"Why is stress always a part of my life?" I ask Talon and he shrugged sitting next to me. "I don't know," he replied before putting his right arm around my shoulder. "What are you doing?" I ask and he shook his head before removing his arm. "Nothing," he said and I looked at him without saying anything. Sometimes he just makes me so mad. I thought to myself. First he tells me not to love him, but then he embraces me after I complain about my own feelings about him still insisting that I don't love him? I don't understand any of this! How would I get hurt when he was the one that saved me from his father's attempt to kill me? How am I a pure angel when my father's in Hell, and why does every day in my life here make it harder and harder to face the truth? I just don't know anymore. For all I know my name isn't Blaze, and I could be Kennedy the third! I just need to get out of here! I need to get out, figure out what's going on and the next time those stones move I'm making a beeline for the exit.
"I'm sorry," he said and I mentally punched myself in the face. He can hear your thoughts idiot! "You're not an idiot Blaze, and you didn't hurt me." I know that everything is very confusing and you probably feel like there's not even a point anymore with both of your parents gone, and people trying to kill you." He said and I stopped thinking and looked at him. How does he do that? I ask myself but quickly shut my thoughts off so he can't hear anything. "I'll tell you what," I got up from my bed and stood looking at him, tears in the brim of my eyes begging them not to fall. "When Malory and Daxton come back and the stones move, we'll escape before they can catch us okay?" I nodded in agreement before he continued to speak, "And if by then, when we escape, you want me to leave you alone, I will." He said and I covered my mouth with my left hand.
"Talon," I said and I engulfed him in a hug, holding him tight. "I never said I wanted you to leave me alone." For once he instantly held me back and I felt his tears on my shirt. He was crying, but he would't admit it. I knew that. I couldn't ever imagine Talon crying, as tough and steel-hearted as he first seemed when we met. Is steel-hearted even a word? I don't know but his heart's like steel, like you'd need a thousand different flame torches to just burn the siding, never to break, never to give up, always strong. I admired that about him out of many things, but I'd never think I'd see one tear shed from his color changing eyes. "It's okay, it's okay," I rubbed his back as he held me tighter as he cried on my shoulder, soaking my shirt with his salty tears. It scared me, knowing I've fallen for Talon without even realizing my own feelings, but when I said that I loved him on accident it still felt right.
After a few seconds he stopped crying and we just stood there holding each other as if there was nothing else better to do. I felt safe in Talon's arms even though I was the one to hug him first. I wonder if he feels safe as well. He nodded, showing me that he heard what I was thinking and that he too, felt safe with me. "I trust you." He said and I nodded. I'm happy that he trusts me. I can trust him too. I have, for a while. Suddenly, we hear the magical movements of the cellar stones and we break apart, looking towards the moving stones.
"When the stones clear, I'll make a distraction so you can run. Once you get out, you'll have the reigns to do whatever you want to do because once you leave this room you become the rightful heir. In here, it's basically like your royal blood doesn't count. When they catch me, and you're outside of the cellar, you can order them to release me."
I nodded and tried to slow down my breathing. As most of the stones cleared and Malory and Daxton's shadowy figures came into view, I snuck up next to where the stones opened so they wouldn't see me and Talon stood there for a second watching me. "How's my wonderful prisoners?" I heard Daxton's voice like he was right in front of me and I grimaced at his voice. As he walked in I held my breath afraid of making any sound and Talon smirked. "I am quite fine brother, how's your former wife?" He asked tilting his head and I forced myself not to laugh as I waited for Malory to walk in. "Treating her head wound thanks to your former wife, idiot." I did a small fist pump in the air and snuck out of the cellar before slowly conjuring up my magic to make a scepter like stick and stuck an amount of magic in the top of it, trapping it with a snap.
Talon smirked as I pointed it at his back. "Move." I ordered and Daxton turned around slowly with a smile on his face. "What's this?" He asked pointing to the scepter. I shrugged. "Something that belongs to me." I replied with attitude and he looked at me like he couldn't believe I said that to him. "You listen to me, princess. You belong to me, and you said it yourself so I demand respect!" His voice raised a little and I was surprised to see that it didn't bother me anymore. "Oh really?" I scoffed. "Because you never told me that I'm the Queen now did you?" I asked still with attitude and his eyes went wide.
He got down on his knees and stared at the ground.
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