Lost & Found
READING AGE 16+
Xenik's Kingdom was hosting the Quinquennial Celebration this year, but his mind was not on finding the bride that his father demanded he find by the end of the year. He was still haunted by the creature that had saved his life in the Cithaeron Wilds just a few short weeks ago. She haunted his dreams and he'd even started seeing her around the castle, just a flash here and there, but there was no mistaking her presence.
Maenads were supposed to be a myth, wild women that were driven by their madness to hunt and kill the trespassers in their woods. But Xenik wasn't so sure anymore. He was starting to believe that they infect their prey and drive them to madness before making their kill.
She should've killed him. It would've been easy, he'd been exhausted and near the brink of death already when she found him. But that was why he believed her intentions to be more devious than those of legend. She'd saved him and returned him safely to civilization.
Now she haunted him.
Driving him to madness.
She should've killed him.
Why hadn't she killed him?
He wished she would've just killed him.
Unfold
He was awakened by the gentle shaking of his shoulders. His face was buried into the fabric of his newly mended shirt, and as he stretched, his toes were met with a shocking chill as they poked out from under the wool cloak he’d been curled up under. He tried a polite, “Good Morning,” be made a grunt, followed by a gruff, “morning.” <……
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