Chapter 5

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Trusting nature

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I suddenly shot up the whole room spinning in a deathly silence I could only hear the noise of my heart racing at what felt like a million miles an hour.

I had no idea why I felt like this, I thought maybe I should go to Loki or Thor's room, but I was frozen in fear the darkness imploding around me.

Shifty shadows linger in the far corner, I settle in for a wait but it's only minutes before it appears from the dark shadows of my room. I don't know what it is. I don't know why it's here. I stay still whilst it's panic ebbs, finding someone awake when you are sneaking into one's room is rarely good news.

Come on Kiara think you can move fire and water with your bare hands for gods sake do something.

I stole a soft orange glow from the nearby candle forming an amber orb in my hand which contrasted with the previously dark room. The figures now startled had leapt into action making a scream fly out of my mouth. They were obviously not expecting this as I presumed they expected me to remain asleep when they would carry out whatever plan they had.

"Come on just grab her before she makes anymore noise," I heard a cold voice scoff to the other.

"Stay away," were the only words I muster up as I pushed myself as far back as I could on my bed using my right hand (which was still on fire) to keep them at bay.

One man tried to come and grab me while the other opened my door to the balcony letting a cool breeze fill the room, I assumed that was their get away. I noticed a familiar and unforgettable scar on his left cheek. I still was sat frozen in my bed as I pushed myself further back and away from the approaching man.

"Come on we can still have our fun even if she is awake," a ruff voice spoke, "The valerian should keep her weak."

A dark figure loomed over me no matter how far across the bed I moved, a simple cloth used to mask his identity. He roughly forced my hands together binding them with rope in front of me. My concentration lost causing my only source of light to disappear right from my hand.

"You seem to be daddies favourite girl the most precious and valuable princess across the land which is very helpful to us, although how sought after will you be as a princess with no virtue," his cold evil voice pieced my ears.

"Hey she is nine, we are doing this for a good cause no need to make us the villains here," the other voice snapped back.

"P-please please let me go, I have not don-ne anything I promise" I could feel my fear reflect in the shakiness of my voice, the tears cascading down my checks.

"Just grab her and let's go already," his tense voice seemed worried.

"Fine."

I did not know what to do I just closed my eyes and hoped this would all just go away. I waited in anticipation for my attackers to grab me and take me away.

But that never came.

My eyes shot open to anguished screams, surely alerting at least someone of my predicament. Both of the cold dark figures now holding their sides in agony where a sharp poison rigged dagger stabbed. The one nearest the balcony jumped hoping so escape his punishment, the other was being pinned down by a small raven head.

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