Inside was a large room that was about the size of a church. Much like the rest of the place, this room was decorated with crimson walls and gold curtains that hung like chandeliers from the ceiling. There was a long corridor that went on for about fifteen feet before stopping at a pair of huge golden chairs where a man and a woman sat.
Guards' dressed in traditional metal attire stood at either side of the room.
"Damon." barked a voice.
I slightly jumped up, startled. My eyes traveled to the end of the carpet where an older couple were seated on the thrones,
The King, dressed in typical king attire, was wearing a velvet-colored robe and a crown, similar to the Queen. As we walked closer, I could see that the King looked like a much older Damon and the queen resembled Seth more. She had long golden hair with thick curls and her eyes pierced mines from meters away.
"Father, mother." greeted Damon bowing his head slightly.
"I have been told you have an injured human, one that isn't a villager, and brought her here without my permission," he snapped.
"You are told correct father," he admitted.
I glanced at Damon. It was almost strange to see him so distressed.
"Who hurt her?" asked the king.
"I did."
That wasn't true. Seth was the one who injured me and Seth was the one who insisted they bring me back. Damon would never have agreed to sneak me in if Seth hadn't bugged him so much.
So why was Damon taking the blame?
The King sigh," Damon, why do you continue to disobey me?"
"My apologies father, but I had injured the girl very harshly, I was afraid if I had left her there she would be trouble," he spoke nervously.
"I see you have taken care of her," said the King," but she now knows."
Panic began to rise within me again,"I-I promise not to tell a soul!" I yelled, suddenly.
Damon's head snapped sharply towards me and I quickly shut my mouth.
The King glanced at me, almost sadly"Of course you wouldn't dear, but we cannot let you leave, it is against our law," he said.
"What law?" I snapped despite Damon's glare.
"He's speaking of the Cold One's law," spoke the Queen.
"The Cold Ones?" I asked.
"Yes, our people here are the Cold Ones."
"What are you going to do to me?" I asked," you can't keep me here forever."
"No," said the King," we will arrange it so that you have no memory of this."
"What, how," I asked, not sure that I even wanted to know.
"We can try to have it done by a Cold Ones here at the castle," spoke the Queen's smooth voice," But it is not always successful as it is not what we are best at."
"And if it doesn't work,I-if I still remember?"
"Then I'm afraid dear, you will be stuck here until we find a witch that can," she said.
"How long does that take," my hopeless gaze turned towards Damon," I can't just stay here, I have a life!"
"It will take as much time as it needs," replied the King.
It took a while for me to correctly register everything they had so easily said into my brain.
My eyes widened and I snapped," That's only if you fail to erase my memory?"
"Yes," the Queen responded," but if it fails, we have to go with the other option."
"Well, when can you try?" I asked.
"Tomorrow night, the full moon will be out, then we will have our maximum strength."
I thought the full moon crap was for werewolves.
"I can't stay until tomorrow!" I snapped," my family, they don't know that I'm okay-."
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