Death changes things
There had been absolutely no interaction for Priscilla since her talk with her uncle. The incident with Jewell, as well as that conversation, had her questioning if she was doing the right thing by remaining with Lirim. Part of her wanted to rise above this, to show her mother they were worth keeping. But the other part of her told her to take her siblings and run. She was sure Blaise would want to be their leader… and she’d likely try to make peace between her brothers while keeping Naeva close so she wouldn’t get bullied again.
Too bad that wouldn’t happen.
Whether they had decided to stay or go the lives of all of Jewell’s kids were about to be changed forever.
Priscilla had been on her way to see her sister, ironically enough. It had been too long… and something nagged at ‘cilla. Something foreboding… and she wanted to talk to her sister about it. Naeva had been the only one with her while Blaise bullied them… while their other brothers were missing from Lirim. It was cruel fate that would lead her to discover what she would discover at her sister’s den.
She was approaching when she saw them gathering around the den. Instantly she knew something was wrong. Bi-colored eyes widened and Priscilla’s steps slowed. It was written on their faces… their emotions…
Her mother, broken, crying… away from Naeva’s den...
‘Lestin looking angry, fearful, and sad all at once…
Her uncle was trying to hold it together but she could sense his distress…
And Blaise…
Priscilla had never seen him with that expression.
The female began to tremble.
It started with a shiver… and progressed with each step she took.
Everything felt surreal. She couldn’t breathe. She wasn’t existing. She wasn’t here.
This wasn’t real.
Everything that was wrong didn’t exist.
‘Cilla shuddered.
Stopped.
She parted her mouth to speak but there were no words.
She couldn’t form the question… couldn’t ask what happened.
Then the smell of death hit her.
It clicked.
Naeva was…
Dead.
Everything started to swim before Priscilla’s eyes. Colors blurred together as tears formed and a sound, something between a wail and a sound no normal creature should make escaped her lips.
“Naevaaaaaaaaa!!!!” |