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Chapter 2:
My eyes quickly darted around the room, seeking some avenue for escape. There! I hid behind a monstrous column, crouching down. Please don't let them find me. Two men entered, debating loudly. I could only see bits of what was happening from my hiding place.
"You must give up this foolish ambition! She's gone, there is no way to bring her ."
"I swore we'd be together, I made an oath. My word is my bond."
".But at what cost? We are using all of our resources and time on this. What of the kingdom? War is imminent, the games are getting out of control, the people cry for action! I can not do this alone."
"Remember your place vizier, I know of the kingdom's problems. Don't you understand, I have to do this! We are getting closer." He grasp his companions arm tightly, " I could feel her presence that time." They came into view of the podium. "She's gone! Guards!"
Two more men in partial armor and holding spears appeared in the archway, "Has anyone entered this chamber?" His voice betrayed how tense he was, but still held an air of authority.
"No, M'lord." They replied in unison. I leaned out of my hiding place to get a better look at this "Lord." He wore a sarong type cloth wrapped around his middle leaving his muscular chest bare. He indeed looked regal with his wide golden neckpiece in the shape of a bird and jewel encrusted gauntlets adorning each wrist. His regality was more than that, it was the way he stood, the way he held the rapt attention of the other three men, he had an aura of power. I wanted to see more, and perhaps get some insight as to where I was and who these people were. I leaned a bit more--a bit too much. The "Lord" saw me.
I caught my first look at his eyes as they locked onto mine. Large and expressive they held me. Eyes the most unusual color of violet, eyes full of untold secrets. The paralysis seemed to return, as I could not break his gaze. His face went pale -- it seemed like he had seen a ghost. He looked away, I pressed back against the chamber wall bracing myself for discovery.
"Leave me--all of you. I need to be alone."
"But what of the Princess? Sire, did you want.?"
"Need I explain myself to a servant?" He let out an exhausted sigh.
The vizier and the guards left. I closed my eyes and waited. When nothing happened I suddenly wondered if the "Lord" had seen me at all, perhaps he had left as well. I opened my eyes and peeked around the corner.
I came within inches of the same hypnotic violet eyes that I had seen just moments earlier, the shock caused me to loose my balance and almost fall. His quick reflexes saved me. Long fingers wrapped around my arm and pulled me back from harms way and close to his chest. My heart constricted and my mouth went dry, as I slowly looked up into his face. He seemed as surprised as I was, and tighten the grip on my arm.
"Cassandra, is it you? Can it truly be you?" He scanned my face looking for something, some flicker of knowledge, some response to the wave of emotion he sent pouring out to me. His eyes were brimming with tears.
I had no ideal how to respond. The way he was holding me and looking at me, I wanted nothing more than to tell him that I was his Cassandra but ~I'm just some girl caught in a dream.~ I thought
His eyes narrowed and his hands loosened. It happened so abruptly I stumbled back against the stonewall. I finally noticed the bronze short sword at his side as he fingered its hilt. "Answer me, or I will assume that some demon has returned in my beloved's place, and slay you where you stand."
Ok, so I had two choices.
Chapter 2:
My eyes quickly darted around the room, seeking some avenue for escape. There! I hid behind a monstrous column, crouching down. Please don't let them find me. Two men entered, debating loudly. I could only see bits of what was happening from my hiding place.
"You must give up this foolish ambition! She's gone, there is no way to bring her ."
"I swore we'd be together, I made an oath. My word is my bond."
".But at what cost? We are using all of our resources and time on this. What of the kingdom? War is imminent, the games are getting out of control, the people cry for action! I can not do this alone."
"Remember your place vizier, I know of the kingdom's problems. Don't you understand, I have to do this! We are getting closer." He grasp his companions arm tightly, " I could feel her presence that time." They came into view of the podium. "She's gone! Guards!"
Two more men in partial armor and holding spears appeared in the archway, "Has anyone entered this chamber?" His voice betrayed how tense he was, but still held an air of authority.
"No, M'lord." They replied in unison. I leaned out of my hiding place to get a better look at this "Lord." He wore a sarong type cloth wrapped around his middle leaving his muscular chest bare. He indeed looked regal with his wide golden neckpiece in the shape of a bird and jewel encrusted gauntlets adorning each wrist. His regality was more than that, it was the way he stood, the way he held the rapt attention of the other three men, he had an aura of power. I wanted to see more, and perhaps get some insight as to where I was and who these people were. I leaned a bit more--a bit too much. The "Lord" saw me.
I caught my first look at his eyes as they locked onto mine. Large and expressive they held me. Eyes the most unusual color of violet, eyes full of untold secrets. The paralysis seemed to return, as I could not break his gaze. His face went pale -- it seemed like he had seen a ghost. He looked away, I pressed back against the chamber wall bracing myself for discovery.
"Leave me--all of you. I need to be alone."
"But what of the Princess? Sire, did you want.?"
"Need I explain myself to a servant?" He let out an exhausted sigh.
The vizier and the guards left. I closed my eyes and waited. When nothing happened I suddenly wondered if the "Lord" had seen me at all, perhaps he had left as well. I opened my eyes and peeked around the corner.
I came within inches of the same hypnotic violet eyes that I had seen just moments earlier, the shock caused me to loose my balance and almost fall. His quick reflexes saved me. Long fingers wrapped around my arm and pulled me back from harms way and close to his chest. My heart constricted and my mouth went dry, as I slowly looked up into his face. He seemed as surprised as I was, and tighten the grip on my arm.
"Cassandra, is it you? Can it truly be you?" He scanned my face looking for something, some flicker of knowledge, some response to the wave of emotion he sent pouring out to me. His eyes were brimming with tears.
I had no ideal how to respond. The way he was holding me and looking at me, I wanted nothing more than to tell him that I was his Cassandra but ~I'm just some girl caught in a dream.~ I thought
His eyes narrowed and his hands loosened. It happened so abruptly I stumbled back against the stonewall. I finally noticed the bronze short sword at his side as he fingered its hilt. "Answer me, or I will assume that some demon has returned in my beloved's place, and slay you where you stand."
Ok, so I had two choices.