Candela

All that Candela thought is it will be easy for her to used the small window for her elluding but she was wrong. The walls, the plain and straight wall to be exact was higher that she thought. One wrong move, one wrong step and she will fall down on the ground. And who knows that she fell on the ground, her bones will then turn into pieces.

She can’t help but to cursed inside as she carefully climbing down the walls. Using her claws, she dug it to the wall as she climbed down. What she was doing is already hard for her plus the strong wind blowing her body.

“This is a total nightmare.” She said, gritting her teeth.

How she really wished that she can escape successfully… how she wished!

Minutes of climbing down, Candela’s lips stretched for a wide smile as she seeing closely the ground. One final jump and she perfectly landed, with her right hand as her support.

She then instantly roamed her eyes around. Being cautious of the patrols strolling around the whole kingdom. Knowing her evil mother, Amari… there’s literally no easy way of escape on her dark territory. But she is Candela. What Candela want, Candela gets.

Well, hopefully… luck is on her side.

Walking carefully with her bare feet, her body is still attached on the wall. When she reached the corner of the wall, Candela cautiously peeked out, making sure that theree is no knights that might caught her. When she saw that the area was all clear, she run as fast as she can using her vampire speed to the nearest bushes.

Candela lurked herself on the thick garden bushes and was about to stood up again to peek when she heard loud footsteps coming on her direction. Biting her lips, she pressed her body even more to the bushes, avoiding the sharp eyes of the knights. She even hold her breath as she was afraid that the knights might sense her.

Smiles appeared on her lips when the footsteps are already on the far distance on her place. She carefully lifted her head, peeking out. There were no knoghts near her place but there are knights on the other side of the kingdom. If she recklessly move out, they will easily caught her.

“What to do now, Can?” she asked herself, biting the bottom of her lips.

It took her several minutes before jumping on her plan. The gate was not so near on her but the stable, where the fastest horses of her mother is just so near om her. She will going to use a horse to escape but how can she get inside the stable without being caught?

Still unprepared, Candela run on to the stable. She opened the door silently and didn’t get wrong about her conclusion. Sure that there are knights securing the horses, damn it!

With a sharp movement, Candela grabbed the nearest sword and attack the three knights whom still dumbfounded on her sudden appearance. She first wounded them one by one before twisting their head, getting their heart out of their body. It was the training that taught her before.

Every vampires’ weakness was the weapon made up of silver. But how to kill vampires without that silver weapon? It was easy. Twist their head and remove their heart, simple as that.

“A piece of cake, bastards,” Candela remarked before kicking their body, hiding it to the vacant stable.

When she turned to the horses, Candela grin upon seeing a white horse. Standing proud as if it’s assuring to her that he is the fastest horses among the rest.

“Come on, buddy… get me hell out of here.” She patted his back before riding him.

As soon as she kicked him, the horse run fast as he can. Heading towards the open gate until they finally step outside the palace. Candela heard knights stopping her, even following her but the horse she got was just faster enough to ellude them with a smile. When she turned her head back, knights that are following her are on the far distance already. They were tiny on her sight.

“Good job, horsey,” she praised, lowering the speed while patting the horse’s back.

All that Candela thought was she successfully taste her freedom, not until the horse forcefully stopped. Dropping her on the ground, with her ass first hitting it.

“F*ck!” she cursed, wincing as she was hurt. “What the hell is your problem, ho–” she stopped on the midway when her eyes eventually landed on the other horse in front of her.

“I got you, my lady…”

As she lifted her eyes to know the owner of the voice, her eyes went wide. Seems like popping out from their sockets as she stared shocked on the man–the werewolf rather– in front of her.

“What are you doing here, my lady? Princess like you must stay inside your palace. The outside is dangerous for you,” Lucas grinned.

Candela, gaining herself from shock, rolled her eyes. She then put her two arms in front of her as a defense. “Get the hell out of my way, stinky werewolf!” she demand before riding her horse again.

Without any other words again, she reined her horse and passed Lucas’ horse hastily.

Lucas is a werewolf. And a werewolf like him is an enemy. She should not near herself on him.

“No matter how hard you tried to escape, I will always find you, my Luna!” Lucas shouted that made her eyes rolled.

When she knew that she already reached too far from Lucas, Candela stopped the horse in the middle of her way. From the back of her horse, she roamed her eyes around. Then she realized that every thing around her was now covered by snow. She didn’t got the chance to inspect her surrounding earlier as she was busy in elluding, she didn’t even know that she is now heading to north… where is now covered by thick snow.

She sighed. “Let’s get going, horsey…” she said, heading to the North despite of the freezing temperatures that makes her shiver in chills.

She remembered that when she was still a child before, she dearly fond of snow. Playing with it all the time when snows fall from the skies. Snows has its spot on her heart along with those memories she lost for years. It reminds her of her childhood days… those days with pure bliss as she is with her beloved parents. But now, seeing the snows falling down the skies gives her another feeling.

It was not the happiness anymore.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Just a melancholic feelings, a nostalgia.