14| Hidden

                                    

                                          
"Did you do it?" 
I flinched my eyes open.
"No." 
"Did you or did you not?" The voice exclaimed. 
"I will not do as you say. It is my decision and I refuse."
I felt myself speaking except.. it wasn't my voice. It sounded like an older woman with a more wiser mature tone. So familiar yet so
A shadow then emerged from the darkness, its eyes like a white flame, fading in and out like a cloth on a pole, weaving as the wind gushes through.
My heart pounds from the sudden movement, I tried to break free but to my demise I could not. My whole body shivered. Scared. Terrified even. 
"Failure." 
Its voice echoed through my ears to the depths of my heart, cracking. Like a glass falling at a height, shattered but are still intact.  
I stood still, the shadow taunting me. Hovering around me, circling, sniffing every ounce of fear out of me. 
My eyes widen from the sudden shock wave around my body, like it's gripping onto my soul.
"You have always been a disgrace to us all, 'your majesty'.."  Its voice growled. 
I shut my eyes tightly as tears began flowing down my cheeks, I clenched my fist tightly. My nails digging through my skin I could feel my blood oozing out. My body felt numb and cold. 
I felt as though my soul was being sucked out of me. Separating me from my physical body. 
I clenched my fist even more harder than before, but instead of feeling my skin. 
I felt a soft cloth. 
Smooth. Soft. Comfy?
I opened my eyes instantly as I sat up straight. 
I reached out to my chest. Hearing my heartbeat pounding quicker than it should be. 
I held onto my beating heart, controlling my breathing as a drop of sweat sliding down to my cheek. 
I looked my hand. No signs of blood oozing out yet my veins are visibly glowing underneath my skin. The minute I realised the flow had vanished.
Once regaining my consciousness upon hearing a commotion from outside of the room, almost like an argument. 
I frowned. Unsure where I was. I looked around to see a sliding door made out of pure materials. Mostly used in Japan. I paced around the room. Perfectly arranged decorations with the sunlight gracefully shining outside my window. 
"Where am I..?"
I took a moment to process. My eyes narrowed, my memories returning in almost an instant. 
The plan. 
I really could have been out in about with my own training this morning but instead I had to give up my schedule for Zander's stupid obsession with gemstones, crystals? Or whatever. 
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DIDN'T DISCUSS WITH US FIRST!" 
"Nya, I'm sure he didn't mean to-" 
"DO YOU WANT THE SAME THING TO HAPPEN AGAIN? HAVE YOU LEARNT NOTHING!"
Upon hearing a woman yelling I approached my door quietly, watching my step to prevent a creaking sound. I opened my door slightly. Not so much that I was visible but so that I could get a glimpse of what was happening. 
Great now I'm like a nosy Karen at someone's house. Thanks a lot Zander...
"She's being targeted! We can't possibly get her killed!"