Amidst the screams and the people running away from the tent , Mila ducked down before she was suddenly pulled by someone . She was dragged away from the chaos . The person's grip firm on her frozen body as they take her away . Orders were being barked around before Mila finally recognized the owner of the voice as Conner and the person who responded next to her sounded exactly like Augustus. The man's voice is like the sea : calm and beautiful from afar yet the most dangerous place in the world to be . It hides the most scariest things inside it .
She was suddenly seated down by the person who held her . She felt the softness beneath her but she could barely look around and tell where she is . She didn't want to move with the blood splattered on her face and the article of clothing that she wore. She stared blankly into space while the guards secured the area around where she sat .
Through her eyes , the blurry images of people running around started to turn smaller and less vivid . Their figures seemed as though they are disappearing and slowly , her eyelids closed on their own before she fell down on the cushioned seat she sat on uncousious.
The darkness welcomed her . And she felt ... relived , to be back at a safe place . She felt a sense of safety and security . She felt calm . You may ask , how ? And the answer to that weighs much , but it's simple : she's all alone in the darkness . She loves being alone , because no one and nothing is there to remind her how harsh the world has been and is to her . To remind her how she murdered her father . To remind her how she is the cause of a broken family . Oh - she's not alone . Darkness is here. But he or she , they are quiet. They never hurt her by their words . They never ask her to talk of her feelings and then at the end of the day they judge her and call her a lunatic . Well her many therapists have never said that out loud but eyes speak more than words . So the answer to that is : she loves being dead to the world for a awhile .
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"When is she going to wake up?" The high pitch yet distant shouting voice of her mother rang in her ears .
Through her half opened eyes , she scanned the room . White ceiling , white curtains . Not this room again . Her eyelids closed and she seeped into darkness again .
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"She must have endured a lot of horror that has shocked her . Resulting in her body shutting itself down. " The voice rang into Mila's eyes . She stepped out of the darkness and tried to open the eyes but a splitting headache bad other plans for her . Her face morphed into an expression of pain before she closed her eyes . Again .
"Her immune system is really weak ." She heard the masculine voice before she blacked out . Again .
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She did not have the same nightmare this time . It was silence . It was dark . She was nowhere and she could only see darkness within her closed eyes . She couldn't explain the feeling . She felt lost . Alone . Yet emotionless . Her mind seemed awake while her body is asleep .
Yet she was scared . In the past few years , she was used to seeing the figure standing bu the cliff and gazing attentively at the moon , as if guarding it . Now where is he ? Where is the moon ? Where is the bush ? Where are the red roses with thorns ? Where is the black soil beneath her feet ? Where is the dark sky ? Where is -
She was alone now , but she misses the quite figure . It's strange . She loves her solitude , but she welcomes the figure . Perhaps it's because , he too , is silent .
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Hours later.
Her eyes were tight shut and she seemed to be in a deep slumber , from what the owner of the silver eyes could see as he observed hers .
He stood by the side of her bed silently before he placed the single rose on the stand besides her bed . His brilliant silver eyes scan the room and the shadows lingering behind the door of her room backed away while growling and making sounds that annoyed him .
His gaze did not linger any longer on the shadows before he glanced back at the sleeping princess.
"Such a frail woman you are , little princess. " He muttered under his breath .
He lifted his hands and caressed her cheeks with the back of his fingers . He was sure she felt that because she shivered under his touch .
"Wake up ." He whispered the words before he turned around and approached the chair by the mirror and picked it up . On his way back to her bed , he notices her eyes were open , scanning the dark room . Those eyes , they glow just like his .
He sat down the chair before he took a seat besides her bed causing her to jump at his sudden sight . He noticed the jumped , but the little princess tried so hard not to appear intimidated by his sudden presence but only surprised. It amuses him , truly . Which is wrong .
Mila looked at the silver eyes . Her heart was racing and she couldn't tell if he hears it or not because at how he glanced down at her chest for a few seconds which felt like hours in the silence .
She was breathing heavily and she was just making an excuse to herself by saying that she was uncousious for God knows how long , off course she needs to catch her breath . And that is why she was selfishly sucking in all the air to her lungs .
He finally looked up at her and her breath caught up her throat . She wanted to scream out for Conner , since he's the only one she knows his name amongst the two other guards .
With the why his eyes jumped to her suddenly , her body turned alarmed and sent out signals . Run . But she stayed glued to the bed like she is cuffed to the headboard . She also had a reason to reason with her stupid decisions that he might shut her mouth before she even breaths out a word to call out for the guards.
"Don't back away from me . Do I look like any of your haunting friends ?" His voice rang pleasantly in her ears . It was still as deep and as calm like before. 'Like he's voice could ever change Mila ,' Her subconscious rolled it eyes at her.
"I'm not sure . Are you not ?" Mila fires back the question , proud of her firm voice .
She suddenly sat and observed how his eyes hardened on her .This is the first time he had ever given her the look of unpleasanty . It made her want to shrink back and mutter an apology to him while batting her eyelashes at him innocently at him so that he could know that she was just joking . Was she ? And no , she wouldn't do that .
His look made her uncomfortable and she was starting to question if he was truly offended . Has this man even taken the time to look at the mirror? He looks nothing like- "One of your haunting friends ? Don't sleep on my features." He spoke before he leaned forward and Mila backed away , getting further away from him before she jumped out from the other side of the bed and she ran , heading to the door . Her mouth parted for her to call out for Conner but her breath hitched up her throat when a hand clasped her mouth shut . Her back harshly collided with his solid hard body .
"I will take you away from here forcibly and back with me to my mansion where you will fill your role as my wife if you ever dare to waste our time again and run away from me ." His deep and cold voice spoke into her ears with raw intentions . His hot breath fanned her skin , causing goosebumps to rise in the awakening . She shivered and refrained from struggling . "Understood?" He questioned and she nodded her head vigorously when his hand suddenly wrapped itself around her slender neck , restricting her from nodded her head any further ," Don't do this . You are hurting our neck . Use your mouth . When you are blessed with something as sublime as this , use it , understood ?" He spoke and before she could nod her head , he let go of her and spun her around .
She took a few steps away before she embraced her body while she looked elsewhere other than his face and superglued her lips in the process .