Lahat ng Kabanata ng Blood Bound || The Arcane Legacy #1: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Waves crashed against the surface of the sea as booming thunder rolled over the heavens. Sharp streaks of light pierced the wall of stormy clouds, lighting up the sky in shocks of brilliant blue. Even submerged, the action above was tangible. Avira gazed upwards, where the surface taunted her. Her lungs burned as they cried for oxygen, clenching with each drifting second. Her body was tossed and hurled by the currents like a leaf under the mercy of the wind. Eyes stung from the salt present in the water, blackness tinting the edges of her vision. Her heartbeat pounded in her ears, throbbing with swelling intensity. She felt her spirit ebbing away gradually, dissipating and dissolving to merge with the sea, exuding her body...

Avira shut the door to her chambers, glad to be away from the scrutinizing eyes of the guards who cast furtive glances at her naked form, and slumped against it, sliding to the floor. She brought her knees to her chest, wrapping her hands around her legs. Burying her head, she let the brimming tears fall. Her shoulders shook with barely suppressed sobs and she brushed away the moisture trailing down her sunken cheeks. An ugly little sound caught in her throat as another cry crawled out her mouth.  What had she done?

Lewin clasped iron shackles over Avira's wrists. They were tight and slightly heavy, chafing her skin with the slightest movement. Another guard, Daris, clutched her by the elbow and yanked her along. Due to years of captivity, she had learned the names of guards who she constantly saw. Few were entrusted with the knowledge of Avira's presence within the castle, allowing the same people to take her to and from her chambers.She was led through a series of twists and turns, veering from one corri

An unspoken routine fell into place over the next few days. From noon to evening, Maester Enzar would instruct Avira on new techniques of lethal offensive magic and physical combat. With the rise of the moon came the practical exercises. Then, she was put to the test against several assailants. Each time ended with the loss of many lives, not that it was a problem to the King. He would most likely announce their death to their families that they had fallen in battle or rebel attacks. Afterwards, she would be left to rest in her chambers till midday. In between all this she was provided with meals, better than she had ever received. The cycle ran on.

Avira peeled open her eyelids to the sight of a plain field alongside a bordering wood. Cotton-like clouds dwelt high on the bright blue sky as the sun shone its rays onto the earth. The pop of green in the forest was fresh and lively, a cool inviting hue. Somewhere nearby a bird answered the call of its mate with a shrill cry. The vast expanse of nature took her breath away. Avira drank in the peaceful landscape with eager eyes. She felt the urge to spread out her arms to embrace the cool refreshing wind and lounge to the bright rays.