章節 6: Chapter 6 Call me Thia

"What are you doing here?" His voice was a bit hoarse like he had been sleeping and woke up not long ago.

I just stared at him scared out of my widths. Angry but not able to show my feelings. What I felt at the moment was mostly fear. What if he decided to end my life? What if he chose to chop my head right off my neck?

"I asked a question." He repeated with a deadly expression on his face.

I took a step backwards and then another, followed by another while he just stood there watching me like a hawk. Before I could even register what I was doing, my body turned one eighty degree, and broke out in a run like it had a mind of its own. It was my survival Instinct. I ignored every pain I felt.

I knew he was going to hurt me if I remained there.

I made the mistake of looking back behind me, because just then, his body slammed into mine, painfully sending me to the floor in a heap. I cried out from both pain and fear, but I knew I wasn't getting any help.

"No, please!" I cried out, as I sat up immediately, cradling my hurt shoulder.

He just stood there staring in a deadly calm way at me.

"Don't hurt me, please." I sobbed hysterically. The more I dragged my butt along the floor to get away from him, the closer he got, with those torturously slow daunting steps of his.

He soon closed the remaining distance between us and came to kneel on one knee beside me. I kept my gaze on my shaky hand which was on my lap while the other cradled my hurt arm carefully.

"Hurt you?" He threw his head back and chuckled like it was the most funny thing he'd heard in ages. I couldn't help but stare at his attractive features as he chuckled. Although those chuckles were unsettling.

"Hurt you? I'll do more than hurt you if I was given the chance." As at this time, there was no trace of laughter on his face, just pure animosity. I felt a shiver run down my spine at his words.

"You don't deserve to live, curse." He drew closer to me so we were just a few inches apart, and whispered very slowly.

With that, he stood to his feet and walked away, without sparing me even as much as a glance, not that I minded. I was just so relieved that he was gone.

As I struggled to my feet, I heard a voice say,

"He's always so grumpy." I jerked in fright, and turned to see who it was that spoke.

She had red hair and bright blue eyes, with a petite frame and an overly bright smile.

"I'm sorry, I mean, I shouldn't have snuck up on you like that." She giggled playfully, as she walked over to me.

I stared at her with alert eyes as she got closer.

"My name is Cinthia, but you can call me Thia." She stretched her right hand to me for an handshake, but I just couldn't bring myself to shake her. Who was she? Why was she talking to me when other people made it their life purpose to ignore me.

Would she hurt me too?

"It's alright, you don't have to shake me." She laughed awkwardly, staring at her hand which was still outstretched, before she then took it back, and pushed it into the pocket of her leather pants.

"You're not much of a talker, are you?"

She asked, and I just stared at her, not knowing what to do in this situation. What was I to say? Was I to reply? Was she to be trusted?

"Ah!" She exclaimed nodding her head slowly, and with a joyful expression on her face like she just received the best news ever.

"Ian caused this, didn't he? He made you so mistrusting of people. Look at your arm, I mean, who does this? He needs someone to whoop his ass, but sadly, no one can." She pouted. It took me a while to understand what she was ranting about.

"His name is, Ian?" I asked in a calm voice.

"Oh, that got you to talk? Next time, please do well to remind me that just a mention of Ian's name can get your lips moving." She smirked at me, and I couldn't stop how the pale skin of my face flushed red.

"Awwwn, so adorable." She cooed at me, while I shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot, not liking where this conversation was going.

"Come, I'll help you freshen up, so you can get a rest. Tomorrow is a big day, you'll need it." Not waiting for me to respond, she grabbed my unhurt arm, and pulled me along with her. All my complaints and questions stayed stuck in my throat, as I followed her quietly like a lost puppy.

A big day tomorrow? What is this place? What are they? What do they want with me?

The night had been too long. Knowing that Ian as Thia had called him was under the same roof as I, completely set me off. I couldn't stop thinking what my fate would be if he decided to just end me. Although, Thia said that no one could hurt me. I had been woken up very early in the morning by a cheerful looking Thia and I wondered how she looked so refreshed. Not one hair was out of place.

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Third person's POV

"Where are we going?" Seraphina asked after a good few minutes of torturing silence. She was curious and could no longer play the 'i don't trust anyone and won't converse with anyone' role anymore if it involved not knowing where they were headed.

"Dinning hall." Thia's reply was short as they rounded another corner. Seraphina really hadn't realized just how hungry she was until then. Although she had ate the meal served to her by a maid the night before, but waking up in the morning, her stomach felt like it had been robbed of everything in it.

"Hm." She hummed not having anything else to say. As they rounded another corner yet again, Seraphina couldn't help but take note of the fact that this part of the castle had guards who were dressed up in matching armours and had shields.

She was curious as to what really the place was, but decided to bite her tongue. She was sure that she'd find out sooner rather than later where exactly Ian had brought her. At the thought of Ian, she swallowed hard as panic suddenly began brewing inside of her.