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Written by Blue Kiara ?️??
Chapter 15 ?
“We did all we could, what else do we do now?” Milena asked, wiping Flynn’s body.
Brittany sighed. “I don’t know either. I’m no Sorceress or witch, I don’t know why they aren’t waking up yet.” She shook her head.
“But you are a Seer, you should at least see what might be wrong with them. I mean, why are they not waking up?”
“Why are you so dumb? You just said it yourself that I see things. Am I the one creating what I see?” She rolled her eyes.
“You shouldn’t be so harsh. I was just suggesting….maybe we could help them, the way Naptha helped me.”
“Of course, Sorceress and Seer are very different. The only similarity is that they both start with an ‘s’ ” She yawned and Milena rolled her eyes again.
“You should go get some sleep…” Milena says and she smiled back.
“I can’t, Naptha isn’t awake yet.”
“You’re not sleeping won’t make her wake up. Is it until you grow so tired that you won’t even be able to lift a finger?” She hissed.
“Fine! Let me know when any of them shakes.”
“Shake?” Milena chuckled.
“Yeah, if any of them move at all, I should know.”
“Okay okay, I will better sleep too.”
“Don’t you even dare move an inch! You have been sleeping since about thirty three hours ago, almost two days. You shouldn’t even have an ounce to sleep in the next two days.” Brittany says, laying some clothes on the floor as the two beds are already occupied.
Milena rolled her eyes. “Just stop talking ad sleep. There was no noise in my vision, the noise here is you.” She replied and Britt stick her tongue at her, muttering a wh@ťěver.
Milena sat beside Flynn and began to look at him. She placed both of her hands under her chin, watching him asleep.
His well shaped dark eyebrows, a little bit long eye lashes, well shaped curvy long nose, a slim lips and thin mouth, medium long jaw and very full dark black straight hair with a some curls at the front and sides. A definition of an handsome man!
She found herself touching his hair and rubbing his forehead. So soft!
Why are you so into my demon and not me? – She thought.
She imagined how his demon would look like. Would his demon look the same way like him?
The way her demon looks exactly like her…
Will she mistake him to his demon or mistake his demon to him?
Arghh! What am I even thinking? It’s not as if we are already married, not even dating. – She slapped her head, mentally.
Her necklace came out of her cloth, on her neck when she bends to cover his body with the available duvet.
She didn’t see it glint before she put it back into her gown and went to sit beside Naptha.
I thought she is a Sorceress, why isn’t she waking up? – She asked no one in particular.
“Her being a Sorceress doesn’t mean she can’t go unconscious or tired at all?” Brittany’s sleepy voice hissed, facing Milena.
“You aren’t asleep yet?” Milena asked.
“You won’t let me sleep, not with your loud voice that sounds like the croaking of a frog.” She rolled her eyes.
“What the f-__-k?! Was I that loud?” She asks, walking closer to Britt and she nodded, yawning again.
“Never you compare me with an animal, not to even talk of a frog!!!” She yelled the last word.
“You will wake them up fool.” Brittany signals.
“Like we don’t need them to…” Milena slaps her forehead and Britt hissed.
“Now what?” Milena asks, sitting on the bare ground.
“Huh? What??” Brittany looks around, asking.
“Don’t ask me stupid question.” Milena rolls her eyes.
“Come on! Let’s stroll out. We should give them breathing space, the room has been heaty somehow.”
“Are you trying to say I made it heaty?”
“I never said that. You are only doing your job as an interpreter but I really don’t have any money to pay you.” Brittany acts like she’s begging.
“I h@ťě you…”
“The feeling is mutual babes.” Brittany winks and Milena pushed her mouth forward, huffing.
“The palace has been full of dark magic lately.” Brittany says, taking an apple from a particular cabinet in the kitchen.
“What do you mean?” Milena asks, pouring liquid milk into a glass cup.
“Can’t you feel it?”
“Feel what? I feel nothing here. I am not a seer, you know.” Milena shrugs and Britt rolled her eyes.
“You are so obsessed with apples…”
“The same way you are in love with milk..” Milena rolled her eyes again.
“Mine is different. You can’t even do without apples.” She shakes her head.
“It’s the same thing, you can’t also do without milk. You have been asleep for almost two days and you ate nothing. You are supposed to hungrily eat food now and not to start mixing some weird milk.”
“Wh@ťěver…” Milena raised the cup to her lips, as she can’t wait to feel the taste.
“Stop!!” Brittany suddenly yells, the glass cup fell from Milena’s hands in shock.
“What the hell Britt!!” Milena yelled back.
“You’ve wasted my milk…my precious milk.” She grumbled.
“The milk that would certainly ki|| you.” Britt whispered and Milena’s eyes widened.
“What? What do you mean?” She stutters, wiping her mouth to remove the stains of the milk there.
“Exactly what I mean…” Brittany gestures, pointing to the ground where the milk was spilled.
The spilled milk stains on the ground left a very dark trail of stains.
“What’s that?” She asks, darting backwards.
“The dark magic I was talking about earlier.”
“I don’t understand.”
“You don’t need to understand, you need to feel it.” She snapped.
Milena frowns, looking around. “How will I be able to when I don’t even know how to?” She is almost crying, curious of what her friend means.
“Close your eyes, clear your mind of doubts or what may distract you and focus.” Britt instructed and she adhered.
She closed her eyes, breathing out heavily as her mind traveled as if she were in a vision. “Darn it! Flynn!!” She gasped, her eyes shining in golden color.
Without warning Brittany at all, she ran out of the kitchen, heading back into the room while Brittany had no choice than to follow her.
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He felt a warm sensation running through his veins and he groaned silently. Feeling a pair of warm hands, holding his hands, pulling his hair and rubbing his forehead but he couldn’t open his eyes.
The door creaked open and he felt a presence, surely but still, he couldn’t open his eyes.
A person or a spirit, not aware of that yet.
Trying to lift his hand, it couldn’t be lifted, not to talk of lifting up his body but he badly wanted to see that person.
Suddenly, he felt a sting by the side of his neck and all that was happening to him became negative.
He sprang from the bed, walking towards the other bed where Naptha, the sorceress was laid, with his eyes closed and grabbed her neck.
?️Tbc…?️?️