A sharp skin shit into my skin as a cold blade pressed onto it. Fear struck into me. The thought of me getting caught by a rogue awakened was scary.
My hand flew to my throat. Wet. Red.
I turned—but slow and carefully, trying to avoid my head being chopped off.
Behind me, a presence pressed in like velvet soaked in poison.Her scent was sweet and toxic, i felt the urge to soak into it, but my instincts warned me carefully.
"Who are you?" she repeated.
This time I heard the calm. The threat that lived inside it.I was getting kinda scared, it was one thing that she asked me once, my words were scattering before i could even speak.
I didn't move. Couldn't.
The blade she held traced my pulse.
"You're Marked. I can sense it. But why… why here?", why would a marked seeker come to the abyss this late at night?.
Words fought their way out.
"Can… I not answer that", the words came out slowly but carefully.
Silence drawed in as neither spoke.
Then, "Your name?", those words came in sharp cutting away the silence.
"Night."
She paused. Just enough to warn me to think before i spoke another word.
"I'm serious, why would i lie with a blade on my neck."
"So do you think i would just keep it just on you neck"
A chuckle escaped her lips. Not cruel. Just… tired.
"Follow me."
Her name was Rosalind.
But she told me to call her Master Rose.
She moved fast. Down the cliff, wind in her hair. Never looked back.
At the base: a pink Rolls-Royce, shimmering like an illusion.
"In," she ordered.
I blinked. "Where are we going?"
"The Academy. You'll stay until Winter Solace. Leave without permission and I'll kill you."
She said it with a smile. It was weird.
Why did i feel like i was getting kidnapped.
I felt the scent flunctuuate strangely, my instincts kept alarming me that something was wrong. Really wrong.
The car accwlerated sharply, as the svent became more toxic. Then with a sudden force , the whole car stopped .
A blade came to my neck as i stared at her. Rose's eyes were filled with blood lust and something i couldn't understand at all.
She spoke as soon as the silence began to feel unbearable.
"Who are you" , and why were you at the abyss.
I didn't know what to say but something was crystal clear, any wrong answers would lead to my death.