The king's eyes

Romeo

I told them I didn’t want to deal with it...

I do not know what to do...

They let her rot in the cell, with very little food, and spoiled her. They’re torturing her that way for now.

They will sometimes interrogate her, and I hope each time that they will not violate her...

But I know it will happen. This is the next step.

I want to help her and run away at the same time. I don’t want to get involved... But I am involved in spite of myself.

She’s been locked up for two days...

I must do something. I can’t keep hiding.

Tonight, I will give her some food and fresh water.

It’s evening. I hide pieces of bread, fruit, and a chicken thigh wrapped in a cloth. I put them in my pockets.

It’s late. The coven is silent. I’ll wait a little longer before going down to the dungeons.

A little later,

I hear screams, screams of women...

Shit! They’re hurting her, nooo...

I have to go now.

I go down the stairs, and listen :

strangled voice

“I’ve told you before...

There’s nothing out of the ordinary...

I talked to him, I listened to him, I got him to open up to others again...

I just became his confidante, I wanted to be his friend...

That’s how I helped him... There’s nothing to know, I didn’t do anything in particular... he cured him by himself..."

"LIES!!! ”

successive noises of slapping and blows

I can no longer stay idle in my corner, so I decide to act.

"GREGOIRE, STOP!! You’re going to kill her!! She’s too weak, she won’t hold on!

You’re doing it wrong... I’m taking over, leave!!" I yelled.

"I cast a truth spell, I know it works, but she still doesn’t reveal anything!! This witch is more powerful than we think... You have to strike hard, Lord Romeo.

Have no mercy, we need this information." He said.

I want him to go: "Leave me the night, I don’t want anyone here, is that clear?! GET OUT OF HERE!"

Gregoire finds it difficult to obey, but he ends up leaving. I live so isolatedly from hating them all that they think I’m ruthless, like a dangerous psychopath.

That they continue to think that, it is not so bad.

I make sure I’m alone when I break into the witch’s cell.

She is lying, unconscious, her face bleeding...

What a bastard, he disfigured her... I feel bad for her.

I try to wake her gently.

“Ma’am...

Wake up, I’m not going to hurt you...

I bring you some food, Ma’am?”

I gently shake her shoulder, but she has no reaction.

What should I do?... Can I transmit some energy to her? She’s almost totally devoid of it...it doesn’t hurt to try.

I put my hand on her head... I concentrate, but what I notice at first is that I manage to assess her nature...

I don’t know how I do it, it’s imposed on me... I don’t remember that wizards have this ability.

She’s not just a witch... I see the forest... I smell nature flourishing in the sun, I hear the birds, the water flowing, this water... I’m looking for it...

This water speaks to me, whispers to me... “Romeo”

I jerk my hands away from her head... I’m totally confused and amazed... What was it?

What the hell is this?...

The witch wakes up, she has trouble opening her eyes... She seems to be in pain...

“Good... Good evening...

My name is Romeo... I want to help you...

Let me help you up.”

I hold her by the arm so she can sit up. I take the food out of my pockets, and the water that I put in a large leather purse. I help her to drink at first, then I offer her a fruit to prepare.

She points me to the orange. I start to peel it and give it one wedge after another.

I hear her say “Mmh... Thank you...

Thank you very much... Oh God..."

"I don’t know how to get you out of there yet, but I’ll find out. You must hold on.

I... I could see, your magic... You’re some kind of forest angel... I’m so sorry to see you trapped here with those twisted..." I told her.

"Romeo, is it?" She asked.

I nod my head.

"Thank you so much. My name is Iris.

You gave me energy, which you did by connecting to my subconscious, you woke me up. Eating and drinking recharge my muscles too... I owe you a lot.

Who are you? ...Romeo... Oh!!" She said, amazed.

She remembers who I am... unfortunately.

"Yes... My fame precedes me, doesn’t it? Finally that of my father, rather." I said, trying to relax her.

"You’re not like him. There is light in you.

The power of nature... I don’t have enough energy to assess you yet, but it is certain that there is another species in you...

Do you know your mother? Because it would be surprising if it came from your father." She asked.

"Yes, I know my mother. She’s not very talkative.

She was abandoned at birth. She does not know her real parents. But as far as I know, she never revealed any particular faculties." I answered.

"If she lives far from the forest or nature, she may never have been able to discover her powers." Iris said.

After a few seconds of thinking, I tell her " I saw something... Something calling me, in your mind. In the forest."

"Was it my mind, or yours?

I was able to give you access to your own mind. You know, exploring the subconscious is a very interesting journey, we have become accustomed today to closing ourselves off from it, to focusing on what we can obtain, and not what we are, what We already have.

We want to look to the future without having understood our past.

I think you were able to explore yourself through me. Tell me what you saw." She asked.

She continues to eat slowly, she still suffers but she regains her strength.

I’m here to help her, but what interests her right now, when she’s weakened and bruised, is being able to help me find myself.

I give my impressions. “The forest.

I know it’s your universe. The elements, draw energy from nature, like other magical species. You must be a fairy or an elf...”

She looks at me suspiciously, her instinct is to be afraid of the information she gives me, and she is still under the spell of truth. A part of her still thinks that I may have approached her to extract information that I could use against her.

I pursue “You can tell me, or not. I’m not here to get you to talk to me. I’m not like them, I don’t understand their motives...

I never really understood. I have no hatred towards other species in me. I couldn’t convince myself that they were harmful.

I tried... It’s stupid but I wanted to be part of their group, to be like them when I was younger. But I never found that conviction that they have... I was playing a role...

Until I had enough.

Ah... it feels so good to tell someone... You have a gift for listening to people. I keep saying you’re a forest angel. It fits you well." I confess.

"I really like this description, Romeo. Thanks.

You are a good person. It’s normal to want to belong to a group, it’s instinctive.

I am very moved and admiring, to see how wonderfully you have evolved when you were born in this environment, with this suspicious and hostile entourage of other magical species. You are living proof that miracles do happen, and that everything is worth fighting for.

I hope to help you find peace and the life you dream of.

Samael... He’s going to change that... He’s going to bring peace to Gameon’s kingdom." She said.

I propose "He has to find you. This is the best way to get you out of here and prevent them from attacking the castle. I can send him a message... But I might get caught, and he’s probably already gone looking for you..."

Finally, she say "I think I can reach him...

I found a little energy, I’m going to try something. We have a special connection. We built a bond, a strong spirit link.

The mind is powerful and infinite... Not exploited enough.

Romeo, search your mind, find out who you are, I know you hold the answer.

Go...

Join the others before they ask too many questions.Thank you a thousand times, for your intervention... I don’t know what I would have done without you.

I will never forget it."