(Bloom POV)
I knew deep down I wasn't ready to go see them, but I had no other choice. I needed answers and it turns out going to Eraklyon was where I could only get them.
It was dusk there. The sky lit like the colour of caramel in the fading sun of today. The sun casts an eerie shadow on the white palace. The square pillars leaving darkness on the guards faces which make them less approachable.
When I step out from the shade the guards eyes dart to me and I can see they are on alert by my presence. The ones at the bottom of the stairs block me from going up them, and I am not faltered by this. I haven't exactly got a clean slate here.
"Princess Bloom of Sparks , how may the guard of Eraklyon serve you." He says it like a robot, his brown eyes glued to me and my movements. I straighten up.
"I am here to see King Erendor and… Prince Sky, it's an urgent message from Faragonda." I lie to them. I know it's the only way they would let me in.
The guard that talked to me has a small conversation with his accompanied guard before turning back to me with a nod of his head. "Very well Princess, follow me. We will alert them immediately."
The guard, in his rose gold amour and blue undercoats leads me up the white stairs, the ones I was once dragged up. The other guard I am guessing is going to find Erendor and Sky. Gosh, there going to be mad at me. But I push my nerves to the side to see what needs to be done.
I make it to the throne room, where I was hoping to be lead to. He closes the large door behind him and I am left alone it the deadly silence of the darking room.
I turn my head to look upon the thrones that sit beneath the reason I have come. The stain glass window is the exact same picture. The tall ancient looking buildings, detailed with small black windows and double doors. The city seems to be floating on a hill and it is surrounded by a beautiful blue. The evening light makes the image glow, like a star, a cold and distant light.
I take out the medallion from my pocket and hold it up, comparing the almost exact picture. But it still does not answer my question of what this is.
Soon enough there is an echo through the room of the doors being open with Erendor, worry in his face and Sky the same. Although they both seem just as uncomfortable to see me. It's not a nice place to be in right about now.
"Princess Bloom, what is this urgent message." Erendor asks, getting straight to the point and I sigh.
"I know you're going to be mad, but that was a lie. I just need to come talk to you." I say, my voice annoyingly shaking to show my unease. Sky lets out what looks to be a relived breathe. I guess he thought something bad happened. Erendor on the other hand looks furious.
"This behaviour is unacceptable, I am calling the guards to assort you out of this castle." He says shortly. Sky just stands there looking at me, pained and I can't bear to look back.
"Erendor I just have one question." I say urgently he shakes his head with a grunt and turns around to walk out the door.
"Please" I shout after him. "You owe me that much…"
This seems to stop Erendor in his tracks. His sigh is loud as he turns back around, his eyes seem to be bored with me, but at the same time show pity.
"What is your question, Princesses." He asks calmly and I nod , to show my thanks.
"What does that glass window represent?" I say gesturing to the window above the thrones. Erendor seems surprised by my question.
"That is a portrait of the city of Acrom, or of what it used to look like… Princesses I find it odd you ask such a question. May I ask what this entails ?"
I take out my medallion again and hold it up, Erendor almost has a face of recognition when seeing it and strides forward to collect it from me.
"Where did you get this?" he questions still studying the picture and words on the wood. I give a confused look to Sky, and he also is as muddled as me.
"When I was found on Earth, they found it around my neck … the writing reads Nor my Eatha, jwa kan Dimna. Bring the-"
"-Light , to the Darkness… the prophecy" Erendor finishes in a whisper, I step forward about to ask more questions when the great doors to the room slowly open. Samera, Queen of Eraklyon and Sky's mother walks in first.
She walks over to us with a quick pace in her step, eying me before turning to her husband. They whisper things a cannot hear a few feet in front of me. There's another noise and that's when Samera and Erendor step aside, both looking at me with no expression. That's when I see who is standing at the door.
Uther, The leader of the magic council. I haven't seen that face in three years and I hope he would be dead by the time I had to see him again.
"It's been too long Princesses." His voice echoes through the room as he approaches. With two dozen guards accompanying him, in formation. Dark, with swords at their belt, and spears standing in their hands.
"Not long enough, Uther." I say back bowing as Erendor, Samera and Sky do as he approaches me closer. I start to notice the guards behind them streaming out of order. Almost starting to surround me. I start walking back instinctively but the guards are already in a circle and one pushes me back into the middle.
"Well it's been long enough for me, it has been brought to my attention that you have been researching on ways to restore Sparks to its former glory. Is this true Princess?" He asks, looking at me with deep concentration. I don't reply, I just look down and away. How did her find out?
I know what comes next won't be good, but I am not going back to the clasp of Uther. Of all the things he has put me through. I shift into my fairy form. My wings expand out and I am in my long blue chiffon skirt with crystals and flowers. By midriff top with long sleeves made of small and delicate roses and my hair in a low messy bun. I shoot up for the celling, flying to the exit door.
I am not even half way there when a spear slices my leg, causing pain to make me fall to the ground. I try and get to my feet when guards come running to me and I blast them with magic. My blazing fire shoots them back knocking the next fighters at the same time.
I am about to attack again when Uthers voice stops me.
"I would stop that if I were you Princesses." Uther syas, with his bitter smile and walking closer to me with his twisted staff. His robes guiding along the smooth marble floor.
"I am not going with you Uther." I hiss up at him and he smiles wider at me.
"Oh I think you might change your mind." He says before turning his head to the large double doors, ceiling height. "Bring her!"
Two guards come around the corner, dragging a struggling person under their arms. I recognise those colourful robes, that long dark grey hair.
"No…" I whisper disbelieved and scared as Mya is in the hands of the guards. She has a black eye and she still puts up a fight before she finds my gaze and I am filled with rage. I manage to get up, with the pain of the deep cut the spear has left me with and start to walk over to Mya.
Another guard comes up and rests a spear head at her heart. I freeze; I know what Uther is doing. I feel his presence behind me.
"One wrong move, Princesses." Uther whispers in my ear, as he stands behind me." And all I have to do is give the word."
I am shaking with rage, with fear with the unknown. I could stop them by myself easily … but Mya. I can't do anything in this exact moment. Mya is like my family and I would never let me be the reason she dies.
"What do you want with me?" I say in a hushed voice. I feel Uthers icy cold hands reach out and bring my hands behind my back.
"All in good time Princesses." He says softly, has she shackles my hands behind my back, I know there magic resistant, just like Mya's. "All in good time…"
He shoves me forward and that's my queue to move, he steps aside when another guard stands too close behind me pushing me forward.
"Sorry for this indigestion Erendor." I hear Uther blatantly apologize as I make it closer to the door. "I suppose I will see you at the trial."
I look back and Erendor and Samera just nod their heads, not saying a word. Erendor still holds my medallion and I nearly shove my way back to get it.
I then turn my gaze to Sky. We hadn't spoken one word to each other before. I don't know what I was expecting Sky's expression to be. Angry for what they did to me, Sad because of everything that's happened to us, Or in my darkest dreams, him being happy that I was finally taken away like this. But no, when I see his face he wears no expression. Like I am just a stranger to him, like I didn't mean anything to him anymore. And that hurt more then what was to come.
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