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Chapter 8

Silvia

Today was our fourth day of travel, and we had at least two more days until we reached the old city. I glared at anyone who dared to look at me, or speak to me. I wasn't allowed to take watch during the night. Simon said it was because I was a princess and the only female human on the trip, but I knew it was because they all thought I would sneak away during the night.

The best part is that I have Demetrius watching my every move. He wouldn't let me go off alone to refill our water bags, or go in search of food to eat. I couldn't even go to the bathroom without him guarding the front of the cave or tunnel which I was using. I hated him. I had disliked him before, but now I loathed him even more. He has become the bane of my existence.

"Come Silvia. We break to rest the fliers and eat." Demetrius called. I glared at him and sat as far away from him as possible. "She has become very moody lately." I heard him whisper to my brother.

"I believe it is that time of month." Simon whispered back.

"I can hear you." I snapped. Demetrius and Simon exchanged a look. "I am not PMSing!" I yelled at them.

"What ever you say Silver," Demetrius said tearing off a piece of bread and eating it.

I glared at him and began to pick at my food. "Eat Silvia." Simon said as he watched me. I ignored him.

"Come now Silver. You need to keep your strength up. Who knows what we might face." Demetrius smiled at me.

"My name is not Silver." I said giving him my fiercest glare.

"What ever you say Silver." He smirked. Just because I have silver eyes, I thought, it's like he is making fun of them. Cannon never made fun of my eyes. I didn't bother focusing on the fact that he never mentioned my eyes, but that was not important. Cannon also didn't like it when I slipped into my Overland speech. It was not as if I could help it. Father talked like that and Uncle Hazard did as well. He would always get mad when I used it. I don't know why.

I shook my head to get the negative thoughts out of it. Cannon loved me. That's all that mattered.

I finished all that I wanted to eat and grabbed my sword. I went a little ways from the group to practice my drills. I heard Demetrius get up from beside Simon and follow me. I ignored him and began. Soon I was in rager mode, and I could feel the familiar rush of adrenaline flowing through my veins. I welcomed the distraction. It would not do for me to get out of practice, especially when no one knew what to expect.

"You must hold your arm higher. It will make holding the sword easier." Demetrius said after a moment. I rolled my eyes and continued to thrust my sword through imaginary foes. "If you would just listen to me Silver it would make your life a whole lot easier."

"My arm is fine." I grunted, but raised my sword arm slightly and found he was right. I would never admit it to him though. No need to make his ego any larger.

"Would you like a sparing partner?" he asked amused.

"No." I answered shortly, while stabbing my opponent in the heart.

"You are afraid?" he asked smugly.

I stopped mid form and turned to face him. "No, I'm not afraid."

"Then I challenge you."

"Fine." I answered, and took my position turning off my rager sense. I was going to beat him on skill alone. He stood across from me, and we began circling each other. I raised my sword and charged. His sword clashed with mine as he blocked my attack. I put all my frustration into my moves, and had the upper hand for a while until I made a fatal mistake, and he almost had me. After that we switched off on who was attacking and who was defending.

Finally we called truce and both of us finished panting. "You are not bad Silver." He said taking off his shirt and using it to wipe his face.

I nodded, "Thank you. You are not so bad either." I said trying to catch my breath. Demetrius smirked and raised an eyebrow at me. I studied his features. Demetrius was extremely fit. I had always known that, but I had not known he was that muscular. I quickly looked away from him, and walked back to the small fire where the fliers were resting.

"Good you're back." Little Ripred said looking us over with a critical eye. "We will be leaving shortly." I nodded and took a sip of water from one of the bags.

We left not long after, and I lay down on Apollo's back to try to get some rest. Instead my thoughts turned to my 'body guard'. I knew why I disliked him. It was stupid and childish, but to me it was a good reason.

Cannon hated him so I pretended to hate him. I loathed him, but not to the point where I wished he was dead. Only sometimes when I was extremely angry with him, but then I would regret it and wish him harm no more.

We used to be friends. He was only a year older than I, and we had played together with Simon while his mother and father worked when we were children. Deep down I missed our friend, but I couldn't think about that. I have to hate him because Cannon hates him, I tried to convince myself. I didn't really want to hate him though.

Gasp! I actually updated after a week. What do you think?

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