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Chapter 8 - Allure of the Spell-bound (Part 2)

He pushed me towards the side of the bed against the wall. Since the bed was narrow, I could feel his cool skin as he took the space beside me.

"Do not move around and sleep."

He had made sure that all windows are closed and used the blankets to cover them as well. Hopefully the night air would not be too cold.

𝐼 π‘π‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ β„Žπ‘’π‘Žπ‘£π‘–π‘›π‘’π‘ π‘  π‘œπ‘“ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘ π‘€π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘ 𝑖𝑛 π‘šπ‘¦ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘š, 𝐼 π‘šπ‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ π‘›π‘œπ‘‘ 𝑏𝑒 π‘Žπ‘π‘™π‘’ π‘‘π‘œ 𝑠𝑀𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑑 π‘œπ‘›π‘π‘’ π‘šπ‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘  𝐼 π‘ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘œπ‘’π‘›π‘‘π‘™π‘’π‘ π‘  π‘œπ‘“ π‘π‘œπ‘‘π‘–π‘’π‘  π‘™π‘–π‘‘π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘ π‘œπ‘› π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘”π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘’π‘›π‘‘. 𝐼 π‘π‘Žπ‘›'𝑑 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘šπ‘’π‘šπ‘π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘–π‘Ÿ π‘“π‘Žπ‘π‘’π‘  π‘π‘’π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘¦'𝑣𝑒 π‘Žπ‘‘π‘‘π‘Žπ‘π‘˜π‘’π‘‘ π‘šπ‘’, π‘‘π‘’π‘ π‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘’ π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘šπ‘–π‘ π‘’π‘‘ π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’π‘‘π‘œπ‘š π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘š π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘‘π‘’π‘šπ‘œπ‘› π‘™π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘, 𝑖𝑓 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘¦ π‘‘π‘’π‘“π‘’π‘Žπ‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘šπ‘’.

𝐴𝑑 π‘“π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘ π‘‘, 𝐼 π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘£π‘’π‘›π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘›π‘¦ π‘‘π‘’π‘Žπ‘‘β„Žπ‘ . 𝐼 π‘€π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘›π‘Žπ‘€π‘Žπ‘¦. 𝑏𝑒𝑑 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘¦ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘£π‘’ π‘ π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘’π‘›π‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘šπ‘’, π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘’π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘  𝐼 π‘šπ‘Žπ‘¦ π‘‘π‘œ 𝑗𝑒𝑠𝑑 π‘˜π‘›π‘œπ‘π‘˜ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘š π‘’π‘›π‘π‘œπ‘›π‘ π‘π‘–π‘œπ‘’π‘ , π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘¦ 𝑑𝑖𝑑 π‘›π‘œπ‘‘ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘šπ‘Žπ‘–π‘› π‘Žπ‘ π‘™π‘’π‘’π‘. π΄π‘“π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ 30π‘‘β„Ž π‘π‘œπ‘‘π‘¦, 𝐼 π‘ π‘‘π‘œπ‘π‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘˜π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘›π‘œπ‘‘π‘–π‘π‘’. 𝐼 π‘€π‘Žπ‘  𝑗𝑒𝑠𝑑 π‘Žπ‘π‘œπ‘’π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ 𝑠𝑖𝑑 π‘‘π‘œπ‘€π‘› π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘€π‘Žπ‘–π‘‘ π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘šπ‘¦ π‘‘π‘’π‘Žπ‘‘β„Ž, 𝑏𝑒𝑑 β„Žπ‘’ 𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑑 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘“π‘’π‘Žπ‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ.

"𝐾𝑖𝑙𝑙 π‘Ž β„Žπ‘’π‘›π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘› π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘π‘Žπ‘› π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘ π‘‘."

