Mihrab had no choice but to accept Cyra would be guarding Vitalis as well. Things had been… odd at first. Mihrab had been clearly displeased all day. Vitalis was trying to find his footing again with Cyra. He just wasn’t sure what he could say anymore now that she knew the truth. How were supposed to act around the woman you loved who didn’t love you back? Continue reading
Mihrab came by twice a day, once before he went to meet Prince Vitalis and after he was done for the day. Cyra made it clear that she didn’t like that he was leaving Vitalis alone at night. Mihrab brushed her off, telling her there were guards in the hall. Cyra decided not to tell him it wasn’t someone getting in she was worried about; it was Vitalis getting out. Continue reading
She still couldn’t breathe. Her hands scrambled at her throat, clutching it. She shot up, twisting and thrashing, trying to throw off the suffocating feeling still crushing her.
“Cyra!” Continue reading
Sand was beneath her feet. Cyra’s head turned slowly. To her confusion, the sand in the distance was disappearing. Cyra blinked and her heart raced with fear when she realized it was turning to water. She spun and started running away from the approaching waves. She pumped her arms, but the mass of water was faster. Continue reading