The Ghost of the past
Elizabeth
When I opened my eyes. A flashed of wind hits my face, I rise up to see the windows were open. My brows furrowed. I don’t remember opening it, but I padded towards it to close it anyway. Then something added in the room. A heat. That’s when I know that I am not alone. I pulled up the string, furious fire entangles my hands. When I turned around, Jehaerys is just standing behind me.
“Jehaerys,” I whisper. I don’t know if I’m glad to see him here, or not. But, I know it’s not the latter.
“I just need to see you,” he mutters.
I hurried towards the door to lock. “How did you even get here?” I asked him.
“I had a warlock to portal me here,” he said, and walks towards me.
“You need to go back, Jehaerys. If someone were to see you here, King Pol won’t hesit
