Let me go Oliver!
Why do you have to be so stubborn Rosaria? All you had to do was pick a few clothes and we head back but what did you do instead?
I picked a fine tunic for myself, it fitted perfectly and everyone in the shop liked it except you asshole. I shouted while he drag me on the street back to the traven.
No Rosaria, you picked a whore tunic that exposed all your body and pushed out your little breast to the world, like you were silently saying to everyone come and have a teast of my sweet nectar.
Didn't the queen thought you to cover yourself and not wear exposed clothes, no wait, why did I ask that when the first cloth I saw you in was just as much the same as what you picked today.
Don't you dare talk about my family like that you godforsaken animal, they are worth more than your entire existence.
Are they? So what stop them from bringing you up like a proper lady and not a whore.
I could not take it anymore as I used my other free hand to slap him hard across the face. I looked into his eyes and tears dropped from my eyes.
I am not an whore Oliver, you don't know anything about me. I said as I shook my hand free from his hold and walked towards the forest where I felt attracted to nature and I feel peace in my heart. He just stood there and looked at me walk away and didn't even try to stop me.
I walked into the forest and commanded a tree branch to bend down to my level so I climbed and sit on the branches while it took me up. I listen to nature and reached out to the birds, listening to their conversation and feeling their happiness, so free this birds are, they can go wherever they want and do whatever they like, they don't carry the weight of the world on their heads or have to put up with a guy like Oliver. How dare him call me a prostitute, I have never been touched by a man the way he touches me. I am a princess and my parents raised me well, they thought me well and I know if they are alive now I wouldn't be suffering like I am now.
And him, an abomination of nature, a commoner, a nobody, a nothing dares to call me of a royal blood prostitute?
This is the end, I will not take it anymore.
I sat on the tree reflecting my whole life in front of my eyes. There is no need to cry, what is done is done and I cannot change or rewind back time so I will keep going and keep getting stronger till no one and I mean no one can dare to call my name in vain.
As I was sitting in the tree, I forgot all about my little escape plan and let nature carry my heart and fill it with peace and strength to continue.
Are you going to sit there all your life? I heard a voice and looked down to see Blanca standing underneath the tree.
I know what he said to you is wrong and am not here to ask you to forgive him or let it pass, no, I am here to tell you that it's getting late and the dark witches will be out for hunting soon, believe me you don't want to sit there and wait for them to catch up with you.
Why? Are they that powerful that the whole supernatural realm fears them so much? I asked Blanca and she replied. The broke the barrier that demarcate the human realm from the supernatural realm, the Cross over and take human children for their sacrifices and rituals. So yes, they are stronger.
We white witches are not that strong and you are not well trained to master your powers so come down now let's go.
I can take care of myself Blanca, I said stubbornly and besides, I don't want to see that imbecile anymore.
Look Rosaria, sometimes, it is better to conserve your energy and lay low, study your opponent and find their weak point then strike when they least expected to be hit. You are the best chance the white witches have and I won't let those void creatures find out about you just yet, not until you are ready. So come down now and let's head back in town where they can't attack us, it's safer there than here and you can be in my room till you make up with Oliver.
I listen to her and I know she had a good point. If they witches discover me, I won't be running from those fire breathing creatures but also from the witches, I think they are the dark force's the little girl was talking about. So I came down and we returned back to the traven. I saw Oliver sitting with some crew members and Nina.
Look who decided to come back, the run away bride. He said while everyone laughed except Nina and Blanca.
Fuck you Oliver, said Blanca showing him her middle finger, she led me to a different room and brought out dinner for me to eat. Once done she said I should sit down let's practice a little white witch magic and I did. We sat with our knees folded and she stretch out her hands to hold mine then in a seconds I felt my spirit leave my body. I saw my body still sitting there with eyes closed and hands out holding Blanca. This is called dream walking, we witches can project our minds out of our bodies, we can dream walk and find out informations like now she said as she led my hands and walk out of the room. We didn't see the boys where they sat earlier so we went to Oliver's room.
The moron had a lady on his bed on all fours while he positioned himself behind her and riding her like a horse. Their moans filled the room and he had his eyes closed as he throws his head back. This is wrong I whispered to Blanca and she just smiled at me. Let's go back I said and we began walking out, just when I was about walking out the door, I heard Oliver calling out my name as he reached his climax.