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k_a_webbThe thought of not finding somewhere filled Mira with terror. Once whoever killed her family realised she wasn’t dead they would come after her, and there was every possibility they might know where she was. They might have used the same doorway she had to get to Raenarin. It was also possible she was being paranoid, but she would rather be paranoid than dead. Another tear trickled down her cheek. Pain and fear kept her walking, even though her feet felt like they couldn’t keep going. She didn’t dare look at them, because she knew if they were bleeding she would stop.
Breathing deeply, Mira focused on where she was going. With the forest behind her she felt less safe than she had done within it, because if anyone was looking for her then she was easy to find, and she knew as the last of her mother’s children, the last of the Witch Queen’s children, she needed to stay alive. Some day she, or one of her descendants, might have a chance to retake the throne. Biting hard on her lip she glanced back at the woods, back at where she had come through from Raenarin, and felt tears welling up in her eyes again, even though she didn’t want to cry.
As she turned back Mira walked straight into a man. They stared at each other, while she tried to slow her heart, and she attempted to find her voice. “Are you from Raenarin?” he asked.
“Why do you ask?” Mira’s voice was much quieter than she’d expected it to be and full of sorrow, but at least she’d managed to speak. “Are you expecting someone from Raenarin?”
“The Queen came to us and asked us to watch out for her daughter. She knew something was coming, but she didn’t tell us exactly where the door was going to be.” He smiled at her, taking something out of his pocket. “When she left she gave us this to show to anyone who arrived unexpectedly, knowing that they’d know it was a sign, so have a look.”
When Mira saw her mother’s ring the tears almost fell. “I don’t know how she knew what was coming.”
“She wasn’t stupid and your brother, I think she said it was your brother at least, was able to see the future. He told her that something was coming, but he couldn’t tell exactly what it was because his abilities weren’t strong. Apparently he could just feel a black cloud rolling over the family slowly.” He shrugged. “I only know what she told us, but she even managed to convince one of the fae living on Raenarin to help her by creating a door that would only appear when someone of her blood got near it.”
“I didn’t know something like that was possible.”
“Neither did I. Your mother did though and she gave you a route to a safe world, because she knew we were here waiting for you.”
“She didn’t think I’d survive alone.”
Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.