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Chapter # 8 A Dream

With my head in my hands, I took as much as energy in me to not fall asleep as Ernal kept blabbering about the importance of magic and what I should learn as a mage. My attention began to wander and I was getting bored of the repetition and the seemingly never-ending training and tutoring sessions. As the hours passed, my patience waned, and I began to feel agitated and restless. My boredom turned to frustration as I was unable to grasp some of the more complex concepts that Ernal was teaching.

"As for now, you have learned the skills of telepathic farming, poisonous snake, realm connector, telekinesis, and manipulator. Even though the topic of manipulator is complex and we'll discuss it more in the next session, this one ends here." Ernal spoke, and I hit my head on the desk in frustration. I had found these lessons interesting at first but now they seemed to be tiring, and my attention had wandered on many occasions. The topics were difficult and overwhelming, and I felt my brain fry as I tried to understand them all. I just wanted the session to be over at this point I would rather fight and get beaten up by Ernal rather than get bored in these lessons.

"I understand this is a lot to take in, the information which takes children years, you are fed in a few weeks." Ernal's voice was soft, yet his words were harsh. He had been patient and dedicated towards teaching me the various skills and concepts that came with my mana. "But you have a responsibility, a destiny you are to follow, If I don't help you now, you will be dead by tomorrow. I would want nothing but the best for you." he said, making it clear that my training was a necessity for my future. I knew that I needed his help, and I tried my best to stay focused and pay attention to his teachings.

"Thank you, Ernal. I wish I could focus more but its just hard but I will try my best." I smiled at him.

"I know you will, your highness. You should get back to bed now." He bowed respectfully as if he didn't just knock me out a dozen times in the training arena.

"Goodnight Ernal," As I left the library and made my way down the grand hallway, I took in the various paintings that lined the walls. Some of them depicted scenes from the kingdom's history, while other paintings were abstract works of art. I soon came to my room and opened the doors, entering the space that had become my sanctuary for the past week. As I made my way towards my bed, I let out a yawn, the tiring day and the late-night training having taken its toll. I climbed into bed, ready for a well-earned rest. My body ached from the training and as soon as I lay on the soft bed, I fell into the unconscious world.

"These look so pretty." I exclaimed as I took the bunch of flowers from his hands. I admired the blooms and the vibrant petals as I held them watching them bloom, fascinated by nature. I inhaled their sweet aroma as I basked in my new present.

"They are all yours." He spoke in a tone of pride and I moved forward, placing a kiss on his soft cheek. He blushed at this, taken aback by my affection. He looked down at the beautiful mixture of flowers being held by my tiny hands, and he felt a sense of fondness for them.

I looked around at the beautiful garden, my tiny frame made it hard for me to see over the fountain. Still, I tried to look over to the fountain, the water cascading over the edge and falling into the basin below. I felt a sense of peace and joy emanate from the scene. It was a place where I could relax and forget the worries of my day, and simply enjoy the beauty of nature.

I noticed his height; he was taller but it wasn't by much. However, in my tiny frame, everyone seemed taller than me. I couldn't help but smile as I took in my surroundings. I wasn't sure where I was, but it felt like a place where I belonged. As I walked around the garden, I felt at home, and in that moment, I felt like I finally belonged here.

"Who are you?" I ask him after a few seconds of silence, he seemed confused by my question as if I should know who he was. Suddenly he started walking away as I run towards him, to reach him. His figure started growing and growing, his tiny frame was suddenly changed into his adult form. I wanted to catch up to him, I tried but I couldn't and, in the end, he vanished through the magnificent corridors. And I am left behind gasping for air, feeling myself shivering. I couldn't stop the shaking as I hugged myself and sat on the floor, not bothered by dirtying my pretty poofy gown. Why should I care about it?

"Your highness?" I don't scream, or move as my widened eyes glance at the maiden standing and staring at the ground, seeming apologetic for waking me up. I was still slightly shaking as I hoped she didn't realise my trembling in my sleep due to the nightmare, or was it a memory... I wouldn't know and I felt a sense of uneasiness wash over me at this thought

"I am deeply sorry to have disturbed you in the middle of the night, your highness. I wouldn't have if the issue was solvable but your dear friend lady Araz is demanding to speak to you." I rubbed my eyes, trying to register my surrounding and the maiden in front of me.

"At this moment?" I groaned but hearing that Araz was demanding to speak to me had piqued my curiosity.

"Yes, your highness," I took a deep breath as I tried to get out of bed. I felt grateful for the maiden's help, as she threw a cloak over my shoulder, feeling the warmth and comfort of it surrounding my body. As we made our way out of the room and towards the other side of the mansion, I was eager to see Araz. Why had Araz demanded to speak to me? Was there something important she needed to discuss? Or was it because she missed me? I missed her so much, that old Araz, I missed her and I felt like I lost it the day I lost Evanora.

As the two of us arrived at the door, the maiden knocked and we heard a faint, ''come in.'' I took a deep breath and prepared myself to face her, hear what she had to say. The moment the door opened, I hoped to see a happy and smiling Araz, not a furious or upset one. Standing in the middle of the room in a beautiful gown and with her ruby-red hair dancing around her chocolate shoulders. I couldn't help but be jealous of her beauty, which exceeded expectations. I quickly tried to keep myself in check, I tried to swallow my envy and focus on what Araz had to say.

"You called for me," I say, my voice calm and collected.

"Yes, your highness. I called for you," Her tone was mocking and cynical, my hopes diminishing of her ever missing me. "I called because I want to go back," My eyes widen as I hear her words, as if she has gone crazy. "Back to Kelertiwa."

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