✔𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐳𝐞𝐧 𝐈𝐈𝐈: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈

Chapter 136: The Reawakening (EP. 03)

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𝕰𝖕𝖎𝖘𝖔𝖉𝖊 𝕿𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊 - 𝕮𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕻𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖘 𝕬𝖙 𝕷𝖆𝖘𝖙

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Runt. Outcast. Abnormal.

Those are nothing but taboo words to me, yet people still get to use them whenever I am around. I have always surveyed myself in front of a mirror and I always ponder, what do they have that I don't which makes me so painfully different?

A regular Ignaeran bears black hair, light eyes— and lastly, the ability to ignite wild flames. I have each one of these features, I am also a pureblood. My flames stands out by color, but why should it be big of a deal?

This damn curse...

I used to be a normal child, no more than an innocent five year old who loved to play with his older brother.

If it wasn't for my wretched father's reckless advance, I would still be who I really am, a prince who wants nothing to do with violence. Attacking a traitor apprentice... How mindless, really.

This inner demon that witch had bestowed upon me, it was more powerful than I thought. I... I don't even know who I am anymore. It made me numb, it made me weak beneath this strong shell composed out of hatred.

The weaker I become, the less fortunate and capable I would be to break this chain attached onto my skin.

And to make matters worse, not only does this inner demon feed on others' distaste towards me, they had made me run away from my own home.

They made me lit half of a forest in fire.

I could still remember how our own mage, ever loyal to my inarticulate parents, managed to find a way to undo this dark force.

“By your own will.”

I disbelieved my ears that fateful day.

The number of stars spread across the sky goes unmatched versus my determination to outnumber this merciless snake I'm forced to cope with! If I ever have any lucky star, I would wish for this curse to be undone in an instant.

So here I am, hiding behind a living tree. Unmoving, frozen in deep guilt.

There are brief moments when I can overpower this inner demon. Such scarce scenes, just as precious as time.

If one could believe me enough, they can see these invisible chains that can control me as if I am a puppet no match for its master.

As I wither in mind numbing pain, what was the meaning of freedom again?

How do you live life like scars are your wings?
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𝐂𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐍 | 𝐎𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭.

"Did you hear that?"

Elsa nuzzled her head closer to the crook of his warm neck, "Hear what?"
Aiden held her tighter as he eyed the leather scabbard that sheathed his sword, "Someone's in the bushes. I can sense it."

"However so?"

"I don't know, but my gut tells me to find out."

Elsa quickly parted away from him before boldly opening the door and siezing after what her husband is concerned about. The nightly breeze swept a stray lock of her hair as she stood nonchalantly in the doorway.