Thane's Promise by A.J Towns

Author:A.J Towns
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: A.J Towns

I awoke moments later to a cold sensation on my cheek. I pushed myself to a sitting position only to find myself sitting alone in the garden. Surrounded by butterflies and red flowers dancing in the wind. How mature Thane… falling asleep on Rosalia in the middle of the day. But that nap didn’t even scratch the surface of my fatigue. It only intensified it. I ran a hand through my hair and rolled my neck.

Unfortunately, my problems didn’t subside either. I could hear my mother’s voice and saw her silhouette just beyond the glass doors to the palace. If I were to walk through that door, I would be trapped.

With half a brain, I assessed my options. My room was situated on the second floor of the palace, a few feet from where I sat in the garden. I needed to avoid roaming around the first floor entirely. I surveyed the tree that reached the balcony of my room.

Without thinking and doing something so incredibly stupid, I rushed over to the tree and climbed it. It didn’t take me long. I swung my leg over the railing and crashed into one of my plants. My entire body ached, but I kept myself pinned to the ground when I heard the door to the garden open just below my balcony.

“Where is this boy? I thought I saw him sleeping on the bench. Did I raise a baboon?” My mother’s voice was loud and aggravating as I could hear her footsteps retreat. It sounded like she was talking to someone, but I couldn’t decipher who it was. My mother walked back inside and closed the door behind her. Until I knew she was gone, I stood and peered over the balcony’s edge. The stupid things I do when half asleep is ridiculous.

I crouched over to my door and hit the button on the panel. The door gave way, whistling as it slid open. At last, some tranquility and solitude.

I rubbed my head and took a deep breath. I flicked on the lock all doors function on the panel that rested on my wall. Automatically every door to my room was locked. No one and I mean no one, would disturb me.

Perhaps I could spare a few minutes and figure out another way to find my father and sister. I sat at my desk and cleared everything in sight. I felt around the ridges of the furniture to find a lever. I tugged it, and the top of the desk cranked open. I removed the lid. Engraved on the rough surface were tally marks.

Over one hundred tally marks that marked every time I attempted something new but failed. I kept this hidden mainly from myself. The last thing I needed was a visible reminder of how many times I was unsuccessful. I grabbed a knife from my drawer and carved another tally into the wood amongst the others.

I placed the thin piece of wood back on the desk and covered the markings. I rested my head against the cool surface and closed my eyes.

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