Camrye’s POV
She refused to answer more questions as she pushed me out of the house after I had confirmed that she was a blind person, and was capable of running such a long journey, what a strange woman I had met, i didn't think much about it as my mind raced, the potential threat on my life for a reason I didn't even know about was eminent. Whoever these cysts were, I could tell they were powerful but I had never heard of them in the kingdom. Glancing back continuously, my heart pounded heavily against my chest, and sweat gathered on my forehead. I was already getting tired and for some reason, I knew they were behind me. I needed to put more distance between us. The sounds of horses drifted into my ear and I paused in my tracks glancing around to find the source of the sound, when I finally located the shed down the street, I ran over and pushed the door open, the horses neighed as they had been startled and I tried to calm them down but they aren't responding, going over to the horse that had actually listened and dragged him out of the shed in a hurry. I prayed for forgiveness as I was about to commit a heinous act of stealing and jumped on the horse and spurred the horse forward, running faster than I had been on my feet, the cool wind slapped my face and I squinted just so I could see where I was going. My heart was stuck in my throat as the images of those dark figures were enough to scare a man to flee. After what felt like the time to tale an ineme to burn, I exited the town of Drenmark and into the forest, the path was straight but I didn't slow down or stop until I felt as though I had created a safe distance between us. Pulling the horse by the neck, we slowly came to a gallop and then stopped. I controlled the horse while I glanced back at the path I had just come from. When there was no one behind me, I finally relaxed, jumping down from the horse and holding it close. What was stopping them from coming after me, I got off the path and moved on to the part of the forest which was slightly thicker. If they did come after me, I would need to jump back on and ride away, but there's no way they would find me here, I hoped. The horse neighed once in a while but followed behind me and then tied him to one of the tree trunks, grabbing my cloak and splayed it on the ground close to him, i had the urge to set fire as it was a bit chilly but it would only draw attention towards my location. After laying down on the cloak and the cold seeped through, I let out a sigh, there had been no peace since I had saved myself from those mines, I had been running nonstop and now I had some strange creatures coming after me, in my belongings, I fished out the marble once again and stared at it in confusu=ion and making sure that it was safe before placing it back on my body. At the same time, I felt an object and remembered what Lorwein had handed to me, pulling it out and gazing at the letter, her warning rang in my ears and I suddenly didn't have the need to be lying down in the middle of the forest alone and defenseless, jumping back onto my feet, I placed the letter back as I wouldn't be able to see it, proceeding to untie the horse while glancing all around me. This was a mistake, I shook my head in despair, regretting my decision to pause in the forest and to take a breather as I felt a familiar dark and ominous presence. They were coming, I felt the hairs on my skin stand on edge as I jumped on the horse and spurred it forward, but unlike the first time, he refused to move. “Come on, move, move,” panic had set in stone in my heart as the horse neighed, the fear exuding from him as though he could also feel the ominous presence that surrounded us and threw me off its back before sprinting away leaving me on the forest floor. I groaned but didn't linger on the floor, picking myself up on my feet and running faster but there was only a distance I could cover as I felt the presence surround me, fear gripped my heart as I saw the dark figures in line with the for=est shadows, mu breathing came out in gasp and a small fog formed in front of my lips, it had become quite chilly and cold. The figures were getting closer and closer and I had no clue what to do. I didn't think, but moved as I grabbed a stick from the forest bed and swung it rather too dangerously. But though with the amount of strength I applied, I knew it was not going to do anything with fingers that had such power. “Who are you and what do you want with me?” I roared out loud, even though I hadn't set my eyes on them. They moved with great speed that I could barely keep up in the dark, shifting on my feet, my eyes started in an attempt but failed miserably. One thing I was certain of though was that they were getting closer and closer, my skin tingles and the hairs at the back of my neck stood at the dangers lurking. “Why wouldn't you leave me alone, I have no money nor what you seek,” screaming at the top of my lungs just so they could hear me. Did they understand the language of man? a question that if answered wrongly would greatly hinder me from conversing with them. The first cyst caught my eyes, up close, I could barely make out a face or other features as I stared at it, gripping the stick in front of me and taking slow and careful steps backward without taking my eyes off it, not even for a second. It neared me and something within me stirred, building up slowly, the cyst glided over the grounds and was up close in my face. I felt like staring death straight in his eyes. The feeling within me surged forth as though deadly to burst, but before it did, a terrifying shriek escaped the cyst before me but I saw no lips or face even, just darkness. All around me, multiple shrieks joined and echoed in the dark and gloomy forest and I was thrown into a deep confused state. The shrieking continued and a lot of the cysts came out of hiding and went berserk when a man stepped out from behind the tree lines with an object in his outstretched hands, his lips moved but no words could be heard as he advanced forward. The shrieks grew louder and louder, so much so I pressed my hands against my ears to cover them and in the next instant, I watched in surprise as they disappeared into thin air one after the other and within seconds, they were all gone, the forest returned back to its silent state.Camyre’s povIt was a normal day in the land of arcanis, a blissful and wonderful day as I liked to be optimistic about certain things. I was happy because why shouldn't I be?I had my family by my side which was all that mattered, although they weren't my family they had adopted me when I was just a child, picking me up from the orphanage and I had lived with them ever since.It was just me, Maxon and Sheryl, their children, Kolenor, who was the oldest, and their little twins, Avalon and Eleanor. They had treated me as though I was their child.Their love and care have been my constant in a world that seemed to spin on quietly, far from the grand dramas of Arcanis’s capital.My days are spent in the forge, shaping metal into useful tools and sturdy weapons. I must say that the work is demanding, but yet even with such stress applied, I find satisfaction in creating something useful from raw materials. This has been in my family through generations—The blacksmith’s craft. It runs in
