Queen of Ruin

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Chapter 5

 

When I woke up I was in an unfamiliar room. It wasn't a healer's room, but someone had found me and had to take me somewhere that would have helped me. I was lying on a sofa in a sitting room similar to mine but darker with reds and blacks. 

I sat up and felt minimal pain in my body. I try to swing my legs over the edge to stand but I yelp at the shooting pain in leg. "You're awake." Someone says, the prince I recognize from the voice.

"Where the hell am I?" I asked. He didn't answer. "You could've died, you know how pissed my parents would have been. Probably would've given me lashes if they knew I could've helped you." He said. "I didn't ask for an explanation of how you heroically saved me." I snapped. "Maybe I should've left you then." He said.

It went silent, so I thanked him. I couldn't see him, but I knew he was in his bathroom. "I'll send for someone to come get you." He said. "You know if I had died my mother probably would have figured out a way to bring me back just to kill me for dying." I said. He laughed, but then stopped as if remembering who I was speaking of and who I was. "You don't have to stay, I don't think anyone knows you're here except that servant girl." He said almost disinterested. Back to hating me I suppose.

"Meliza." I said.

"What?"

"Her name is Meliza, the servant girl. Please send for her." 

"That's not an order is it?" He asked. I paused and my cheeks flushed with anger. "You didn't save me for my company so why can't you just help me get to my rooms?" I asked. "Saved you? Is that what you think? I helped you." He said. "Holy shit, just get her. Please." I pleaded. He laughed. "Such foul language for a princess." He said. "You called me a bitch in the first sentence you said to me." I retorted. "For good reason." He said.

I sighed annoyed and lied back down on the couch. He emerges from the bathroom a second later. He was wearing only trousers and his chest was muscled and lean. I cursed at myself for blushing and cursed again for lingering my gaze too long. I just closed my eyes altogether. "Get some clothes." I demanded. "Why, does it bother you? I suppose you should get used to it for our wedding night." We both shuddered when he said it.

"We don't have to... I mean if you don't want to we can skip it." He said. I nodded. "I was thinking the same." I confessed. 

It went silent and he finally went to into his bedroom and dressed. "I'm starving, when was the last time I ate?" I asked, mostly to myself, but he answered anyway. "You were out for two days, I couldn't find any healers so I had to do it myself." He said. "How?" I asked. "We are Greege, we heal on our own quickly but my weapons are all made of a special substance that slows your healing. Although it's rather easy to control, considering how quickly you disarmed me." He explained. "I thought it was metal." I said. "In a way."

"How could no one come to get me?" I asked. "Wards." He said. "You put up wards around your room. This is my home, must I remind you." I said. He shrugged and waved a dismissive hand my way. 

"I have to protect myself, you should understand." He said. "I suppose I do." I admitted. He was smart to put up wards, he wasn't safe here and I honestly didn't care if he insulted my mother by having the wards. She didn't know anyway.

"Tell me the truth, why did you actually help me?" I asked. "I don't know." He said. "You don't know. I find that hard to believe." I said. "Look, I did, just be grateful I didn't leave you to maybe be found by someone else." He snapped. "I am! Excuse me for wanting to know." I snapped back.

He sighed and went to the door. 

"Where are you going?" I called.

"To get someone to take you back to your rooms." He said and shut the door behind him. 

"Prick." I said aloud. 

He probably heard me but I didn't care.

I waited for him to return and eventually I fell asleep waiting. The door swung open and I burst awake. "Is there anyone in this castle?" The prince complained. "Look, prince, not many people in this castle are loyal to my mother which means they won't help me." I said. "Why do you say that?" He asked. 

"My mother would kill me if I questioned her and if I posed a threat she'd make sure I wasn't around to be one. She'll be queen forever if she has anything to say about it, and if she saw me bleeding out in that hallway she'd probably pretend she didn't know I was there." I explained. 

He only stared at me, and I couldn't tell what he was thinking his face was so blank. "Your father?" He asked. "Killed, so it doesn't matter." I said. "I'm sorry." He said. "I don't want your pity." I said through gritted teeth. 

