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Dueling Kingdoms - Part 6
Here are the previous chapters if you haven't checked them out! While Kris subtly held her lower abdomen, the earth-shattering reality of everything became unbearable and her world began to swirl. “Roy..” a mere whimper escaped as Kris’ vision began to blur. “Woah! Kris! Easy there, you're alright. I got you." With concern on Roy's face he gently guided Kris towards the ground in an empty meadow. As Kris came through the fainting spell, she erratically pushed back screaming “Don’t touch me!” As she brought her knees to her chest. Scared he might feel the subtle changes happening in her body, she couldn’t risk him finding out, not yet anyway. “I…forgive me Kris, I merely wanted to make sure you’re alright.” “I’m fine, I just stepped wrong.” Although Roy was skeptical, he dropped the subject, and asked Kris to expand on her thoughts of her royalty. “You said earlier you believed you were, or are, royalty? Enlighten me Kris, why do you believe this?” “Surely you must know?” Roy laughed in bewilderment, “I can attest to it that I haven’t the slightest idea.” Roy’s eyes glistened with curiosity and had depth to them as if he wanted me to share my thoughts openly. Yet, here I am hiding my abdomen and being hypervigilant about everything. Clearly I wasn’t off to a good start. “Kris?” Roy called my name as if pulling me from troubled waters, “Oh right, my apologies. I discovered this tale of two kingdoms, one between your parents prior to their divide, and Kingdom Haus, who now reside on the far side of the mountain. Does this tale sound familiar?” “I’d be lying if I said no.” Dropping his eyes, Roy broke eye contact, taking in a shaky breath and rubbing his knee as if a secret had just been exposed. “So you knew?!” Kris rose to her feet, anger sputtering through her body, trying to breathe steadily to avoid another fainting spell. “Kris, please…” “After all this time?! I trusted you! I’ve freely put my life on the line for you and the Queen! And for what? To be your puppet?” Kris felt betrayed by Roy, perhaps Prince Coy spoke plainly, albeit deceitful in his tactics, but at least he spoke plainly! Coy tried to show me the truth about my true identity. I was just too stubborn and blind to notice! I could only see him through my bias as a vile monster, oh what a fool I am! “Kris, I can explain.” “Now you want to explain Roy?! No! You don’t get to just talk your way out of this!” Before Roy could respond, Kris quickly spun on her heels and ran into the depths of the forest to be alone in her thoughts. Most of all she needed a safe hiding place as she knew Roy would surely look for her.
By Sibley Shamra8 months ago in Chapters
Dueling Kingdoms - Part 3
Part 1, written by Rowan Finley: Part 2, written by Sibley Shamra: Part 3, by Rowan Finley, below: It had only been three days since the attack and the negotiation that had taken Kris from the castle. Of course, Roy tried to be stoic, as any prince would strive to be. However, inside he was experiencing utter turmoil. He was used to Kris being around and the three days had felt more like three years.
By Rowan Finley 8 months ago in Chapters
The Paradox of Us. Chapter 4
The alley smelled of rotting vegetables and wet newspaper as Lucian pressed himself against the damp brick wall. His pulse hammered against the cracked chronometer in his palm—its faint blue glow the only light in the suffocating darkness.
By The Lost Books - "Libri Perditi"8 months ago in Chapters
The Paradox of Us. Chapter 3
The winding streets of Montmartre smelled of fresh bread and turpentine, of rain-slicked stone and the faint metallic tang of the funicular cables overhead. Lucian's polished oxfords clicked against the cobblestones as he climbed, each step sending a jolt through his still-tender ribs from the crash landing of his last temporal jump. The chronometer beneath his sleeve burned now, its pulse irregular and feverish against his skin.
By The Lost Books - "Libri Perditi"8 months ago in Chapters
When the Moon Learned to Cry. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
ChatGPT said: When the Moon Learned to Cry In the quiet village of Aeloria, nestled between the dark forests and the shimmering lake, there lived an old woman named Maelis. She was known for her wisdom and her strange connection with the moon. On every full moon night, she would climb the winding hill behind her cottage, sit beneath the great oak tree, and gaze at the moon as though it were a dear friend. The villagers spoke of her as a keeper of secrets, one who could communicate with the stars and understand the language of the sky.
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