A couple years ago...

A young girl known for her great beauty, in Casterly Rock within Westeros. Went to visit a foreseer. Maggy the Frog.

The young girl had long, beautiful, golden blonde hair. That reached her waist. Strands of hair pined back to her upper crown. She gave up some of her blood. From which Maggy predicted her future. The young girl awaited the prophecies spoken to here.

"you will be Queen, for a time... Until there comes another, younger and more beautiful, to cast you down and take all that you hold dear."

Maggy spoke. The prophecies were one of the young girl to wed the king and become Queen. And one of a Queen who will succeed her and take all that she holds dear.

"Who is she?" Young Cersei Lannister questioned.

"Someone who you will power, and yet someone who you will fear. The one they call the Unburnt will walk in your shadow."

Cersei listened closely, as she squinted her eyes and pursed her lips.

"She is your destiny and she is your doom."

***
The Darkling and I finally rested in a clear space. The Darkling said, the campsite was only a few miles away now. The ride there would take another half day. Whilst I sat infront of the campfire, on wooden logs, a thought came to my mind.

I looked to the Darkling, to see his eyes were fixed on the flames from the fire. His facial features lit up, more handsomely in the fire's glow. He was calm and relaxed, but something, on his mind made him tense up a little.

He looked to his side, clearly feeling my eyes on him. I quickly looked back to the fire.

"If you have something to say, now would be the time to say it." He asked. I was like an open book to him, he always knew when I was curious to ask him something. As he does now.

My mind wondered back to the night before we left for the forests. "Have you tried visiting me through our connection?"

The Darkling simply replied, "No."

"Your lying!" I stated, I could also tell whenever the Darkling was lying. He took a brief pause, before answering my question. Indicating he did visit me.

I gave him a certain glance that made him sigh heavily.

"Yes, I visited you through the bond, when you were in your room that night." He flatly stated. Like he had nothing bad to say. Stalking me isn't bad, is it?

I rolled my eyes at my own thoughts. The Darkling raised a brow. "I saw nothing bad Alina. I watched you talk to Riya and fall asleep that night."

Saints. I told Riya about what happened that month. Which means the Darkling knew.

"Did you hear–" I started to ask, expecting him to, for once in his life, tell me the truth.

"Yes." He shifted his position, sitting slightly closer to me.

"Why?" I whispered barely. He heard it and reached a hand out to cup my face. "You were away from me for the night. I wanted to see you but didn't know how so I used the connection to see you. I then heard from you about your Dothraki life, including your marriage." The Darkling explained, his voice trailed off, from when he said marriage.

I flattered my eyes down then back up to meet the Darkling.
"It was part of the deal I made. I had no other choice but to marry Khal Drogo."

The Darkling removed his hand from my cheek and turned to look directly at the fire. "A shame."

"It doesn't matter what you did in that one month, it matters what you do now and in the time to come."

***

We head out on the journey. No troubles so far. We entered a different section of the forest, it almost looked enchanted.

"Keep an eye out. Here you never know when you can be ambushed."
The Darkling murmured behind my head. "Bandits?" I asked. "Bandits, thieves, rogue Drüskelle soldiers. We can be under attack at any moment and you were already injured."

"By falling of my horse. Not being attacked."

"Still, I'm not risking anything bad. We have to get to the camp, can't make any stops or waist any time by petty distractions." He explained, losing his patience. I could sense the slight bitterness in his voice.

"Is hunting down the gold deer truly that important?"

"Do you want to be cured from the negative amplifier or not!?"

I didn't say anything. I remembered how I fainted from the negative amplifier and how I ended up waking in the Darkling's bed. How I loathed the fact he had me in his arms, unconscious.

He could have touched me when I was asleep. The thought of his hand feeling my face, made my cheek tingle. His hand going down to feel my neck. His mouth leaving small tingling sensations down my neck to my breasts. The amount of times he's seen me in some sort of cleavage. Made me disgusted.

I shivered. "What's wrong?" The Darkling sensed I was uncomfortable. "N-nothing."

He let it go and we continued to ride in silence. Until some noises started to divert my attention from the journey, to the trees around us.

Suddenly, I saw multiple assassins come out of the trees. Charging on with weapons towards us. The Darkling pulled on the reigns to stop the horse. He quickly got off, "Stay here." He ordered looking back up to me. I just nodded simply and payed close attention to how he was forming the cut, to strike down on some men.

I structured my bow with an arrow and fired it on a man who carried an axe. It stuck into the man's shoulder, he fell to the ground crying out in pain. Yet somehow I felt no remorse. This was self defence. I launched another arrow to one closer to me.

But we were out numbered, and I was  running out of arrows to fire. The Darkling looked exhausted too. Which surprised me. He didn't use the full extent of the cut, because I was here.

"We're out numbered." The Darkling stated, coming back closer to the horse where I sat.

I saw an arrow come behind the Darkling, I jumped off the horse and felt the arrow pierce into my leg. I fell down to the ground, screaming out in pain. "Aah."

"Alina!" I looked up to see the Darkling, getting his aim ready to use the cut. But before I could see everyone cut to death around me. I lost consciousness, feeling two hands pick me up.

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Published: 28/12/21 11:33 am