His face was still blank but I no longer saw the pure hatred in his eyes. "You're lucky to have parents that love you." I said. 

He nodded but his expression changed to something sad. "They forced this marriage mainly for good relations but they want me to have a strong queen who won't wither and die while I live forever. A queen who could bring my father's country something he never could get himself, he wants to see us become powerful before he dies." The prince explained. 

"Your father thinks can bring that?" I wondered. He nodded. "Why tell me this?" I asked. "You have scars, similar to claw marks, are those from her?" He asked. He didn't specify but I knew he meant my mother. I nodded.

I didn't want him to feel sympathetic towards me. It was better knowing that he hated me, not feeling bad for me. He sure as hell didn't like me still but helping me and pitying me? Maybe I hadn't seen it before and I had just thought he was just an ass. I didn't let myself over think and decided to distract myself by inspecting my leg.

I had complained about him not wearing a shirt when I was practically in just my undergarments. I pulled the blanket he had for me over myself. 

"Seriously no one wondered where I was?" I asked. "Would you hate me if I said yes?" "I already hate you." I said. He laughed and I actually smiled. "I suppose you're right." He said and shrugged. 

"Still want to to call it a truce?" He asked.

"I guess, it doesn't do us any good being enemies." I said. 

"Enemy? Is that what you thought I was?" He asked. "Couldn't get married at all if that was the case." He added. 

"What's with Britania, will she always be your lover?" I blurted, and wished I didn't ask.

A flicker of anger was on his face but then it was gone. "I tried to convince my parents to let me marry her, but they said it would be no use since she was no longer connected with her country. They beat her until there was nothing left of her and she came to us for help." He explained. 

"That's awful, but at least she escaped. It was nice of your parents to help her. Your mother said they raised her, how old was she when she came to you?" I asked. 

"No, she didn't actually raise her. She was pretty much the same as she is now." He said. 

I nodded.

"I can take you to your room if you wish." He said. "Yes please." I said and winced as I stood. I still had my shirt although it was pulled up to see the gash on my abdomen that was reopened. He walked over to a chair where my pants were lying and threw them to me. 

I struggled to pull them up over my bandages and scowled at the blood soaked on them. "Need help?" He asked. I glared at him and continued to pull my pants up on my own. "Where are my knives?" I asked. 

He pointed to where they were sitting on a small table by the door. I limped to where he was standing still in the doorway and grabbed my knives and boots before we left and headed towards my rooms.

He pulled my arm up around his shoulder and lifted all my weight off of my bad leg. "I'm fine." I said but he didn't let me walk on my own.

"Your knives, what are they made of?" He asked. "Rynan steel." I said. "One of the strongest metals, smart." He commented. 

After a few more steps my head felt light and everything blurred. "Wait." I said and we stopped. I couldn't hold myself up on his shoulders and leaned to the wall for support. 

"Are you good?" He asked. "Just give me a minute. " I said. He bent down and grabbed my legs pulling me into his arms. "Tell me how to get there." He said.

"Put me down, I'll walk by myself." I said.

"Clearly you can't."

"I didn't ask for your opinion on whether I could, put me down." I argued.

He didn't move to put me down. I sighed and let him carry me to my rooms. 

On the way there we ran into my mother and the Belar queen. They were walking together to go somewhere, but they wouldn't say where.

"Oh, is everything alright?" The queen asked. "Just a little injury." I said. My mother and the queen exchanged a glance before leaving us.

"We are close, I can go the rest," I didn't get to finish before I heard a cry and then Meliza was running to me. "Hello Mel." I said. "Are you alright? How hurt are you? What happened?" She asked, bombarding me with questions. "I'm fine Mel, please just help me to my rooms." I said.

She couldn't hold me but helped me to my feet. I nearly yelped when I put weight on my right leg. The prince grabbed my arm to steady me but I hit his hand away. "I'm fine." I repeated. The prince nodded and left without another word.

"Don't ask anything yet." I said and she helped me into my room. 

"I'll draw a bath." She said and hurried to the bathroom to get a bath started for me.

I sat on my sofa and waited for her to help me into the bath. "What happened?" She asked after a moment of silence.

