieked shrilly."Look at this sexy treasure!" I heard a second man say gleefully."Yes, indeed!" Another chimed in just as gleefully. "She's pretty cute! What do you think, gentlemen?" Can I save her without risking my own life? I don't know what to do!"Please just leave me be!" I felt warm tears trickle down my face as she screamed for mercy. I did my best to stifle my tears and emotions, so I would not meet the same fate that I knew she was going to.The men cruelly laughed as I heard them assault her. I dropped my head into my hands as I could only listen to her take the beating they had dealt her. Poor Lizette. "Well, she can't fight back now, fellas," the first man proclaimed proudly. Lizette cried out again, but I could hear that she was extremely injured. She

-Karen-"So, son, what did you find as you ventured out? Did you find any weapons or anything of use to our cause?" The king asked flatly. I could hear the echo of boots approaching as I tried not to breathe, overwhelmed by a new sense of dread. The boots stopped before my face, sending shivers down my spine. Breathe, Kay. The cold anger in his following statement spoke volumes. "I sent you out for weapons and intelligence." A sharp yank of my hair brought me to my feet in an instant, and I whimpered in pain. "And you bring back a purple rat?! Conor! This is not what we came here for!" The man screamed angrily, then turned back to me, grabbing my jaw and glaring hatefully. In the background, I could hear the Queen and Head Mage talking, their voices hushed and unintelligible.I bit my bottom lip so hard that I could taste the blood on my tongue. "What wretched sewer did this nasty little rat come from, Conor?" The king released my hair and jaw, slowly circling me. I stood there tremb

-Conor-"Conor, since she's your pet now, get your doctor and fix her injuries or put her down. I don't care either way. As for the rest of you, get rid of these bodies, and someone brings me my damn whiskey! I need a fucking drink after dealing with that psychotic rat," Zachary ordered, walking back to the throne. I need a drink too!Conor walked over carefully, picked up the violet-haired mage, and started to leave quickly. She is messed up, but I want to keep her now!"Wait, Conor! Give me that purple crystal of hers. That's the source of her magic, so we need to take that away to ensure she doesn't go on a crazy rampage again," Zachary explained as a guard walked up and took the spherical crystal from her bloody hand. "That's how we were able to subdue Winholt. Shattered crystal means no magic."As the moments slowly ticked by, it was apparent that it was becoming harder for her to breathe. "Stupid crazy mage, but what an absolutely remarkable spirit!" Conor murmured to himself as

-Conor-A week had passed, but Karen was still sleeping soundly when Conor and Bart decided to move her to a different room out of the way from regular palace traffic on the third floor directly above Bart and Joanne's tiny apartments. Perfect! They found a suitable room with a view of the partially destroyed town below. I want her to have a window to look at something other than stone walls. The room had a full-sized bed with small side tables on either side of the bed. Conor and Bart each brought in a chair in addition to the plush chair already in the room in the corner by the door. There was a small four-drawer dresser on the wall opposite the bed.As soon as Karen was settled in the new room, Bart and Joanne left to continue organizing their medical ward while Conor stayed with her. Karen was in a new patient gown as they had not been able to find any clothes that would fit her from all the clothes that had been seized. What should I have made for you? I better not overthink abou

-Karen-I slowly opened my eyes and waited for them to adjust to the slight brightness of the room. I looked down at my hands and saw I was in shackles. Am- Am I alive? I could hear yelling out in the hall beyond the door. I tried to stretch a little bit and felt several sharp pains radiate from different spots on me. I slumped against the pillows and tried to piece together how it could even be possible that I was alive right now. There's no way that I should be alive right now. I was bleeding to death. How is this even possible? And what about the Queen and Head Mage? What happened to them?! I groaned from the pricks of pain that came and went."Lizette, I let you down. I let you die because I'm a coward." I sat silently for what felt like forever as I thought about Lizette and her final moments. "I could have probably summoned my soul jewel to save you, but I was Too afraid to try to do the right thing." I thought about the prince and his lunatic of a father, cold and calculating.