The hunter

Sky is a talent. A rare exception to teh evryday human. She had magic cousing thorugh her veins. The only problem is she doesn't know what it does. Can her two mysterious cloaked figures help her find out? or will the kingdoms fall into war with a greater evil?

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10. Waking up

 

I woke up in the castles medical room. At first, I was confused as to how I got there but then I felt the sharp pain in my head and suddenly remembered what had happened.

I sat up and wished I hadn't as I almost passed out from the hammering in my head. Why my vision cleared, I looked around the room, wondering where everyone was. The walls were made of grey stone, as was most of the palace, and the only furniture in the room was the bed that I was lying on, a small wooden table and a plain wooden chair that sat next to the bed.

As I took all this in, a knock sounded from the door on the opposite side of the room from the bed. A woman, wearing the telltale white hat and dress of a nurse, peered round the door.

Seeing that I was awake, she slipped into the room and shut the door quietly behind her

‘How long have I been out?’ I asked getting straight to the point

‘Only about four hours, My Lady. All we could do was bandage you head and wait for you to wake up’

I moved my hand to my head and felt the linen bandage that I hadn’t noticed before.

‘If you’ll excuse me, I’ll tell the gentlemen waiting outside that you’re awake’

I nodded absently at the nurse, trying to remember if my mysterious attacker had hit me hard enough to make my head bleed.

I only registered what the nurse had said when Jason walked in, holding a bouquet of fiery orange flowers. My favourite colour. Timmy was trotting along at his heels, looking happy as ever with his tongue hanging out and his little black eyes shining. Jason handed me the flowers with a distressed look on his face and a worried gleam in his eyes.

’What’s wrong?’ I asked him, burying my face in the flowers to hide my worry. I hadn’t yet seen what I looked like , and his concern was contagious.

‘It’s nothing’ was all he said. I could see that he was trying not to look worried, but he had never been good at hiding his emotions.

‘What happened to me?’ I asked, hoping that if I managed to get him talking, he would spill everything he knew.

‘Do you not remember?’ he asked suddenly concerned. I thought back to what i remembered.

 

‘I was walking to my room... and there was someone there’ my memory was kind of fuzzy. I remembered the general of what happened but it hurt to remember details. ‘And then the prince was on the balcony. And he was surrounded. What happened to him? Is he alright?’

‘Sweetie, did no one tell you?’ he sat next to me on the bed, ignoring the wooden chair, and took my hand.

‘He’s not doing too well. He was cut with one of the attackers swords’

I was shocked.

‘But I saw that. The cut wasn’t that deep!’ I objected, refusing to believe that Edward was injured.

‘The doctors said the same thing. But he hasn’t woken up yet and they are contemplating the use of poison. There is one Eyenian poison that has the right side effects, so of course there holding the prince suspect, but they need you to testify before they can know for sure who did it.’

 

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