🔜 Chapter Eighteen 🔚

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By Arabella:
[December 5th]

"Sometimes people don't think anything when you yell for help. So try yelling out 'FIRE!' when the word help doesn't work right away." - Rocklynn Valente

"Illusion!?" He questioned.

"It's a spell. Someone can channel themselves from far away to do things, like spying, anything. Croak used it to do this." I take a breath. "He's getting stronger."

He grabs my chin with his hands and tilts his face to mine. "What aren't you telling me" I stare into his eyes. My breaths become shaky, maybe it's from my almost death experience or my lack of sleep, or magic. But I just break down. 

Tears instantly fill my eyes as I explain to him everything, everything that I can. "I made the staff show me what happened at the tree. I watched as he killed and fought all those people. My people. And not only that he used magic. Magic before he had the spell book."

He cups my face, and wipes away my tears. "Maybe he knew a spell?"

"Yes but that's not my point. Magic can only happen with the wand if you're not a Valente." I state

"I thought that was known? The magic comes from your tree and it gives to the wand." He questions

"No. I mean yes but not just that. The tree gives power to our bloodline, and the wand. The spell book, and wand are what help us control it. And when croak used the magic, he had neither the wand of the spell book present." I say, as I slowly stop crying.

"Wait.. so croak is a Valente?" I let out a breath of relief as he finally pieced it together

"Yes. And I don't know who he is." I state.

"When doing the illusion spell thing, do you need to be focused or something on it?" He asks

"Kind of. I've never done it. All spells require a certain level of focus, some more than others. You would need the wand to channel enough energy to channel the illusion and do something with your actual body." I answer

"Do you need to touch the wand to feel its power, or be in the same room as it?" He asks again.

"Uhh usually in the same room you can feel it, but to channel you have to touch it." I answer. This time he sighs. "What?"

"Nothing. Just thought I knew who it was... but it doesn't match." He stands up, then helps me to my feet.

"Who?" I ask.

"I won't tell you here. I don't know who's listening." He states. That's true.

"We need to get back to Floravera and get word out. I need a new plan." I look to the floor, my plan hasn't went as expected. I almost died tonight. Liam almost died tonight. Because of this fucking wand, 12 guards are dead as well as Mr hillston. "We need to find Ms Hillston. She isn't safe."

He cups my face. "No one's plans go as expected. Remember that." He then takes my hand my hand to pull me out of the room.

"Wait. I need my wand" I say looking around for it. He looks too.

He points towards the sofa. "There." He walks over, bends down, grabs it then hands it to me. I take it then follow him out of the room. I turn the wand back into a ring.

Liam eyes the ring on my finger. "You know one day you'll be wearing a better one than that." I raise an eyebrow "that's the day we share last names." He grins at me.

"And children." I add. He stops in his tracks. I chuckle. "I win." Then walk past him through the hallway. I hear him sigh then follow behind me.

We walk into the entrance way where all the guards got murdered. Ms Hillston was inside the dining room, trying to wake Preston up. We walked to her. "Is he okay?" Liam asked

"I don't know. He's breathing but he won't wake." She sighs as she looks over at her dead husband lying on the floor then back to Preston.

I get up from their side and walk to Mr Hillston. "Ari?" Liam asks as I grab a blanket from a decor couch.

"I'm fine Liam" I lay the blanket on Mr Hillston to cover his body. "Just trying to cover them up. We need to get everyone back to Floravera." I state.

He nods in agreement. Then i see movement below me. My eyes snap towards Mr. Hillston as he moves under the blanket. I rip it off him. "Mr Hillston!?"

His eyes flutter open and through his bloody lips he says, "help me." Mrs Hillston rushes over to him and Andrew stays by Preston's side.

"We need carriages and fast." She holds Mr hillstons head with her hands. She looks at me

"Most of the guards are sleeping. But they aren't far. Just down the road." She says

I stand, without thinking I run outside and straight to the guards tower. It's just barely a mile away. I run as fast as I can to the tower.

I climb the steps and then bang on the door. "HELP!!" I bang harder. "HELP PLEASE" I bang so hard I could break the door down. "THERES A FIRE"

The door throws itself open and 2 men appear in their pjs then there's some mumbling in the back. "It's the king. He's been stabbed. We need to get everyone to Floravera!" 2 guards run past me and straight to he palace still in their pjs. The others quickly throw on some armor

"Who are you, and where's the fire??" One of them asks.

"Queen of Floravera. You? And there is no fire. I said that to get your attention faster." I answer im still out of breath.

"That's smart, I'm Head guard James." He bows "let's get you to the palace... maybe clean you off." He eyes me up and down. I'm drenched in croaks fake blood still.

"No time. We gotta get to Floravera. Let's go." I turn on my heel, back down the steps and run for my life again back to the palace.

I run in and Liam is helping them put Hillston on a stretcher they got from the closet to the right.  Ms Hillston is standing by Preston. Some guards run in behind me, immediately running to both men.

Ms Hillston "get the carriages. We are taking everyone to Floravera immediately." The guards nod. Time to go home.

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