Mira's POV
I have been training for the last few months.
I have been training very hard, to be honest.
I used to be sick quite a lot and I need to learn how to make my body stronger and my core strong. That's what uncle Kilian said.
He is my only living family.
He brought me up like his own child.
That's why he never remarried for all these years, just until recently, because I am now all grown up.
" Mira, you lost focus again! " True , I did that.
" How many times do I need to tell you that you need to harness your inner balance. "
Uncle Kilian is always very strict with me. He doesn't allow me to go anywhere outside our palace, unaccompanied.
He insists that I keep trying day and night to awaken my sleeping powers.
" Only the strong survive in this world, Mira! The sooner you understand, the better. "
He always says.
But I agree with that as well. After all, with all those enemy tribes and their growing hostilities, it's only logical that we look out for ourselves.
" I will try to do my best, Uncle Kilian. " I apologize for the hundredth time.
But I was unable to express how I truly felt.
There was a void inside me.
Like I was being sucked inside a giant blackhole.
I always felt like I was looking for something but I didn't really know what it was.
" Mira, Uncle Kilian and I will be going to a summit. We will be leaving early in the morning. It will be a very important and beneficial summit for our nation and tribe.
I hope you will not neglect your practices and keep working on all the things your uncle taught you.
We will be back before you know it. "
Aunt Sitara always flashed the sweetest of smiles. But I never understood why I always felt intimidated by her presence.
She made me feel that I wasn't welcome.
Perhaps I was over thinking. Perhaps I was insecure.
" I will not disappoint you Aunt Sitara... but... "
" But what? " She turned around rather irritated.
" Where is this summit? Beyond the mountains? "
Somehow, the land behind those mountains bordering our nation always fascinated me.
I didn't know much about it except about those hostile tribes who dwelled on the other end.
I wanted to know. But Uncle Kilian always ignored the topic.
I obediently came back to my room and locked myself in. I peeked from the window and there was the ride that would carry them to the mainland.
I opened my window a little.
My ears picked up a few words while they were talking. My senses were a lot heightened. I was told that it was part of my disease.
" Those boys will be there, won't they? The tribes will be officially introducing them as the next in line to their thrones. " I caught one of the chauffeurs gossiping as they waited for my uncle and aunt.
" ! You know it's forbidden to take their names around this palace, don't you? Do you have a death wish? "
Another shoved him at the belly with his elbow.
I was about to close the window and get back on my bed. I was already feeling exhausted. I was always lethargic because of my illness. I had to work hard to fight it off.
" It's because of that orphan girl, isn't it? Why do we need to censor what we say because of that Mira? She is and always will be like that damned father of hers. I don't understand why Lord Kilian still keeps her by his side. "
My ears stood up with attention.
They were talking about me. But why were they being so rude?
What did they mean by , I would always be like my damned father? Wasn't my father an old, sickly man who died soon after my mother married him?
I blended with the wall.
Camouflaging was something that I often did, only when I was in my room. It gave me peace, to become non-existent and disappear for some time.
" You really have a death wish. Don't you remember what happened back then? If those boys learn about Mira, they will be coming for her. "
My heart stopped.
Somebody was out there who would come for me if they learnt about me?
Not somebody, they said boys not boys.
So it was a number of people.
Who were those people?
Were they the ones who came and went flickering in the shadows of my dream?
A sudden desperation grabbed me.
I needed to see it for myself.
I needed to know what I wasn't supposed to know.
I had never used the camouflaging technique outside my room. I had never done it because if I did anything outside of what uncle Kilian taught me, he wouldn't get mad. I did not want to get him mad.
I tiptoed outside, blending in with the walls.
I held my breath as one guard passed.
" Success! He did not see me! "
I rushed down the stairs and towards the exit.
I almost came face to face with Uncle Kilian and Aunt Sitara.
Even though I was invisible, I didn't want to test my uncle's powers. He was powerful. There was no doubt about that.
I saw them get inside their transport.
I flew like a dart before they were about to blast off.
I attached myself to the hood of the aircraft.
I held onto it with all my might.
But I guess I was indeed very inexperienced.
The craft accelerated on full throttle.
The speed was insane.
I grabbed onto it for dear life but I could feel that my hands were slipping.
" No! No! No! Dear Lord... I don't want to die so early. Help me dear Lord! "
An unheard prayer left my lips.
But it was unanswered.
In fact the exact opposite of what I prayed for happened.
Both my hands slipped.
I feel like a coconut on the ground. With a huge thud.