Facing My Deepest Fear
The combats between us and the evils were still standing and they where are wined by a royal priest, or something like this, that fought for me and put the reason that I was in my motherhood for the year. They only released me five month later. I was eating and drinking as soon as they putted food in front of me. I magically healed my wounds and took a hot bath. When I got my sleep an all, I was up on my nerves when they came to beg pardon for the mistakes they've done but I have enough to listen to others instead of me so this time they were ordered to death. That night I've played the flute saying that everything is back to his normal course and that he will be able to see me again. But he never came. I waited day after day, still playing flute to make sure he knew there was still no sign of him. I though he might be keep captive or maybe even dead or he didn't wanted me anymore. It was a strange way foe me to think.The ground was covered by snow when the child was nine months old, but Andrew still never came. The child was on his way to this world and I never saw him. I stood by the window from morning to night but he never came. It was marvellously pretty to see the shinning stars on the branches at sunrise, I was sitting outside.waiting for something or someone. For those months, I never battle one mach until this one day when the priest was finally killed by the enemy, so I went to the battle field only to see Nemesis.
"You finally showed up!" he mocked. "Yes." I said, defying him with my eyes. "Don't look at me with those eyes."
I hated him. I wanted his death. We were starring at each other; I with my dangerously cold green regard and him his no pity and no heart gaze. He wanted my dead body. He wants to battle me till one dies.before I wouldn't mind but now it was different, I carried a baby and I have love. I didn't want to die.to leave everything when I'm so close to what I wanted.
"What do you want?" I said. "A rematch." "Then you'll get it!" "Don't say that too soon, my queen. This time I brought my two sons, why don't you meet them?" He said, clapping his hand.
They were almost identical but the other was more like Nemesis. Andrew was captured by them.they found out that I loved him.But now I don't know what to do anymore; kill Nemesis and risking Andrew and the other's lives also or I die with my unborn baby and leave this world in pain.Some say that feelings are always are greatest enemy, is it true? Will I be able to pull this out and risking no-ones life.The end of this book is not yet finished because I couldn't find the courage to foreshadow anything else.
The combats between us and the evils were still standing and they where are wined by a royal priest, or something like this, that fought for me and put the reason that I was in my motherhood for the year. They only released me five month later. I was eating and drinking as soon as they putted food in front of me. I magically healed my wounds and took a hot bath. When I got my sleep an all, I was up on my nerves when they came to beg pardon for the mistakes they've done but I have enough to listen to others instead of me so this time they were ordered to death. That night I've played the flute saying that everything is back to his normal course and that he will be able to see me again. But he never came. I waited day after day, still playing flute to make sure he knew there was still no sign of him. I though he might be keep captive or maybe even dead or he didn't wanted me anymore. It was a strange way foe me to think.The ground was covered by snow when the child was nine months old, but Andrew still never came. The child was on his way to this world and I never saw him. I stood by the window from morning to night but he never came. It was marvellously pretty to see the shinning stars on the branches at sunrise, I was sitting outside.waiting for something or someone. For those months, I never battle one mach until this one day when the priest was finally killed by the enemy, so I went to the battle field only to see Nemesis.
"You finally showed up!" he mocked. "Yes." I said, defying him with my eyes. "Don't look at me with those eyes."
I hated him. I wanted his death. We were starring at each other; I with my dangerously cold green regard and him his no pity and no heart gaze. He wanted my dead body. He wants to battle me till one dies.before I wouldn't mind but now it was different, I carried a baby and I have love. I didn't want to die.to leave everything when I'm so close to what I wanted.
"What do you want?" I said. "A rematch." "Then you'll get it!" "Don't say that too soon, my queen. This time I brought my two sons, why don't you meet them?" He said, clapping his hand.
They were almost identical but the other was more like Nemesis. Andrew was captured by them.they found out that I loved him.But now I don't know what to do anymore; kill Nemesis and risking Andrew and the other's lives also or I die with my unborn baby and leave this world in pain.Some say that feelings are always are greatest enemy, is it true? Will I be able to pull this out and risking no-ones life.The end of this book is not yet finished because I couldn't find the courage to foreshadow anything else.