Camry’s POV:The pearl shone with a brilliant light bright enough to draw the attention of others which I would rather not garner as these lots were savages and a glimpse at such an object and the whole cave would burst into an uproar.But before that could happen, there was a slow rumble beneath our feet and I froze in my spot, unable to move as I glanced around in confusion, wondering what was going on when a voice bellowed out loudly, “It's about to come down, everyone out,” he yelled and it was chaos as everyone struggled to get out of the cave.The thought that this might have been my fault dressed my mind as I gazed down at the little box in my hand before tossing it to the side and racing towards the exit, shards of little boulders dropped from the ceiling like rain and I panicked as I realized I wasn't remotely close to the exit.My breathing increased as it hammered deep in my rib cages as I struggled over the previously drugged bedrock, the others pushed and pulled against e
Camyre’s POV:Pushing my way to the top, my hands were the first to come up the surface, struggling and pushing the upper half of my body up the surface of the pile of rubble, dusting myself off and taking a huge burst of air to feel my oxygen deprived lungs, dabbing at my eyes to remove the particles that had trickled within.After taking in huge gulps of air, I scanned the mine, or what it would have been if it was still standing. The area was deserted, devoid of any human life. Taking in deep breaths, frowning as I realized they had left us behind, abandoned us in the rubble.I groaned, wincing as I pulled the rest of my body free from the pile of rocks. Each movement ached, but I had no choice but to keep going, and finally, I came up free, my clothes were tattered and my lungs burned continuously.Dusting myself off, I trudged through heaps, deep within the first, it was dark, a crescent moon hung in the midnight sky, and the shadows in the forest were barely visible, but it had
Camyre’s POVThe month of the winter solstice, recalling the period in which I had left home, summer had just arrived, how in the world were we in winter, “That can't be possible,” I countered in disbelief, a frown on my face as I shook my head, they all stared at me as though I was insane and didn't know what I was saying.It really couldn't have been up to six months, that would be ridiculous, I had been under that pile for six months and managed to remain alive.The bartender didn't have enough patience as other customers entered the tavern and were hailing her to order.“Wait, wait,” I rushed to say, stopping her in her tracks, a look of disgust present on her face on her face, “I still need that space to stay, anywhere would be alright ma'am, just to get out of the rain for a little while,”Her eyes scanned me up and down, contemplating whether or not she would let me stay, she arched an eyebrow and I rejoiced in my heart, You can ‘n't have the stables, can’t give you one of the
Camyre’s POVHis word resonated in my head, ridiculous as it might sound, what other way would you explain him flying six feet away from me and colliding harshly against the wall?I was confused and dumbfounded just as they were as Ron continued, “How are you able to harness the power of the earth, only a royal can do such,” he questioned in disbelief.The royals were the only individuals who could harness the power of the earth as they had been blessed by god, this was given to them to protect the kingdom, "How in the devil's name was I able to do such a thing?"My breathing increased as I was not able to explain myself, I was beginning to feel dizzy as the world spun around me. The pearl came into sight, lying on the floor and being smudged by mud. Without hesitation, I reached for it with speed and held it close to my chest before stashing it in my pocket.Glancing around the field, they all gazed at me as though I had sprouted a second head, wipers passed between them and some of
Camyre’s POVthe streets, thick with common folk, pressed ever tighter, and I found myself pushing through the crowd, each step swifter than the last. A strange unease gnawed at me, for the thought of some ill news reaching this city troubled my heart, though I knew not why. It seemed madness to me, for how could I, a mere man raised by foster kin, have aught to do with the royal line? My days had ever been spent in their humble care, as far back as memory did stretch. Yet, still, a shadow clung to my thoughts, one I could not shake.I kept glancing back now and then to make sure I wasn't being followed until I came to a stop, my breath increasing and I doubled over, the surrounding new crowd stared at me as though I was insane.My newly acquired rob was stained with mud and there was nothing I could do about it, thanks to the servant, my way home was defined but the real issue was getting back there. It was a thousand miles of a journey and my legs were already hurting from all the
Third person’s POVIn the grand hall of the royal keep, richly adorned with tapestries and the scent of fresh bread and meats, the reigning monarch sat in all his majesty. Beside him, the queen, regal and fair, with their three noble children seated in order. Around the heavy oak table, they gathered.Whereupon the morning’s feast was already laid by the hands of the maids, each one moving with haste under the stern eye of Lotana, the chief among them. After the final dish was placed, Lotana, with a sharp word and a nod, dismissed the maids, leaving herself to stand in waiting, as was her duty at every meal.Thus, the royal family dined, with all the grace and bearing befitting their station, while Lotana lingered, ever watchful for the slightest command.The royal family had but scarcely begun to partake of their morning repast when the great doors of the hall were flung open with such force that the clatter of a spoon striking a plate echoed through the chamber. King Alister, his b
Camyre’s POVThe bar had been a constant over the past few days and I had become accustomed to the hustle and bustling. The past few days had seen the place swell with more than the usual rabble—farmers, wandering tradesmen, and drifters all whispered strange rumors over their tankards of mead."They say he is the lost heir," muttered an old man in a corner, his voice low but not low enough for Camyre to miss. "They say he holds power over the very earth itself, and with a flick of his wrist, he could raise it to the sky."Another scoffed, shaking his head in disbelief "Aye, and maybe the moon is but a silver coin, ready to be plucked from the heavens."These rumors had become more rampant over the past few days and I was shocked at the rate at which they had spread, I was neither a lost heir nor could I lift the earth with the flick of my wrist, I could barely even hold these damn trays steady with how much I had been worked for the past few weeks, luckily I had already gotten a litt