ALAROUS (Completed)

CHAPTER 7

Elise’s pov.

He left again, without giving me my answers. What a coward! What did I ever do to deserve this? I was just a normal teenager before I was dragged here. I had a normal life and I want it back. I can’t let a random, crazy man dictate my life like that.

I was falling apart piece by piece every passing minute I spend in this unknown room. My head is starting to pound and I can feel my eyes getting heavier, I don’t know how long it’s been since I last ate anything. I eyed the plate full of pancakes and my stomach growled in hunger.

No! I have to control myself! I would rather die of starvation than eat anything he give me. The tray full of food felt like it was mocking me and a sudden anger took over me. The pain had settled to the back of my mind as I pushed the tray off the bed.

The plates shattered from the impact and made a loud eco. I felt better. I saw a vas on the table and took hold of it before smashing it on the opposite wall.

It was oddly satisfying to break things, his things. I shattered a few more things, the mirror, the expensive looking pots, etcetera. The wooden floor was covered with glass shards and pieces of broken artifacts but I was not bothered. The sharp edges pierced my legs as I walked but it did not hurt.

I was feeling numb. Red blood stains littered the plush floorboard, everything was a mess; I was a mess. I had no strength left in me, the exhaustion was catching up but I tried my best to stay up. The corner of my eyes started to grow dark and soon dark spots were everywhere, covering my sight.

My legs gave in and I feel on the floor, the glass cut my skin but I could care less, a sudden burning sensation in my chest got me screaming in agony. I clutched myself and curled into a fatal position to lessen the pain; but it only grew. I could hear someone yelling, but it sounded so far, like a dream.

There were tingles all over my body but I couldn’t focus, my senses were not in my control. I felt as if I was flowing, maybe I am finally free? Will I be able to see mom and dad again? And Millie? Darkness was everywhere.

My eyes gave in and there was darkness everywhere. The pain was still there but slowly my body grew numb again.

…

“But how can I ever forgive myself mother? She was in pain, because of me.” The oh so familiar deep voice said. I felt my heart ache, it held so much pain and regret. But Alarous was a monster, he brought me pain and suffering, why would he be sorry?

“non fare questo a te stesso mio figlio, she will be fine.” A female voice replied, his mother? I wonder if it was the same lady as before. But this time the voice was much quieter, and warm.

(Translation: don’t do this to yourself my child.)

“How can I not madre? Lei e qui, cosi per colpa mia.” He says back.

(She is here, like this because of me.)

“quello non e vero. Lei stara bene.” The lady said. Then everything went quiet. Did they leave?

(That is not true. She will be fine.)

But what are they saying? I can only understand the conversation that is in English. Ugh. This is making my head throb again. I groaned in pain and opened my eyes. The white ceiling was the first thing in my line of sight. The room was dimly lit and did not cause any trouble to my eyes unlike last time.

Looking around the room I realized I was probably in a hospital room. The white wall, bed, chairs and basically white everything was a big giveaway. I raise my right hand to rub my head to soothe the pain but something was holding it down, an IV drip. I rip it off.

I try to sit up despite my body screaming in protest. After a few failed attempts I finally sit up and let out a long breath. My legs were stinging from the wounds. My throat is parched so I look around for something to drink.

I find a glass of water on the table besides my bed and drown it in seconds. The coolness of the water soothes my dry throat and washes a refreshed feeling over me. But why was I here in the first place? Who brought me here?

I attempt to move off the bed but my legs give out and I fall on my sides, I hiss in pain and hold my hips. Somehow I managed to get on the bed again, I was sitting on the end of the small bed, breathing heavily.

“What are you doing Luna?! You need to rest!” a squeal came from my right, a nurse was rushing to me with a horrified expression. She gently pushed me on my back and checked on my legs wile lecturing me on how I should not stress myself and keep resting.

“Everything looks fine Luna. I mean it’s not fine, but it’s not infected and is getting better. You hurt yourself pretty bad, everyone in palace was so worried for you and king almost went on a rampage when we said you had to get stitches.” She kept on rambling while changing the dressing on my wounds. It was quiet entertaining to watch her.

She seemed to be young. Around early twenties and had beautiful features, raven hair that was made into a sleek bun and dark blue eyes. Her face was soft and almost babyish. She was beautiful. 

She stopped talking and gave me a smile and I returned it. I did not listen to a word she was talking but she is adorable.

“I am so stupid!” she face palmed herself “I did not tell you were awake. Everyone will be happy to hear you are conscious. The palace atmosphere is so gloomy and not to mention the king. He is like grumpy ball these days, like someone took his candy-” she gasped and covered her mouth in shock.

“What happened?” I asked in confusion. She seemed so happy.

“Oh my gods! I called the king a grumpy ball. Please forgive me Luna!” she apologized with the cutest face ever. I couldn’t control myself and a laugh escaped my lips.

I was laughing so hard my sides hurt. I don’t think I have laughed so much since I came here. But it felt good, soon the nurse also joined me with her own quiet laugh.

…

I learned that the girl’s name is Eleanor or Ellen as she likes to be called. She is working as an intern under the doctor who had been to me. She is so sweet and innocent, we talked a lot. She was worried that she will get into trouble for not informing others about me waking up, but I reassured her. I also learned that I have been unconscious for the past three days. It felt like a minute though, as if I just fell asleep and then woken up by someone.

The palace was where I was staying all this time. I took three guesses for who the king was and guess who?

Alarous. So I gave her my permission to call him anything she likes. We had a good time making fun of him.

Soon it was time for my medicines as Ellen claimed and left to get me something to eat. I like her company, better than the king. I closed my eyes and relaxed while waiting for her. She is taking too long, I am hungry.

I heard the door open and smiled.

“It took you too long Ellen, were you planning to starve me in here?” I said with a chuckle.

“How are you doing mia cara?”

My eyes shot open and met with the familiar green eyes. There he stood in all his wicked glory, hands folded behind his back and a neutral expression on his face. But once again, his eyes held emotions in them. But this time I did not bother to know what it was. I held his stare with a blank look.

Without breaking eye contact he took slow and small steps towards me. Like a predator to its prey.

“I asked you something cara mia.” He said.

“I think it’s pretty clear that I do not want to answer. And for god’s sake stop calling me these weird names!” I snapped.

 “I am glad that you are okay. Take care of yourself. Per il bene della mia sanita mentale, prenditi cura di te stresso.” He said with a sigh. Why does he keep talking in other language? I it French? Italian? Spanish? Who am I kidding, all of them sound the same to me. I almost kick myself for not taking foreign language in school. But my legs are already broken.

(For the sake for my sanity, please take care of yourself.”)

Just then, Ellen came in with a tray of food. She froze when she saw Alarous in the room and bowed so low I worried she will break her back bone.

“rise.” He mumbled and she stood up straight like a cadet.

“I was going to inform you your majesty. I was just-” he cut her off and said. “It’s alright. Just keep her well fed and provide her everything she needs or will need. I don’t want her to experience a slightest discomfort.” And he left. damit!