Sword by Realm Lovejoy

Author:Realm Lovejoy [Lovejoy, Realm]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-11-11T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

My heart goes still as I look around the forest. Arthur moves closer to me. Another gunshot causes us to flinch, the shot echoing. Arthur steps in front of me, holding his arms out.

“Cease fire,” he cries into the cluster of trees ahead of us.

“Arthur,” I shout. “Step away.” I hold on to his shoulders, trying to push him. “It’s okay. They’re here to take you home.”

Arthur ignores me, shrugging away from my grasp. “Cease fire!”

Bullets spray the sand and we yelp. There’s movement throughout the forest.

They’re coming.

My heart thunders in my ears.

“Prince Arthur,” an amplified voice shouts from the shadows. “Step toward the forest.”

I push gently at Arthur’s back. “Do what they say. Go.”

Arthur shakes his head. “If I step away, they’ll shoot you.”

“I promise they won’t,” I say. “They won’t kill me here. They’ll want me tried for high treason.”

Arthur turns to me, gritting his teeth before shaking his head again. “No.”

“Arthur, please.” I don’t want him to see what will happen to me. “Please go to them.”

Tears streak down Arthur’s dirtied cheeks. “I can’t do it.”

Behind Arthur’s head, I see gray uniforms slinking between the trees. Dozens of Gray Knights pour out from the hedges, aiming silver guns at me, flashing in the light. Two knights, Agravain and Gawain, make their way carefully toward us. Agravain keeps his gun trained on me as Gawain moves to Arthur.

“Stay back!” Arthur commands them.

They ignore him, keeping their eyes on me.

Gawain flashes me a brief look of sorrow before he rushes at Arthur and grabs him at lightning speed, pulling the Prince away from me. I dare not move as Agravain and many other knights have their guns aimed at my head.

Arthur cries and struggles in Gawain’s grasp. “Don’t! Please don’t hurt her!”

Just as I look at Arthur, Agravain takes the opportunity to run at me. Before I can turn to defend myself, he hits my cheek with the butt of his gun. I fall to the sand, barely catching my fall with my hand. Defensively, I raise my other hand to shield myself from the next blow.

“I said STOP!” Arthur roars.

Grimacing, I look back up at Arthur who is still fighting in Gawain’s arms.

Arthur flings his arm out, a pushing motion with his hand toward Agravain.

Agravain flies back, his spine slamming into the ground, the gun flying out of his hand. Sand scatters in the air like an explosion from his landing. Flinching, I shut my eyes and turn as sand hits my skin, stinging sharply like microscopic bullets. I wipe the sand off my face, panting.

So Arthur inherited his grandfather’s magic rather than his father’s. A wind user. A really deadly wind user, which is something I’ve never seen before. He used wind so strong it pushed back a fully grown man.

Agravain moans and rubs his back. I glance at Arthur.

“Arthur,” I say, smiling through my pain. “You do have magic.”

With magic so powerful, Arthur can defend himself. He won’t need me anymore. And now he’s safely back in Camelot’s hands, no longer at risk of being alone and attacked by the Luminaries.

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