PAST~


The coup her parents had planned had failed, so here she sat hidden in the back of their house in a “panic room” in a full panic. How ironic that she was trapped in a room filled with her own panic, her heart consumed with fear. She had greeted the rider with such hope that they had pulled it off. They had taken over the Kingdom and saved everyone from such a cruel fate that was there King.

Sadly the rider had only uttered a single word before a spear imbedded itself into his chest.

“Hide!”

It had seemed what would have been eons of waiting for Leila. Her mother had justified the coup by having said the King was even cruel for an incubus. He was unjust and greedy, he wanted all things even what wasn’t his, like her mother so something had to be done.

The sound of heavy footsteps neared the hidden entrance of the room, Leila’s heart all but seized in her chest. Her breath hitched as she covered her mouth with her hands tightly. Oh Gods no, she pleaded.

The silent prayers she had sent were not answered when light spilled into the dark room, light reaching all corners of the small five by fve room. The small crate she had hid in was the only thing that shielded her from being discovered. Her chest rose and feel rapidly as she tried her hardest to be stay quiet.

Her cries of pain filled the room as a sword had been shoved into the crate as it sliced clean into her shoulder. The top of the wooden box ripped off and she was drug out by her hair. Hot sticky blood seeped through her white silk dress.

“Oh look what we have here, Ranja,” the second eldest Prince; Radanon cooed as he gripped her golden white silk locks.

“Stop!” Leila gasped as he tore her from the crate, she was barely able to get her footing before he struck her across the face.

“Shut up you filthy traitor!” Radanon roared.

A yelp parted her now split lip as she held her cheek that felt as if someone had lit it on fire. Her head lulled slightly as she had stumbled back from the force of the hit. “Go to hell!” She spat at him. Before another blow could be made to her the eldest Prince stepped in front of her and caught his brother’s hand.

“Father wanted her delivered in one piece,” Ranja simply reminded his younger brother. Radanon grumbled displeased yet complied to his elder brother and left the room dragging the youngest of the three with him, Raku.

“Now let’s get you back to my father before you and your family cause any more trouble.” The eldest Prince gripped Leila’s upper arm and gave her no chance to protest before he drank in some of her energy just from such simple contact before he drug her with him.