Chapter 10
1562 Words
Mildred POV
We reached the portal and no one was around.
I seemed to be lucky again, but then, not everyone can use them.
Making the chance of someone is less often, but this week had been busy.
For some reason, each time I managed to make it here, there had been people hanging around, whether they were part of a visiting group or just looking. I did not know and did not hang around to find out, it was hard enough finding ways to get away from the house and my mother’s watchful gaze.
I have magic, even though I try to keep it a secret and experiment with it when I am alone, but I want to learn to control it better, but my mother does not want me to be strong at anything, she wants me to be compliant like my sister-in-law.
I think my magic has something to do with being royal blood magic and family status, a lot like werewolves and the difference between alpha abilities and an omega. I am on the alpha side of abilities, where most of my own family are not.
It does not make complete sense to me.
Why can I do some things yet my siblings can’t, and as my mother has little to almost no magic compared to me, she does not know that I have lots of strength and most likely could be the strongest, other than the king and most defiantly next to my dad. He is almost as strong as the king, and I can in some areas beat my dad, yet he has better combat skills, but that is maybe because mum did not allow me to train when I was little, so I have been training with some friends in secret from my mum. She does not believe girls should fight, but why not? I can send out lightning bolts as well as any of the men on the training field.
I am a cousin to the royal family.
My father is the king's brother, so I guess I have some of the royal magic. Even dad does not know how strong I am, I have learnt to hide it even from him.
While many other blood-related royals don’t have the strength that I have, it is confusing. Why do I have those skills and my siblings don't?
So far, I have managed to keep most of my abilities to myself, other than my dad, and he said he would help me where he could, and keep it a secret from mum. He knows how she is.
One skill is the ability to create portals, but I have not yet seen how it is done. One of the many things I want to research is that spell to make the portal. Maybe I will ask Emily. I am sure she would teach me, and not tell anyone if I asked her not to. She is a really good friend and not just because we are related now that she is mated to my cousin.
Stepping through the portal always makes me feel funny, but a good type of fun. Your body sort of feels like it has flown into lots of different pieces and then is put back together. I often giggle at the thought that the portal got it wrong one day and I find my nose on my knee or my eyes are in the back of my head, like that silly saying goes. I wonder if that meant I would have to learn to walk backwards. See my funny thoughts each time I go through the portal.
The air was crisp, and the ground was damp. They must have had rain here last night. The sounds of men on the training ground got me moving quickly to the tree line to see who was there.
I hoped that guy was.
He had been invading my thoughts all week, I just had not been able to get away from my mother, she had all sorts of jobs for me to do. I think I managed to get away now because of Duncan, otherwise she would have me doing something she had suddenly thought was urgent.
Some days I feel like her personal servant.
Slowly, I walked to the tree that gave the best view of the training grounds and the wind was going in the right direction, so no one should pick. I am here. I sat down and leaned my back on the tree trunk and relaxed to watch the show before me, and boy, what a beautiful sight it was.
I was in luck.
He was there, Tobias. He had his shirt off and he was sparring with another very large man, who was also shirtless.
They were both yummy.
I had become more sexually aware, and stronger in power with my magic, as I approached my eighteenth birthday, and little things seemed to get my panties wet, as it was now, as I watched these two men spar, I was becoming a strong Elven woman.
Although, I needed my mother to feel she was the one in control, even if that meant I was doing her bidding for now, all that will change when I turn eighteen and mother can no longer have a say in my life.
At the moment, my time would be to sneak over here and watch these gorgeous men and dream of when I could move back and forth and not have to sneak around, as my mother would have little to no say in my life. I hoped Duncan would have his woman and our life would be better for both of us. He hated having to fool his mother, and sneak around to spend time with Angela and letting them believe he was spending time with me.
A loud growl and the sound of slapping skin on skin pulled me from my thoughts.
Tobias was getting the upper hand on this guy every time, and he had some red marks on his side, where the other guy managed to hit him, though so far that was not happening very often, the other guy was on the floor many times, and I could hear the trainer yelling at the one that ended up on the ground, to “get up and pay attention”, and the man would scramble back up onto his feet and take the stance, nod he was ready and find himself back on the ground, in easy flowing movements.
‘Next.’ Shouted the training and another man stood before Tobias and found himself on the floor in two quick moves. He was a very strong man, and I wondered who he was, to be so much stronger and faster than those guys, he was taller and much more muscular too.
Tobias was poetry in motion, his swift movements were like a dancer flowing gracefully between each pose, I could sit there all day and just watch his muscles flex and tighten, his concentration never faulting, as he watched and waited for the man to make another silly mistake, from my position on the ground. I could see the mistakes, but I guess when you are in the thick of it and have little time to think, let alone react, you can’t see your own mistakes, or find a way out of them. I understood that, having been in that situation once or twice myself.
This went on for over an hour, and I was in heaven watching them, losing myself in the training, seeing more I could try out and areas of easy mistakes, some guys just did not seem to get it, they made the same error over and over again, and the more men Tobias put on the ground the wetter my panties became. Others that were sparring with each other nearby, did not gain even a glimpse in their direction, all my focus was on this man before me and how it was so mesmerizing to watch.
Then the unexpected happened.
The wind suddenly changed direction and before I registered that change and could move to be out of sight, two penetrating bright deep blue orbs suddenly turned to me and pinned me to my spot.
I found I was too busy staring at those beautiful eyes that were glued onto mine to think of moving.
The men around him had turned to look at what he was staring at, but I gave them no mind, the face I had dreamed of for over a week now, was looking straight at me and his gaze was hypnotizing.
Then he started to walk to me, the calls of his trainer to stay and finish the session were ignored, and he waved his hand at the man to acknowledge he had heard him and continued towards me, his eyes never leaving mine as he stalked slowly towards me, one step at a time, as if he was carefully measuring his approach, so he would not scare me away and for a brief moment, I thought of getting up and fleeing from this man, but his longing look and gentle approach had me routed to the spot and waiting to see what he would do.
When he was closer to me, he frowned and called out, confused.
‘Emily?’
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