π‘‡β„Žπ‘’π‘› 𝑖𝑑 π‘π‘’π‘π‘Žπ‘šπ‘’ π‘Ž π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘›π‘§π‘¦, π‘’π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘¦π‘œπ‘›π‘’ π‘Žπ‘‘π‘‘π‘’π‘šπ‘π‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ 𝑒𝑠𝑒 π‘Žπ‘›π‘¦ π‘šπ‘’π‘Žπ‘›π‘  π‘›π‘’π‘π‘’π‘ π‘ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘¦ π‘‘π‘œ π‘˜π‘–π‘™π‘™ π‘šπ‘’. πΉπ‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘š 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑑 π‘‘π‘œ π‘šπ‘¦ 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠, π‘‘β„Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’ π‘Žπ‘‘ π‘Ž π‘‘π‘–π‘šπ‘’, π‘π‘œπ‘–π‘ π‘œπ‘› π‘‘π‘Žπ‘”π‘”π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘£π‘–π‘‘π‘’π‘‘ 𝑏𝑦 β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘™π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘ β„Žπ‘–π‘. 𝐡𝑒𝑑 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘œπ‘šπ‘šπ‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ π‘ π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘£π‘–π‘£π‘’ π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘›π‘”, π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘ π‘œπ‘šπ‘’β„Žπ‘œπ‘€ 𝐼 π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘šπ‘Žπ‘–π‘›π‘’π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘™π‘–π‘£π‘’. 𝐸π‘₯β„Žπ‘Žπ‘’π‘ π‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘œπ‘› π‘‘π‘œπ‘ π‘œπ‘“ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ 𝑝𝑖𝑙𝑒 π‘œπ‘“ π‘ π‘’π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘ β„Žπ‘’π‘Žπ‘‘π‘ , π‘‘π‘–π‘ π‘™π‘œπ‘π‘Žπ‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘šπ‘  π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 π‘π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘π‘ π‘’.

"πΊπ‘œπ‘œπ‘‘ π‘”π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘™." β„Žπ‘’ π‘™π‘–π‘π‘˜π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘™π‘œπ‘œπ‘‘ π‘Žπ‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ 𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 π‘œπ‘“ π‘šπ‘¦ π‘“π‘Žπ‘π‘’, "𝑀𝑦 π‘€π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘Ÿπ‘–π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘Žπ‘›π‘”π‘’π‘™."

"No!" I swung my arm trying to swat his face away.

"Hey, stop it." my hands were gripped tightly, but I struggled "Stop!" a slap across my face brought me to the present. Sweat soaking my new clean clothes. "What was that?"

I silently moved back towards the wall, gasping for breath. Feeling the exhaustion back then. My hands trembling, as if it could still feel the weight of the sword that killed a hundred prisoners. Most might be criminals, but some might be innocent like the fourth to the last lad who was trembling as he grab the sword that fell near his foot and rushed towards me.

I closed my eyes as I felt the vamphyre's stare.

Calm down, I chanted inwardly. Breathe. Calm down. Unknowingly, I feel into a dreamless sleep sitting up with my back against the wall, facing Lord Winters.

When I woke up with his face inches away from mine, I was startled and immediately sat upright. I might have laid down and stretched in my sleep. I wanted to get up from the bed but I have to walk on top of him to do it, so I remain seated with my back against the wall trying to put as much space from the man beside me.

"Your heart beat is too loud." he complained as he ran his hand through his hair and sat up. "I can't continue to sleep." he glared at me and finally stood up to walked away from the bed towards the pitcher of water. He washed the sleep from his face.

"I am going to ask for food," he opened the door, "Attend to you needs, make it quick. I would return at a count of 50."

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Even after the count of a hundred, he haven't return. The food was laid out on the table. I wanted to wait for him but my stomach is rumbling and I know he doesn't need the nourishment as I do. I was about to take my second helping of the meal when I felt the pull of the chain. I was yanked out of the door, causing a whole on it, dragged across the stairs and the floor - drawing surprised stares from the patrons.

What is happening?

I felt every rock and roots dig to my skin. The new clothes dirtied once again.

This stupid vamphyre.

I could only shield my face with my hands as I waited for my body to slam against his. But I stopped somewhere, I slammed into thin air.

An enchanted barrier.

I could see a hut near me. I tried to walk around, pushing against the barrier, trying to stop from slamming into it again. There is no way in. Judging from the rune stone hidden on the ground by one of the trees surrounding this hut, it belongs to a witch.

Has the vamphyre been spell-bound somehow?

The answer to that came when he went out of the door and walked towards a shed, only to return with a bundle of woods under his arms.

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