Three: Unknown TreasonsA Chapter by Blue_Sky“Dustin Herannna.” I called as I walked up to him studying him. He’s
the kind of man who no one has ever been able to own. Who speaks softer then
the summers wind, but somehow who had the I could kill you with one glace
demeanor. His stride wasn’t that of a man of wealth, but of a man who had
worked his whole life to be where he was and want to forget what he had done to
get there, but never forgot it. However
now there was something else now. Something strange. Almost like he was
pretending to be someone and not doing such a good job of it. This made me
wonder what he had seen now. “Blue Sky.” he whispered a weak smile
finding its way to his face. I looked closer running my eyes down
his broad shoulders and long legs over across his face searching for something
anything to explain what was missing or what had happened. His hair was still as black as a starless night;
his eyes thought they had changed. From the brown that flaked into burning
embers now the embers seemed to be a fuming forest fire. “Welcome back to the castle you we’re
missed.” A fake smile spread across my face. As a servant made his way out bowing
his head. I turned and looked around knowing we were now alone. “Why did you bring her here?” “Because that is what the king asked
me to do.” “The king.” I whispered my tone
speaking of treason. “Blue.” “Dustin where do your loyalties lie?”
I said now suddenly cold. My hands trembling form a fear untold. He looked at me studying me, “Blue
Alexandra Sky Daughter of Black Seth Sky and
White Carina Sky sister to Red Rex Sky. My loyalty is to you. Not your
father. Or by now, he would know of your skills with sword and your tactical
brilliance. You would most likely be dead by now if he was the one who held my
loyalty.” “ Why did you disobeyed me? I asked you to take
her away when you found her not bring her here into my father’s hands!” “Princess, I guess it’s a title that
now fits you. Are you as foolish as to
think I could have ever escaped your father long enough to train her? Or to
keep her alive until you could reach us?” I looked to the ground. A long silence
lingering between us. He placed his hand
on my shoulder “What are you not tell me?” I looked up into his stunning indigo
eyes that had grown cold like winter ice. After countless long minutes, I
finally spoke “He killed her.” I saw the shock in his eyes. “When?” He asked his voice shaking. “The day after you left.” I whispered not
looking at him. “Why?” “Because Samuel betrayed her. He told
of the plan to find the half blood and to train her for the other side, and and
he said she was behind it all.” “So Black killed her.” Tears fell unwillingly down my face. “I’ll kill him.” He muttered “I took care of the problem someone
will find him without a tongue and his left pinky finger.” “The mark of betrayal to his own.”
Dustin whispered looking at me, “I never thought you would learn from thieves
and cut throats.” “Well what can I say my up bring was a
little messed up.” “What is he pulling? He’s known for
years that she was helping the rebellion. Why kill her now?” “He’s close for the first time to
controlling the Animas. If he controls
the Animas he controls the world.” “So what’s that have to do with the
girl?” “The half blood is his link.” Dustan stood silent neither of us
moving. “How are we getting her out?” “I don’t know, but she can’t say here
anymore. Her gift is rare and easy to corrupt. ” “Bring Red in.” Dustin suggested. “Are you out of your mine Dustin?” “Dam Blue are you so blind? He may be
the golden boy in your father’s eye today, but the minute he does something
wrong or he makes a move for the throne he’s dead. He knows that. Everyone
knows that. His loyalty has never been the king.”
“I know it time to bring him back. But.” “it’s time to let the past go he
couldn’t have stopped it no one could have.” “I’ll give him his part.” I agreed © 2012 Blue_SkyAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorBlue_SkyVAAboutI’m a junior in high school who has written since I was seven. I’ve always loved the way with one book authors are immortalized in the mines of those who read their stories. I have always .. more..Writing
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