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know. He won’t be in here. Even if he tried to enter, my mother would send him away. She loathes him for reasons I don’t understand.
I can only hope he never left Wentsden. A part of me wishes I could believe that, but I know it isn’t so. Osric promised to come, and that means he is coming. Worry threatens to overtake me. I rock back and forth on my heels, holding a hand over my mouth to keep from screaming.
“Roselyn!” my mother shrieks. I turn to her, still forcing myself to hold back all my fears and worries. “Come! Help those in need! Do not just stand there!” She points in the other direction, where people are still pouring through the main doors.
I take one look at her, my eyes veering to the door again. I have to go find him. I have to know if he’s all right. I don’t stop to help the people as I know I should. I feel awful for leaving them, but once they are in the castle, I know all will be well.
I run, pushing past those who seek refuge here, weaving between people, going straight into the storm that is bringing others in. I still hear her yelling my name, but she is the least of my worries now.
The rain pierces my skin, sending an uncomfortable tingling feeling through me, almost as if the rain is charged with magic itself. I shield my eyes as I force myself against the wind, pushing with all my might as I make my way to the stables.
“I’m so sorry, Cherry Blossom. But I can’t go out there alone.” I open the doors and begin saddling my horse, the stable boys nowhere to be seen.
I mount and pull on the reins, attempting to convince Cherry to ride into the storm. “Please, I need your help! My other half may be in danger,” I whisper against her mane. She seems to awaken, understanding my pain. She bolts forward, sending us into the storm.
Rain pummels down, marring everything it hits. My skin prickles, and a throbbing pain overcomes me. But I continue on, riding through the town square in search of Osric.
What I find is not the prince, but destruction of every kind. Gardens washed away, buildings beginning to crumble and decay. Signs fallen to the ground, smashed and shattered.
The wind is strong, but not enough to do this kind of damage. It feels like the world is falling apart, crumbling under the power of the thunder overhead. Lightning strikes to my left, so close I watch as it touches down, almost as if time has slowed. A deafening clap of thunder shakes the very ground.
A fire lights, spreading toward the forest. The few people who haven’t sought refuge in the castle begin rushing toward it, doing all they can to put it out.
“Help!” A shrill cry breaks my attention from the fire and toward the building a few doors down from where I’m standing. The roof has collapsed, the walls leaning in. The doorway is fractured and in risk of falling over at any time, but I push my way through the debris and go inside.
There, a young mother holds her baby to her chest, cradling the infant as she tries to find a way out. I grab her hand and push the wood away. I lift my hand, calling to my magic so I can clear away the mess and get this woman and her baby out of here, but nothing happens.
Again, I try to command my powers to react, but nothing happens. A frustrated sigh escapes me as I shove things out of my path. Just as I think the way is cleared, the doorway falls. I close my eyes and turn, shielding the mother and child behind me.
I step over the pieces, holding on to the woman so she keeps her balance. As soon as we’ve made it from the house, I call to Cherry.
“Thank you, Your Highness. Thank you, thank you, thank you.” The woman mumbles the words repeatedly, bowing at the waist, holding her child to her.
“Please, go.” I help her mount my horse. “Get them to safety, all right?” I pet Cherry’s mane once more before smacking her behind and forcing her to go charging toward the castle.
Thunder overhead, lightning striking the
I can only hope he never left Wentsden. A part of me wishes I could believe that, but I know it isn’t so. Osric promised to come, and that means he is coming. Worry threatens to overtake me. I rock back and forth on my heels, holding a hand over my mouth to keep from screaming.
“Roselyn!” my mother shrieks. I turn to her, still forcing myself to hold back all my fears and worries. “Come! Help those in need! Do not just stand there!” She points in the other direction, where people are still pouring through the main doors.
I take one look at her, my eyes veering to the door again. I have to go find him. I have to know if he’s all right. I don’t stop to help the people as I know I should. I feel awful for leaving them, but once they are in the castle, I know all will be well.
I run, pushing past those who seek refuge here, weaving between people, going straight into the storm that is bringing others in. I still hear her yelling my name, but she is the least of my worries now.
The rain pierces my skin, sending an uncomfortable tingling feeling through me, almost as if the rain is charged with magic itself. I shield my eyes as I force myself against the wind, pushing with all my might as I make my way to the stables.
“I’m so sorry, Cherry Blossom. But I can’t go out there alone.” I open the doors and begin saddling my horse, the stable boys nowhere to be seen.
I mount and pull on the reins, attempting to convince Cherry to ride into the storm. “Please, I need your help! My other half may be in danger,” I whisper against her mane. She seems to awaken, understanding my pain. She bolts forward, sending us into the storm.
Rain pummels down, marring everything it hits. My skin prickles, and a throbbing pain overcomes me. But I continue on, riding through the town square in search of Osric.
What I find is not the prince, but destruction of every kind. Gardens washed away, buildings beginning to crumble and decay. Signs fallen to the ground, smashed and shattered.
The wind is strong, but not enough to do this kind of damage. It feels like the world is falling apart, crumbling under the power of the thunder overhead. Lightning strikes to my left, so close I watch as it touches down, almost as if time has slowed. A deafening clap of thunder shakes the very ground.
A fire lights, spreading toward the forest. The few people who haven’t sought refuge in the castle begin rushing toward it, doing all they can to put it out.
“Help!” A shrill cry breaks my attention from the fire and toward the building a few doors down from where I’m standing. The roof has collapsed, the walls leaning in. The doorway is fractured and in risk of falling over at any time, but I push my way through the debris and go inside.
There, a young mother holds her baby to her chest, cradling the infant as she tries to find a way out. I grab her hand and push the wood away. I lift my hand, calling to my magic so I can clear away the mess and get this woman and her baby out of here, but nothing happens.
Again, I try to command my powers to react, but nothing happens. A frustrated sigh escapes me as I shove things out of my path. Just as I think the way is cleared, the doorway falls. I close my eyes and turn, shielding the mother and child behind me.
I step over the pieces, holding on to the woman so she keeps her balance. As soon as we’ve made it from the house, I call to Cherry.
“Thank you, Your Highness. Thank you, thank you, thank you.” The woman mumbles the words repeatedly, bowing at the waist, holding her child to her.
“Please, go.” I help her mount my horse. “Get them to safety, all right?” I pet Cherry’s mane once more before smacking her behind and forcing her to go charging toward the castle.
Thunder overhead, lightning striking the
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