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The Moment of Pain


After our “talk” the queen brought me back to my cell. She left immediately, something about a decision on something. I sat on the cold floor for a while, contemplating which way the Night queen will kill me. Maybe it’ll be a hanging or a beheading. Torture?

“Hey. You alive in there?” Someone called, kicking the metal bars. I didn’t even turn to see who it was.

“Do you hate me that much that you won’t even acknowledge me?” The person said, after a brief pause they continued, “Vasper, it’s me, Nova.” Ugh, now I really don’t want to talk. He huffed and walked away. I listened to his heavy steps get softer with a slight victorious smile on my face. All of a sudden, the steps came back quickly. I furrowed my brows in confusion. A big bang against the bars that vibrated through my entire body, caused my soul to leap out of my skin.

“What the-What are you doing?” I yelled at him. He looked at me with a mischievous grin. He wasn’t wearing his ordinary servant attire, he was actually dressed in something that you would wear in the Night Kingdom. Except for the furs, he was wearing head to toe black, but with a Day Kingdom twist, as in his sleeves were cut for the heat.

“I didn’t expect a big bad assassin to be that much of a scaredy-cat.” He chuckled.

“What do you want Nova?”

“Just want to talk.”

“I don’t talk to traitors.” I glared at him.

“Wow, has Layla ever seen this anger?”

I jumped up from where I was sitting and grabbed Nova’s collar through the bars and pulled him close.

“If I ever hear her name come out of your mouth again, I will demonstrate to you how big and bad of an assassin I am,” I growled, my hands clenching the fabric of his shirt. I let go of his shirt and sat back down on the ground.

“I’m sorry, Vasper. Genuinely. I told Queen Oriana everything I knew about you, but I did it to protect my family. That same anger you just had towards me right now, is what I had. I wanted to shield the people I love most. Just like you and her.”

“Whatever,” I replied.

“You don’t have to forgive me right now, but I do hope that in the future you can find someplace in your heart to forgive me.” He mumbled. Since when did he care about me? I looked over at Nova and saw him pull out a key and unlock my cell.

“The queen wants to see us.” He waved for me to follow him. We walked through a maze of hallways and doors until we finally got back to a room I recognized. This time, Queen Oriana sat atop her throne with a soft light green dress that flowed down her legs. Her golden locks were pulled back from her face with shiny gold ties.

“Welcome back, Vasper. How was your rest?” She smiled at me.

“It was wonderful,” I replied through gritted teeth.

“Well, no need for sarcasm, Vasper.” She chuckled. If she doesn’t shut up, I might just try to shut her up myself.

“Why am I still here? Why am I still alive? Either kill me or let me go. I am getting sick and tired of these games.” I demanded. Her last comment got my anger boiling.

“I never kill anyone.” She said seriously.

“So you have other people do your dirty work? That’s just pitiful.” I spat at the ground. Her face turned serious, and sort of scary. She raised from her throne and walked towards me. Maybe I went too far?

“I don’t kill, because I have mercy, and I love my people. But if you must keep testing my patience, I will show you what I know about torture. And I know a lot.” She whispered in my ear. Even though it was warm in this room, a chill went down my body. She turned around and returned to her throne.

“Now, I have a question for you. Why did Queen Ilta send you after me?” she crossed her legs, making her dress look like soft grass blowing in the wind.

“I don’t know.” I shrugged. “I never ask for a backstory. I ask for the amount they’ll pay that’s it.”

“Wow, funny,” Nova mumbled beside me. I looked over at him and glared. He rolled his eyes at me and looked at Queen Oriana. He’s so annoying. Correction, everyone here is annoying. A heavy knock at the door pulled my attention from Nova. A guard walked through with a scroll in his hand.

“Your majesty, a message from the Night Kingdom.” The guard said while handing the paper to her.

“Thank you. You may leave.” She scrunched her face in confusion and waved off the guard. As she read the paper, her eyes got wider and wider. This can’t be good.

“What does it say?” I asked curiously. She looked up at me hesitantly.

“Nova, come here please.” She asked. He walked up and read the paper. His eyes got wide also.

“What does it say!” I yelled. Why is no one listening to me? Nova walked towards me with worry all over his face.

“Well, there is a public execution taking place in two revolutions.”

“What’s all the fuss about? That’s a normal day in the Night Kingdom.” The worry lifted off my shoulders, but confusion took its place.

“It’s Layla, Vasper. Layla is the one that is getting executed.” Queen Oriana said softly. Everything changed. Every emotion left my body, and all I could think about is her. She’s going to die because I didn’t come home on time. I looked up at Queen Oriana with a burning hate that stung my eyes.

You will pay.

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