“Because if this is the way she will get her freedom, I will have to accept that.” He swallows hard, not believing those words have just left his mouth.
“We have to fight for her!” I yelp out in a sob.
“We already did,” he whimpers.
Despite the fact that I can’t find peace in his words, he is right about one thing.
A lover who was born to fight. A girl who dreamed big and would always get lost in her own thoughts and imaginations.
A dreamer, that’s what she was. Until the world turned her dreams into her biggest nightmares.
No, she still is a dreamer. She has to fight for her dreams.
She will fight for her dreams.
Something shimmers inside of me. I have to check twice to make sure I am not imagining things. Despite that she isn’t moving, I feel her. I let her in. The door peeks open. Not as hard or as fast as normal, but it opens.
Light bubbles through my veins.
“What is it?” Fintan asks worriedly, clearly noticing me holding my breath.
A smile starts appearing on my face, the corner of my mouth twitching up, letting the salt of my tears enter my mouth.
“She is alive.”
Fintan gives me a smile as he sets me loose. Before my legs can drag me over to her, something interrupts me. No, someone interrupts me.
“Hi, Brax,”
She is alive.
Alive.
Alive.
Alive.
“Hi, Honey.”
Chapter 33
Eliane
A vague figure appears in front of me. Everything is blurry and I can only make out some lines. I know it is him. He talked to me. My head throbs and I reach with my hand for my temple.
“They fixed the wound, Honey. It isn’t there anymore.”Despite his words, I rub the spot on my head, thunderous pain pounding through my forehead.
“What happened in ou—”I can’t finish my sentences because strong, thick, tattooed arms wrap around me.
“I am going to suffocate,” I squeak out, but it doesn’t come out in more than a whisper. I try to smirk at him. His features appear sharper and as he steps back Da comes into view. My heart warms at the sight of him. I force myself to stand up, the only traces of our nightmare being the ear deafening headache. Da smiles at me. I step forward to hug him, but the king stops me.
“Well, everyone! It seems like we have two winners,” he shouts into the audience after giving me a dead glare. I didn’t notice the crowd sitting there yet but they go wild. I look at the king, Annie and Sibylla stand next to him, holding their heads highbut ignoring our glances. My eyes meet Braxton’s and he shrugs his shoulders.
“Why didn’t you tell me we won?”
“Because I didn’t notice or care. I had other things on my mind,”he groans, turning towards the other candidates. I follow his gaze, like an invisible line pulls my gaze into the same directions as his. Everybody else still sits there quietly with their blindfolds on. On the screen I see myself.
But not from my own point of view.
