His Witchy Mate

“What are you trying to play at? We are going to get Alicia executed,” Ena’s words pierced the fog in my mind, and I struggled to grasp the meaning behind them. Alicia was going to be executed? But why?

Bryan’s brows furrowed in confusion as I tried to recall recent events. I vaguely remembered walking with Alicia, discussing something important, but the details were slipping through my fingers like sand. I couldn’t quite put the pieces together, and it frustrated me.

“And why would we do that?” I asked, my tone tinged with frustration. The situation felt like a puzzle with missing pieces, and I was growing increasingly agitated by my inability to comprehend it.

Ena’s patience seemed to wear thin as she responded, “Why are you playing dumb all of a sudden? You heard it all, you witnessed it, and most importantly, I don’t have all day.”

My head spun with confusion. I knew I should understand what Ena was talking about, but the memory was like a fleeting dream that I couldn’t quite grasp. I looked at Alicia, hoping for some sort of clarity, but her expression mirrored my own puzzlement.

As they continued walking, my frustration grew. I felt like he was in a foggy dream, struggling to make sense of his surroundings and the conversations happening around me. Something was definitely wrong, but I  couldn’t figure out what it was.

~ Alicia ~

“It worked,” I whispered to myself, the weight of what I had just done settling in. I had used magic, a spell, to alter Bryan’s memory. My heart raced, a mix of excitement and guilt coursing through me. I had to apologize to Bryan for tampering with his mind, even if it was for a good cause. But now, it was Ena’s turn.

I began to recite the spell again, this time focusing on Ena’s name and identity. My mind raced through the words, but I accidentally skipped a part. Ena let out a piercing shriek, collapsing to the ground with a thud. Panic surged through me as I realized something had gone wrong. “Why didn’t it work with Ena?” I wondered, my heart pounding in my chest.

Without hesitation, I rushed to Ena’s side, Bryan following closely behind. My mind raced, trying to make sense of the situation. Had I harmed her? Was she okay? The fear of the unknown gripped me tightly.

“Help! Anyone there? There’s an emergency, somebody please help!” I shouted, my voice echoing through the corridors in desperation.

Bryan sprinted to Lucian’s room and returned with Lucian in tow. The Palace medical team was quickly summoned, and they carefully placed Ena on a stretcher to carry her away for medical attention.

“What happened?” Lucian’s voice was laced with concern and confusion.

I was trembling, shaken by the turn of events. I hadn’t intended for any of this to happen. I had only wanted to protect myself and Alicia.

“She was ahead of us. We were walking towards your room, although I can’t recall why. Suddenly, she screamed and collapsed. I have no idea what’s wrong with her, but I hope she’ll be okay,” Bryan explained, his worry evident.

“Why were you all marching towards my room?” Lucian’s question hung in the air, demanding an explanation.

My eyes brimmed with tears as I realized the gravity of my actions. I was scared for Ena and for what I had inadvertently caused. I should have never attempted the spell. I should have faced the consequences instead. Now, Ena’s condition was uncertain, and I feared that my impulsive actions might have endangered her life.

“She wanted to report me to you,” I confessed, my head bowed, my heart heavy with regret.

Lucian’s voice brought me back from my thoughts, and I looked up at him, his concern evident in his eyes. I managed a weak smile and nodded, even though I was far from okay. Ena’s situation was a result of my actions, and the guilt was gnawing at me.

Lucian’s raised brow and his questioning voice echoed in my mind as I nodded slowly in response to his inquiry. I felt his curious gaze on me, and the weight of his unspoken questions only deepened my sense of unease. Bryan’s intervention was a timely distraction, a lifeline that allowed me to postpone the conversation I dreaded.

As we followed Lucian to the medical section, my steps felt heavy, each one laden with the weight of uncertainty. I wanted to be strong, to support Ena’s recovery, yet my thoughts kept drifting to the secret I carried-the forbidden book, the unfinished spell, and the unintended consequences that had befallen Ena.

Seeing Ena connected to the machines was a stark reminder of the danger that lay in my actions. Guilt gnawed at me as I silently apologized to her in my thoughts, hoping that she would recover without any lasting harm.

Lucian’s questions to the doctors mirrored my own concerns. Why had Ena collapsed? And would she remember the events leading up to it? His frustration resonated with mine, but my guilt added another layer to my emotions.

As we sat in silence, waiting for Ena to regain consciousness, my mind was a whirlwind of thoughts. I was lost in my worries, so much so that I hardly noticed Lucian’s gaze on me until he stood up and walked towards me. His touch on my shoulder startled me, bringing me back to the present.

“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice laced with concern. His warm touch sent a jolt through me, a reminder of his unwavering support. I managed a faint smile, my eyes meeting his as I tried to convey my gratitude for his understanding.

My heart raced as Ena stirred and finally regained consciousness. She was startled by Lucian’s touch on my shoulder, and his repeated question made me feel exposed, like he could see through the turmoil in my mind. Avoiding his gaze, I let out a sigh, a mixture of relief and trepidation.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Ena’s weak voice called their attention, and I hurried over to her side, my own emotions momentarily pushed aside. Seeing Ena in pain, my natural instinct to care for others took over. With Bryan’s help, they assisted Ena to sit up, concern etched on our faces.

Ena’s confusion was evident as she questioned our identities. It was as if her memory had been wiped clean, leaving her in a state of bewilderment. Lucian’s touch revealed her unwell state, causing me to worry even more. The urgency in Bryan’s move to fetch the doctor was felt by all.