The Breaking Point
1059 Words
William glances at me with disgust. That actually hurts a lot.
I didn’t suppose that I would be so touchy about it.
For the first time in my life, I’m in love. I have never let myself to love anyone, not as Selene, not as Yara, but as Seraleyane, I have finally loosened my tight grip and I have to admit that I do love him. They say that love comes softly, from touches, from surreptitious gazes and kisses, but I got the impression that love has swallowed me like the storm in the ocean embraces an island.
“Stop me, Sophia!” I growl at her not even realizing it, because she has something of mine.
Oh, are we getting possessive?
“You should be able to! Royal blood flows in your veins!” I try to say more calmly, but I’m not sure whether I’ve managed to fool everybody else, because I even haven’t convinced myself. All gazes, full of lust, desiring action and drama, turn to her. I observe fear in her eyes, but there’s also determination.
I can sense she calls her power with such eagerness that it would kill an elephant. I know I’m an obstacle in her way to get William, the Pure Blood Prince. I have always been.
I look at my treacherous father. I don’t know what he has promised to her or whether she’s even his daughter. Sophia is not the direct descendant, but there’s certainly something in her blood. My father secretly winks at me while smirking and showing his displeasure openly.
This is why you have locked up all the creatures. This is how you used and how you are using their blood. You have been experimenting with them and with Sophia to create a female weapon with all blood features and inclinations!
“You are a monster!” it slips from my lips. This time he crossed the line. Not that he wouldn’t have crossed it in my previous life, but with realizing this atrocious crime, he has stepped to the territory from which is no escape, because the door had already closed behind him.
I almost scream at the king. “You always have been and nothing would stop you!” I can clearly see that my father’s lips crook in a quick repulsive smile. He definitely knows what I’m talking about, but in front of the whole world, he would always seem innocent while everybody else would pay for his mistakes and crimes.
William watches me closely while Sophia is trying to hurt me with her powers. She might possess the complete scale of the eight inclinations, she might be able to control a maelstrom, but to be a royal can’t be really achieved by only by that. Mixing blood and a domination over all eight blood elements was, is and never will be enough to become a shifter, a royal one. There’s a unique pattern for every creature in the DNA. There’s an infinite palette of nuances. She would have to have my blood to achieve her/or my father’s goal.
Suddenly, I feel a little bit strange as someone would tighten the net to catch me in.
Luring me into a trap. AGAIN. Desiring my blood. AGAIN. Me being stupid and naïve. AGAIN and AGAIN.
I didn’t expect this to happen like it did. I wanted to mingle amongst creatures while staying hidden, however my father has found me and he would never let me go. This time, dying is unfortunately not a solution, because if they have my blood pattern, they can reproduce my genome.
“Who are you?” William interrupts my thoughts and all the indistinct whispering which is constantly disturbing the silence. His voice sounds so suspicious which makes me laugh out loud. Well, almost. There are subtones which carry hurt and guilt, and that stops me from making a scene.
I smile to a distant memory of us spending two months together. I eye Sophia and my father, who is clearly disappointed in her imperfect abilities.
“Who are you!?” William’s thunderous voice shakes with the hall while darkening it. It seems he doesn’t even wish to control himself. Creatures, Sophia (and even the king) are frightened by his sudden outburst of power and threat, he’s still the Pure Blood Prince after all.
I have no fear. I’m actually not scared of him. He possesses the powers to stop me, or even kill me, but I learnt many things in the last two months.
I will not bow to you, the Pure Blood Prince, nor to you, princess Sophia, nor to you, the king. I will bow to no one.
“When I don’t wear my Xena’s clothes and when I don’t retort with my sharp humour, I’m almost unrecognizable, am I not?” I can’t get rid of irony in my voice. I somehow expected them to recognize me. I glance at Sophia who is still calling her power without great success or any result, and then I look closely at William.
I’m thinking of my promise to William. You can humiliate me, but one day, I’ll be the one who’s on the top and then...
There’s an eye battle between us. Nobody else understands what is happening. Nobody except the two of us. For the first time in his life, he’s pale and speechless. He scans me with his eyes unable to believe his intuition. I know my body has changed and my appearance too, but there are certain things which never changes no matter how hard we try. I guess he understands now.
He doesn’t say it out loud. Maybe he’s protecting me? Or maybe he’s just disgusted. One thing is for sure, The Pure Blood Prince, you have certainly kept your promise. I have fell for you, but now it’s time to go.
I have awoken my powers. My transformation is complete. I can disappear with a blink of an eye, yet I desire to prolong this moment for a little while.
The whole room is suddenly covered in smoke. Everyone coughs and is disoriented. I aim for my weapons to protect myself, but it’s already too late.
“You haven’t thought you could escape me, have you?” is the very last thing I hear from all of this mess I have caused.
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