The Beast Within

In a world where magic is outlawed and virtually extinct, Princess Fiamatta suddenly finds her world turned inside out by the traitorous word. From royalty, to fugitive, to leader of the rebels, Fia is forced to work with a handsome, arrogant magician she found locked away in a dungeon.

btw, this is my NaNoWriMo story so criticism is much appreciated! Thanks :)

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55. Act 54

I awoke in crushing darkness. Slowly, I tried to move my limbs. They felt heavy and metal clanked with the little movement I could manage. Though I couldn’t see the chains, I had no doubt where I was. It was the putrid scent that gave away my location.

The illumination from the approaching torch in the distance only verified my suspicions. Straiyer’s ugly face appeared in the darkness as he lit up the small space with the fire. The chains that I had once seen on Logan now held me captive.  I never would have imagined such a scenario two weeks ago. I paused for a moment, thinking about that. Two weeks ago, everything seemed to be happening so fast. Each day felt like a year. It baffled me to believe that it was really only slightly over two weeks ago that I was sitting in the castle with my father, listening to peasants in the court.

The face from my dream peered down at me, wearing the same smirk that had haunted my memory since the incident.

“Welcome home princess.” The fake sweetness in his voice made me want to gag more so that the smell of the air. “I’m sorry that it has taken so long to retrieve you, but that is of no matter now. You are back, and that is all that counts.”

He began walking away, back towards the table. Just the memory of the instruments lined up on the wood was enough to make me shiver with fear.

“What do you want?” I shouted at his retreating figure. He came back, not answering my question, with my pocketknife in hand.

“Your blood.”

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