Nevaeh couldn't hold back the frown on her face that failed to falter no matter how hard she tried. It could only deepen in the presence of the queen, her eyes holding a glint of anger in them.
"Are you keeping me prisoner?" Nevaeh outrightly asked. This was the time to be careful with her words, but she couldn't hold back the anger and disappointment she was feeling at the moment.
She watched as the queen casually returned her glance and softly sighed. "I'm not keeping you prisoner, Nevaeh. I'm only trying to protect you." She unhurriedly said, making Nevaeh frown even more suspiciously.
Queen Herilda sighed again. "Fine, I won't deny that the thought of keeping you here with us hadn't crossed my mind. Of course it had." She admitted. "We suspect you're someone with an ancient source inside of you, and that makes you invaluable not just to us, but to the other realms. You're what we need to eradicate the evil around us, and set the world on the right course again. And as my subject I must protect you for you to protect us."
Nevaeh narrowed her eyes as she intently listened to her speak. Protect her to protect them? Was she implying they were going to use her?
"I appreciate your concern for me and my welfare, but if you really care, you'll send me back home and not keep me away from my husband anymore. I just want to go home, so please, send me back." Nevaeh politely told her, hoping this wouldn't really turn out to be what she feared, but she was stunned by the queen's next response.
"I'm sorry. I can't, Nevaeh." She coldly told her. Her smile totally disappearing away from her face, and a frigid appearance replaced the once smiling face. Queen Herilda waved her hand and a guard walked over.
With her gaze intently locked on Nevaeh's, she said, "Take our guest to her room, and make sure she's well rested." She calmly ordered, but her intentions were made clear.
The frosty look on her face faltered and a small smile crept in as she continued staring at Nevaeh. "Be good Nevaeh. I'm only protecting you." She assured her, an apologetic look plastered on her face as she said those words. They both silently stared at each other, till the guard walked to Nevaeh.
Nevaeh calmed herself and said nothing as she followed the guard. There was nothing for she to say at the moment, and even if she did, nothing was going to change.
Nevaeh was escorted back to her room like a glorified prisoner under the pretence of being a guest. A guard kept watch over her door. This was crazy!
Everytime her view of the world seems to get broadened. Though she had had her suspicions about the queen and the people of this realm, she had still innocently wanted to convince herself that maybe things wouldn't be as bad as she feared. But who was she kidding? She has definitely been living in a far too innocent world for too long. Now she was seeing the real one.
...
Jaiyana who had been watching her mother and Nevaeh from the side stepped out and walked towards her mother after Nevaeh had left.
"Is all this necessary?" She asked while she watched Nevaeh been led away.
Queen Herilda glanced at her daughter. "Everything is necessary." She said and turned to leave.
"What about the lords?" Jaiyana asked following behind her mother.
"What can they do?" That was a simple question, but Yana understood the undermining tone beneath her mother's words, so she simply nodded.
Queen Herilda paused and turned halfway to Yana, "Where's Araminta?" She inquired.
"In the dungeon." Yana replied.
Queen Herilda looked towards the direction of the dungeon and said, "Let's pay her a visit."
The path to the dungeon was cold, dark and rough, but Queen Herilda travelled there with no care whatsoever, a stoic look plastered on her face.
She stopped in front of a cell and her eyes looked at the dainty figure lying on the cold floor. Araminta opened her eyes when she felt a presence around her.
A small smile split her face when she saw who had come visiting. "What a pleasant surprise." She smiled. "Have you come to check how luxurious my new room is?" Araminta asked, her smile turning into a mocking one.
"Why do always have to be so unruly?" Herilda asked making Araminta resignatedly sigh. She feigned a yawn and properly adjusted herself in a fetal position.
"You should ask this question to that little princess of yours. She's the unruly and mannerless one." Araminta said in a lazy voice. She showed no sign of being offended by Herilda's word.
Herilda also wasn't angered by her words. She had not expected anything better from her, nevertheless, she still had to say what had brought her. "Have you made up your mind?" She inquired causing Araminta to cock a brow at her.
"Make up my mind on what?" She innocently asked, clearly showing her intentions of toiling with Queen Herilda. The queen frowned at Araminta's behavior.
"Oh, I remember now. Is it about that stupid thing that only someone as stupid as you can think of?"
