Hard Revelations
That was not the first meeting they had in the living room and, probably, would not even the last, yet the air they breathed was saturated with dark emotions that they had no voice.
Everything was reduced to eloquent glances, seemingly insignificant gestures and random, but had nothing normal. Only silence was a sick silence that was polluting the lungs, which devoured everything from the darkest flames reducing all in smoke and ash.
A silence that discharged its poison in their minds, like a syringe that injected atrocious feelings directly under their skin, directly into the veins.
Nadja pursed lips nervously, her hands were in constant motion, tortured by seemed an absurd and paradoxical situation. She who until then had believed in Sapphira, now she was the one who doubted her. She had to snatch away the pain of an alleged treason and try to listen to what her friend had to say. Nadja coughed for a second, breaking definitively that absurd atmosphere that had been created. «I think it is time to are many questions with no response»
«I know» Saphira nodded sadly, then shrugged her shoulders. «I just do not know where to start»
Nadja looked at the girl with compassion, yet she could not suppress the burning sensation of raised an eyebrow in sufficiency, and then assert cynically: «Maybe you could explain to us why we would be dead entering the fucking cave. Maybe you could even explain to me why you waited until the last second to appear» she diverted her gaze to Kei, adding with a cautionary tone:« And you do not try to defend her or you have to go all the way »
Sapphira gasped for several seconds, she knew the exact moment when she would finally say a word everything would change and she would have lost control of everything, yet was forced to surrender, bent by the hostile stares of those who finally she could call friends. «You'd be dead because the power balance would have no do not have the powers and your items would not have recognized you. And before someone asks: the powers could be back»
«I wonder who is the cause,» said Mariam dismissive. She had to listen to her instincts and not become attached to Sapphira. The annoyed not have control of the situation and not knowing what to had the distinct feeling of living in a perpetual vicious circle that turned on itself, returning to the starting point.
And it was precisely the problem: once again she had nothing to rely on, no theory that would lead to recovery of magic.
«Mariam!» warned Julia severa but Sapphira held up a hand and shook her head. «Never mind, she's right»
«But you said we can recover them ... and maybe I'm making a mistake but I trust you»
Sapphira widened in surprise and a shy smile appeared on her face, muttering softly, «Thank you»
«Don't thanks» said the actress acidly, still hesitant about her choice very risky. «I just want you to answer two questions: How can we recover the powers and why have you betrayed us»
«You can't tear something that is part of us,» she said quietly, then added, «You have to dig in you, search for the source in your heart ... it's just that Vorkov does not know.» Sapphira suddenly tensed, sensing a boulder on the heart, the hands trembled slightly and her throat seemed to be dry, completely unable to make sounds. It was so many years she had tried to forget, to pretend that the story did not exist but Sapphira knew it was impossible to suppress and hide a pain that wore silently and who destroyed her world. «As it was for Nadja, Yuri and Boris and in the past even for Kei, even I was brought to the monastery. It's just that ... it was different for were orphans, children sold to become soldiers and there was violence. I was young, I was fifteen when my parents were killed in front of my eyes ... they knew the secret of the four princesses and someone wanted to take possession of everything. I started stealing, I had nothing, and the more absurd when I met Vorkov. He raised me as a daughter and I trusted him, until six months ago I connected everything he had concocted all, he killed my parents for money and power, he tried to kill you years ago and I thought it was right, although the first time I was dying because of all who cares for an orphan? One evening I found a dossier were collected everything that was done to me. I ran away, after days and days of torture. But I was serving him alive. I, however, I just wanted to disappear and what better place than the village of Saint Shield? He did not know where he was ... a few months ago everything changed, I pretended to want to yes, I'm the bitch that made you lose power but I wanted revenge»
There was a silence broken only by the silent cry of Sapphira. That story seemed almost absurd and paradoxical but everyone knew that the story made sense, until, suddenly Sapphira added, «I should not say it but there was another person who knew everything: Alexandra»
Mariam blinked several times had never forgotten the name of her mother but had never uttered. Slowly she was forgetting everything, her voice, her face ... everything, yet felt the feeling of reliving a dejavu, had taken a step back in time. «My mother ... what does my mother in all this?»
«You already know»
The actress looked down and bit the inside of her lips, suddenly became tense, avoiding the eyes of her boyfriend. Ozuma could not see her in that state of total weakness.
She took a deep breath, modulating her voice seemingly calm. «Alexandra was not part of the resort but came there when she met my father. Since I assume that the name was Russian, although she has never confirmed. When she died I was seventeen years old ... so Vorkov could have taken time to find it, and even if it did you'd be safe in that village, but it's don't have sense»
«The more a thing is in sight and not known. I was safe because Vorkov believed that I would have no one ever accepted there ... Alexandra and my mother were sisters ... They knew this secret for years ... I want to ... "
«I do not know what it's like she was killed» she lowered her head and narrowing hee eyes with one hand covered her mouth. Ever wanted to relive the drama of those moments and all the internal conflicts that had to be was the princess of his village, the granddaughter of the head and fled away causing its total alignment from a life that had never belonged to the hilt. She had been blind.
She got clues under the eyes for years and only now was making sure everything was changed for one reason. Mariam narrowed her eyes, fighting back tears. «So we're related ... it's absurd! Definitely absurd»
«Trust me, it's also strange to me! Finding out that the person I most hated, it's actually my cousin is strange»
Mariam raised her head with a jerk, her eyes suddenly became empty but her lips moved slightly. «It remains a mystery: who is the fifth princess?» But she, of all people, was the only one to have an that question.
Nadja jumped. They had lost so much time looking for a solution to the entire puzzle to have forgotten and abandoned their research. «Damn,» she breathed discouraged «and what now?»
«I think we should continue to look for, it can not be that far away if we work as a team» said Sapphira with a calm tone, only to mention a smile, «and this time I want to work with you»
«Sapphira is right,» Mariam's voice was calm, but there was something terribly ominous in her tone of voice, until a strange smile deformed her face. «The fifth princess is you.»
Space author:
Hello everyone, I know I have a delay of the date but, honestly, I have not the strength to write something.I lack the desire to write and do anything, but I decided to get to work and write this casino and with that I think will serve an extra chapter to finish everything but who cares? I do not know if and when I will update but I will, sooner or later.
So thank you all ...
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