"I got hurt training a couple of days ago. Where were you?" I asked. "Your mother has had me helping with the wedding, how will you dance tomorrow night?" She asked. The ball, I forgot about that damn ball in honor of the prince and I.

"I don't like dancing anyways." I said. "Oh, but you'll have to. Nice of the prince to help you." She said. "No, he did it for himself. It would cause too many problems if I bled out in the halls, although it would send a message if I died in my own castle." I said. 

She came back and supported me and we slowly made it to the bathroom. She had to help me undress and the hot bath felt great when my whole body hurt.

She gently scrubbed me down and cleaned off all the dry blood on my body.

"He just left you in his rooms for two days?" She asked. "I don't know I just woke up today, if someone had even noticed I was gone it wouldn't have been a problem." I said. "I'm so sorry, if I had known I would have been there in seconds but your mother kept me busy." She apologized.

"That's alright, she probably knew I was there and told no one on purpose." I said. If my mother kept Meliza away from knowing I was gone then she had to have known and kept everyone from noticing. They all probably assumed I kept myself in my rooms again to avoid seeing them. There's my mother always giving me a bad reputation.

"Do you have an idea of what to wear?" She asked, then she froze. "What?" She held up my hands and studied my wrists. "What is this?" She asked. I looked at the burns still on my wrists and pulled back my arms. "Nothing, just from training." I said.

"He burned you!" She yelled. "I got him back. You'd be surprised that your reaction was the same as his." I said. "Guess he didn't mean to, but he still did it." She complained. "You are complaining more than I am about this." I teased. "He hurt my princess, of course I'm going to freak out." "I can take care of myself." I said.

She sighed and rinsed me down. "I know you can, but I'll always worry." She said. "Thank you Mel, what would I do without you freaking our every time someone touches me?" She laughed and tapped my shoulder telling me to stand up.

She had to help me out of the bath and dry me off. "You are going to rest, let me get you a night gown." Mel said and disappeared into my wardrobe. 

"Can you get me some food, I'm starving." I called to her. "Do you plan to eat your clothes, there isn't food in here." She said. "Of course not, when you finish." I said rolling my eyes.

When she emerged with my silk night gown I scowled. I didn't want to sleep for the rest of the day, it had to be only a few hours after lunch. "You are resting, no arguing." She said. "You are my servant and you're younger than me." I reminded her. "You need someone to tell you what's best for you or you'll get yourself killed." She said.

It was partly true, I don't stop until I absolutely have to, even though I still try to fight through everything and it has brought me towards death too many times.

I pulled the night gown on myself and Mel wrapped new bandages around my leg before helping me to my bed.

The bed was comforting and definitely felt better than trying to walk or stand. 

"I'll be back, I don't want to see you out of that bed." She said and rushed out.

I sighed and rested my back on the headboard. I remembered the way he looked at my wrists after training. He was angry at himself for hurting me when he had no reason to be. 

Britania didn't look at him the way he looked at her. Perhaps he loved her more than she him. Not that it mattered anyhow.

"How is she?" I heard someone say outside my door. "Fine, she's just a little hurt." Mel answered. It took me a second to recognize the other voice, Drakel. She was already telling people, of course. Probably to ensure nothing like it would happen again.

"I'm sorry we didn't notice first, we were busy with the queen." He said. "I understand, I was as well." She said. 

It went silent and I stopped listening. Mel came in a second later with a tray of food. She set it on the bed for me to eat so I didn't have to move and I was thankful for all the food she brought. I ate it so quickly and Mel watched me down my food in silence. When I finished she was staring at me wide eyed. "You really were hungry. I am so sorry, again." She said.

"It's okay, don't blame yourself." I said. "But I do, I should've been there." She said. "It doesn't matter now, you're here now." I assured her. She pushed a hair behind my ear and kissed my cheek before leaving me to rest. It took me only a second to fall asleep after I lied down.

It was like I hadn't been unconscious for two days and I hadn't slept in a week.

I dreamed about the same thing before, my mother burning me inside out while the prince and Britania watched, laughing.

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