Chapitre 37: Breaking the spell

Sun was teasing eyes to claim its being. Three girls and Angel Keen arrived in Ardeshir valley. Trees with yellow leaves and the waterfall running out of the mountain made the noon even more beautiful and shining. But Asaya's face was showing something else. She couldn't recognize the beauty or feel it at all.

Her lips paled and she was feeling thirsty the whole time. Even sunlight that had arisen in the middle of the sky bothered her eyes. The angel gazed at the great egg yolk and marveled! She didn't notice it before!

The narrator groaned and rubbed attention. Bashra aimed to kill two birds with one shot. If she dies Nerssi may speak out about the crown prince to save other girls.

Asaya's arms went powerless and senseless. Barely could control the lariat. Similar to a still pack of paste she became, that someone had sat on it and squeezing it nonstop!

She felt a frizzing sense sneaked to her bone. Flashing and biting as ice, that cold was tearing her flesh apart. Seemed like sharp blades scratching her heart. Eventually, she gave up and fell off her horse. The ride neighed and stumped hooves on the ground! Riha, the horse that she raised was unrestingly due to her condition. She became disquiet the same as a child alerting that her mom just fainted.

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Every picture moved fast. Her breathing process went heavy. Made a wheezing sound. She could sense the warmth of the fire on her skin. Her vision was blurry and the sky turned dark. Everything was whirling over her head. Moon, stars and everything was passing above and she barely could see them. She has heard an owl hooting. Her friends were talking, their voices twisted and became like whistles in her ears. It was irritating that she wasn't able to realize what they are saying.

Angel Keen had to break the curse before midnight. She drew a big circle down on the ground. Asaya was laying right in the middle. The scratch she caused on earth made a deep trace and a white fire flared out. She wrote down a few words around it. Began to recite prayers. Princess and Oria were watching that unbelievable scene toward them. Wasn't able to move! Just like motionless beings looked at them.

Asaya's wound got open. A black liquid streamed out. She screeched from the bottom of her being. They were all scared. Her blood got already spoiled.

"What happens to her? Are you sure about what you are doing?" Princess asked, her voice barely could come out of her mouth.

"I've never done this before!" Angel Keen's expression was forlorn and pale. Even if the spell breaks yet the wound may cause her death before they reach a safe place. She cursed her immortal shape. If she was in her angel form she would help better.

She closed her eyes. Commander Dra was the only one she could afford to ask for. She imagined him there, "Dra I need you here! This is my only desire save her". She opened her eyes. Near the fire, a glass of vial glowed. A purple liquid was inside it. A warm peaceful voice scrolled into her brain, "The curse is about to break, give her the cure afterward".

He finished and a dark cloud flew out of Asaya's mouth. Her chest bone rose and dragged her up from the earth. The dark cloud changed to a blackbird form. Flares around the circle pushed forth.

The words that angel Keen had written hooked up and locked to each other. A circle chain, the words made. Tightened over the spell spirit and squeezed. Not a second later the spell broke to fire blossoms. The white fire turned down.

Angel keen rushed to her loving Narrator. She was laying quite a in peace. But wasn't sure if she got rid of the pain. Two other sisters ran to them. She was still breathing. Her wound yet bleeding. The strange immortal they were gazing at forced Asaya to drink the purple liquid.

She reached a hand for her crystal blade. The heavenly weapon flew to her hand. She grabbed it tightly and placed it on the uprooted wound. The smell of burning flesh again bothered them. It was painfully harsh, but they had no other choice. Asaya had not more stamina to scream at all! After she was done, poured a bit of liquid on her burned mark.

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The narrator regain her consciousness slowly and felt like her arm was burning when she saw the crystal blade beside the stone! She noticed the reason, her lips were dried and flaky, tried to move but she was still very weak.

The two sisters went to her, but the angel stood right in their back. Anahid put a hand on her shoulders, stopped her from getting up. Warned her not to move, it was too soon for her. She had lost much of her blood. The spell was draining her inwardly.

The smell of soup filled her nose. She was starving already. They gave her some mushroom soup to eat and then she grabbed Oria's arm. While her red eyes were filled with anxiety about the pain she was trying to fight with. She hardly said, "We must move as soon as possible, it's not safe here".

"It's past midnight darling, Keen had to leave us she said we shall wait till twilight". Princess answered her. Asaya's gaze rolled on Angel Keen behind them. Her black big wings were just right there on her back. She heaved a breath.

"Calm down, they can't see me because I don't want it", Angle Keen informed her.

"Thanks, Keen", she rejoined.

"Sleep Asaya, you need a bit more", the angel approached above her head. Poured some golden mist on her eyes.

Again she felt dizzy and everything turned blurry then black. Just like she was floating in a time tunnel, but this feeling only lasted until the whole night. Sun still hadn't shown its yellowish face to the world when she stood up in shock. The headache was smashing her brain. Her companions have still slept, she looked at the young princess, her childhood friend, Anahid; a girl with long wavy black hair and blue eyes, pale skin with a long slim face which made her look more like her gone king father.

She looked at Oria it was clear that she was drowned in a nightmare, her blonde hair was covering her wet and sweaty forehead. She was frowning and clutching the ground with her nails. Asaya stepped to her, sat calmly, brushed her hair away from her face, "Oria... Oria, wake up".

Her eyes sought angel Keen, but she wasn't there anymore. Was she all a dream?

Oria jumped out of the dream, gasping and about to cry! Woke up like someone who was hit by jellyfish! Completely in shock. She looked around, "Where is Keen?"

"Were you dreaming about her?" Asaya thought that so she was real! Oria nodded.

"Your useful friend is like an angel! Can we see her again?"

"If she will that, yes!"