KANİTA - Wingless princess-Shattered I

chapter 2

"We'll go this way. Be quiet and watch your step."

"What about you? You will stay here…"

"We are safe, don't worry. But you must go. We must move now, time is running out."

As Beni led his daughter through the passage, he noticed a figure moving in a dark corner. He paused for a moment, then silently approached. A young man stood before him, his face filled with hesitation and respect, gazing at him. Beni looked him up and down, his eyes ablaze with keen curiosity.

"Young man, please give me your name,"

"I am Andres Demirkilic, my queen,"..

The man bowed his head. "My descendants have been making swords for your family for centuries."

Without a moment's hesitation, Beni took one of Andres's hands and placed the other on the young man's chest. His eyes suddenly turned white, and as if his entire soul had been connected to another world, he began to whisper a profound incantation. Andres felt a chill run through him; a strange energy coursed through his body. Beni's voice filled the surroundings with a magical enchantment, and the young man's heart began to race.

When Beni's spell ended, she removed her hand from Andres's chest. Taking a deep breath, she returned her eyes to their normal state and looked at him with a determined gaze.

"I grant you immortality," Beni said in a calm tone. "You will follow the path my daughter took, you will drink the water she drank, you will eat the food she ate. You will bear her pain.

You will share it and rejoice in its joy. When it finds itself, you will bring it back to me safe and sound."

Andres was shocked by what he had heard. As the weight of the words settled on his shoulders, he began to feel a transformation in his body. His body trembled, and two massive, magnificent black wings suddenly appeared on his back. His eyes flashed an emerald green, radiating a sharp light. When he opened his hand, for a moment, nothing was there before a sword suddenly appeared between his fingers. The sword, just as he had imagined it in his imagination, was perfect and powerful.

"This... How is this possible?" Andres whispered in astonishment. Feeling his wings, being able to control his power, seemed incredible to him.

Me to Andres with a slight smile

"You are no longer an ordinary person, Andres. Now you carry a mission, and you will bear witness to my daughter's fate. Protect her, accompany her. When the time comes, you will bring her back to me."

Andres bowed his head when he realized what he was feeling was real. "I am at your service, my queen. I will protect your daughter at all costs."

Beni turned to Silitsia one last time, looked at her with his eyes as if saying goodbye, and then showed Andres the way...

Beni led the way, and Andres, without hesitation, lifted Silitsia into his arms. He spread his black wings and soared quickly into the sky. They disappeared into the misty, dark night. He sighed deeply as he watched me, his gaze frozen in cold determination.

Pulling himself together, he turned back and spoke in a calm voice, but with words filled with pain.

"He's gone," he said coolly. "He's not here anymore."

Artis, his eyes filled with tears, turned to his wife and asked harshly, "What are you saying, Beni? She's our daughter!"

Beni locked eyes with his wife, a cold determination etched on his face. “She is no longer our daughter, Artis. I have banished her. She has no place in any kingdom.”

Artis's eyes held both anger and profound sadness. Beni's words felt like a complete stranger to him. He clenched his fists, but with a deep sigh, he fought to maintain control.

"I don't understand your words, Beni," Aris shouted angrily. "I will find him! My dear cousin Artis... And rest assured, I will do what is necessary with my own hands!"

At that moment, Setis stepped into the middle of the argument, his voice serious and solemn. “So what?” he said, his eyes fixed on Aris. “Are we to s*******r our own blood? That can’t be our way.”

Artis was silent for a moment. His anger still gnawed at him, but Setis's words echoed in his ears. He was deeply conflicted by this situation, which had turned his thoughts and feelings about his own daughter upside down. He was torn between his determination to find his daughter and his loyalty to his family.

Beni continued in a harsh tone. "This isn't just about us. Silitsia isn't just our daughter; she's part of a prophecy. Her path is different now, and she can't walk it with us."

Artis's eyes flashed again, but this time he was silent. He took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm within him. Setis, however, silently approached Artis and placed a supportive hand on his shoulder.

"We all know what we have to do," Setis said calmly. "But we have to find the right path. This is about the fate of all of us, not just Silitsia."

These words calmed the situation for a while, but Artis's anger hadn't completely subsided. The thought of losing his daughter still burned within him...

While everyone in the hall was arguing furiously, far away in the sky, Silitsia lay in Andres's strong arms, her head resting on his chest, weeping silently. Her tears vanished in the cold night wind.

Andres understood his duty to protect her, but he didn't yet fully understand what had happened. He was late for the ceremony and hadn't yet learned the reason for her sudden escape. But Silitsia's sobs echoed a deep pain and fear within him.

Silitsia's thin voice occasionally broke out in hushed whispers. "Why... Why did this happen?" she asked herself, but the answers were lost in the cold silence of the wind.