"Araminta!" Queen Herilda roared in anger, but her actions only riled Araminta up as her green eyes glowed and she rose to her feet and sauntered towards the cell gate, her eyes locked on Herilda's own.
"Do not forget who you are Herilda. You're just an opportuned occupant of my seat. Watch your tone when you call my name." She drawled under her breath. The iciness of her voice was enough to freeze the whole room.
Herilda fumed at her words, but before she could say anything Araminta continued.
"I thought you were sensible but apparently you're not. You try to meddle in things you do not understand and you think you'll succeed? The power of five isn't something you can weaponize and the wife of Lord Engel isn't a vessel to be used. Try the man's patience and you'd wish you and your entire generations had been nothing but moss. If no one is bold enough to advice you to stop this madness, then I'll do you and them a favor. Stop your foolishness. Be contented with what you have, else your greed will be the gateway to your demise." She warned.
Araminta turned towards the little hound dog standing by her mother's side. "You should be careful too. You might just be her next sacrifice." She scoffed and walked back towards the place she had been laying before she was rudely disturbed.
She laid back on the floor and hissed. "You both are blocking the air, I don't have to tell you what to do, do i?" She asked as she turned to find a comfortable position to sleep.
Herilda watched her with menacing eyes. "You'll regret this Araminta." She swore.
Araminta yawned again, this time it was real. "I hope I do. But then I remember, I have nothing to feel regretful for."
Herilda couldn't keep her irritation for Araminta hidden anymore. Her face was now green with anger.
"Let's go." She said to Yana who obediently turned to leave with her.
"Herilda." Araminta suddenly called, stopping them on their heels. Herilda slightly turned towards her.
"Power is fleeting and so is life. Learn to live for the right purpose else you'll become an easy prey to death while chasing for the wrong things." Araminta told her.
Queen Herilda stood at a spot and stared at her before walking away with heavy steps. Araminta had really bruised her with her words but she was going to have the last laugh in all this.
"Should I keep an eye on her?" Yana asked.
"No. Keep an eye on the girl. She has been the key to taming Araminta. If she's here, so will Araminta." She said.
But aside this reasoning, she also knew Araminta wouldn't be able to break the spell guarding her cell. She had made sure of that.
While Queen Herilda thought she had it all figured out, she had overlooked who Araminta was. She was someone who was born to rule, hence many were still submissive to her.
Araminta's lips curved up after Herilda had left. It was only a matter of time now.
....
Nevaeh paced around her room as she pondered on what Queen Herilda wanted with her as well as several ways to escape this place, but no matter how hard she thought of it, there was nothing, and there was obviously no way out for her. There were guards stationed outside the door, and Araminta was gone. She was in trouble, and she had no idea what sort of trouble it was.
Nevaeh felt frustrated, scared and angry. She kept pacing and sighing. She suddenly paused when she heard light foot steps around her. Was someone coming in? Her eyes darted to the door as she anxiously waited, but few seconds passed but the door didn't open and no one walked in.
Nevaeh kept her guards up as she kept listening to the door, and soon she heard the sound again, but this time it wasn't from the door.
It...was behind her.
She snapped her head around to look and her heart skipped when the sounds became more audible.
It...was.. coming...from... the wall.
Nevaeh's heart instantly began a marathon as she picked up a vase and walked towards the wardrobe where is seemed the noise was coming from.
She looked at the door and contemplated calling the guards at the door, but she decided not to, not sure why.
She placed her hand on the wall and cautiously leaned towards it. She pressed her ear against the wall and listened, and a soft whisper entered her ear. It was her name.
Someone had just called her name from behind the wall.
"Who's there? W...ho are you?" She fretfully asked, her sweaty hands firmly gripping the vase in her hand.
"I'm coming in." She heard the voice say, and Nevaeh became alert. Her eyes darting everywhere as her heart heavily pounded.
She flinched when soft creaking sounds came from the other side of the wardrobe, and her eyes widened as she saw part of the wall open from within.
Her grip over the vase tightened as she anxiously waited for someone to step out, and soon someone did.
It was a young girl with black raven hair, and chestnut eyes.
"W..ho are you?" Nevaeh asked as she took a step back from where she stood, putting some distance between her and this stranger.
The girl bowed to her. "I'm here to help you.." She said.