Warning: In the first part, there will be some pretty gory scenes! If you don't want to read them, skip the paragraph in italics!
I've warned you, so do as you please💕
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Opening my eyes and looking around, I notice that I have a dagger soaked in blood in my hand. Looking more closely, I see that an unknown word was engraved on the blade, in a language incomprehensible to me.
<<ĂeŘyŬm... What does that mean?>> I wonder, puzzled. I'm so focused on understanding what it means, I don't realize I have a body underneath me. At some point, I hear a rumbling of pain that makes me look down at the ground. I wide-opened my eyes, surprised to see Kaellen with stab wounds on his chest and right thigh. I also notice a small cut on the cheek. The hand holding the dagger begins to shake and continued until I hear a metallic noise, a sign that I have released my grip on the object.
My eyes are beginning to get wet and I try to stop the blood flowing out of his wounds.
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These are his precise words, the meaning of which is unknown to me. As time goes on, the voices intensify, becoming deafening and causing me a severe headache.
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I wake up with a start and with cold sweat running down my back. I touch my cheeks and feel them wet, a sign that I'm crying. I sit on the bed cautiously, trying not to wake the other two. I sit on the bed cautiously, trying not to wake the other two. I try to calm myself down, but I can't. It's as if the air has stuck in my throat and I start gasping, trying to channel as much air as possible. I put my hands to my throat, but I notice them shaking.
I feel strong arms clutching me and jolt in fear, not expecting such a gesture.
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I turn my eyes for a moment and notice that Kaellen is still asleep.
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I feel sleep slipping away and, with infinite calmness, I open my eyes. I blink several times to get used to the light. When I can, I open them completely and am almost startled. I look at the two guys who are staring at me-I don't know for how long-with my heart going crazy. I give a little embarrassed smile, and they reciprocate.
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I remain frozen for a few moments, reflecting on the most appropriate approach to take. I keep looking at the void, thinking about what to do, but Kaellen precedes me.
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I nod, and looking at my surroundings, I notice two chairs positioned further forward with a three-dimensional star projecting a completely black image. As I wait, Kaellen sits by my side and gently shakes my hand. I look at him, surprised by this gesture, and he sketches a sweet smile.
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We've been waiting for some time and, in the meantime, I'm watching his hand fiddling with it.
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We look again at the image and see that Kaellen has already changed.
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I look at the screen and notice that Kaellen opens the majestic, polished wooden door of his room. He leaves the room, and on both the right and the left, there is a long corridor. I look forward to the whole thing. Dragons are depicted on the ceiling, and the floor features water-green tiles with drops inside. All the depictions are animated. The same dynamic is observed on the doors, adorned with climbers and dragons; some rest, others play, and still others remain motionless to observe. The only normal element in this scenario is the gray wall.
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"It's actually the castle I live in with my parents," he replies.
Meanwhile, Kaellen continues to walk to the end of the corridor and opens the door, finding himself in front of another smaller corridor. He continues until he reaches a spiral staircase and descends it calmly.
He arrives at a huge hall, which looks like a reception hall, and after entering another door, he reaches the dining room.
Even in this environment, the surrounding space arouses profound wonder in me. Like the hallway, the ceiling is adorned with diamond-embellished candlesticks. In the middle of the room there is a long, light wooden plank, accompanied by its respective chairs, which have the same climbing elements that extend to the backrest.
<> exclaims Kael. I look at the two women sitting at the table. The one at the head of the table has the same build as Kael, only she is surrounded by a wavy lilac helmet.
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I look at the other woman and see that her hair color is identical to Kael's, although it is straight. Her fox-shaped eyes are a magnificent emerald green. Her face is round, and when she smiles, she has dimples on her cheeks.
"Welcome, son! Sit down as well," his mother at the head of the table encourages him, indicating with her arm that he should take his seat in the chair to her left. He complies, smiling at both of them with affection.
They start eating breakfast, and I hear their dialogue, but I'm still surprised by the sight of his parents. I have a distinct feeling that I've met them before, even though I can't remember where or when.
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'Mêtîklô, nŷa rî ksêrtâ vêy! Bŷe vêiô wŷizâdê' means 'Don't worry, it's not your fault! I love you'
