Chapter 34: Escaping K'abel

Has it been over a day or two days, I'm not sure but I know I have really spent a while here. Three days if I am honest with myself. The stale smell of the food beside me says it all... They bring food for me whoever they are or rather only once have they actually brough food for me and that was after Trikan came that day. I did not get to see their faces because I actually woke up to the food beside me.
The dark Fae King. I've not met him yet but I can't help but hate him with every fibre in me, I also cannot help but wonder if Michal and Vas are out there looking for me. Would they? It is a quesion I might not want an answer to. Perhaps they had gone back to the Peaceful life they had before I arrived. I do not do this on a normal day, doubting myself but I guess situations really lessens your point of view. I have to leave here... I just have to.
The rattle of keychains and locks is heard. They are here again. Probably to take away the food which I did not even touch, but only that this time I am awake. I have to leave here! I have to leave here! I really do have to leave here! I start a chant in my head the bar door opens and a familiar bright light seeps it is Trikan again - my brother. His cold steel gaze sweeps over me.
"You did not eat" he says.
"Apparently" I reply holding his stare.
"Why"
"You think I will sit and let myself to be poisoned, no thank you brother" his cold gaze does not waiver, he looks at me like I'm not his relation or rather like we are not in the slightest bit related. I should be used to this by now, the rejection of family. after all I lost my parents when I was but a child, lived and grew up with the family that was not mine and ended up with a mate who was still grieving is dead first mate. How pathetic, but still that does not stop the pain in my heart as I hold is intense look.
" suit yourself" he grunts and bends to pick the plate. this is my chance so I lift up my chained hands and cuff it over his neck, pulling him entirely down with me, the locked chains now strapping his neck dangerously. It will hurt him, but for now I do not care.
"Bells" he chokes out, his hands cominhg up to tap mine continously as he struggles to break free. I tighten myb hold on him, he gasps again but I am far from being the good sister because riht now, I need to leave.
"Get me out of here Trikan" I say to him.
"You know I cannot do that"
"You can Trik, and you will." That being said, I start to use my legs to search for the keys in his trouser pockets. It takes a while, considering my current position but I eventually find it. Trikan is coompletely immobile in my hands, and although my grips has not lessened, I am sure he is calculating ways as to which he can escape my caging hold.
It is very diifficult to flip the key with my leg and make it land on my hands but I do and I am shocked when Trikan does not move an inch but watch me slide the keys into the chains and unlock it.
It releases my hands and releases him too. I immediately stand up, chain in hand as a weapon, moving back step by step. "Do no come near me Trik or I swear I will kill you and kill myself too" I warn. Okay I might not really do that, or rather I won't do that, but it won't hurt to make mouth a little, would it?
He sighs and runs his hands through his hair before hs icy green orbs finally meets mine again. "Leave" He says.
I blink. I dd not expect that.
He repeats it again, "I said leave Bells, if you can get out of here alive.. then you are free to leave." The tone in which he says it is enough to let me know thst there are worse things out there than staying here in this cold deserted cell. But do I care? No I do not, and so with defiance in my eyes, I give my brother one last longing look an sprint out of the dungeon. But there is still a problem, which ois; I still cannot feel my magic but still I have to gte out of here.
There are two gusrds outside the cell and their eyes widen on seeing me. Reeflexly, they immediately draw out their swords.
I stare at thm with a smirk. Even though they had kept me in a cell forthree days, they sure as hell would not know that before I was the ost fae princess, I was a wolf hunter and so two stupid untrained fae guards cannot stop me know, even wiyhout food in/me or my magic.
I scoff as they make a move to swing their swords. I grab both their hands with the swords and twist it backside earning a groan from them. Their swords drop with a loud thud and I grab both anf slam the hilt to their stomach, also kneeing them in their balls, temporarily maiming them. They fall, groaning in pain. I slide both swords into my sheath, which thankfully was not taken away from me and then I start to run, knowing fully well I have to leave this place in less than ten minutes, because if I am right, someone will soon find out I am trying to escape.
Ten...
Thankfully there is no other person slash people as I follow the ray of light that probably leads to the exit. This is kind of a cave, I notice, seeing the rocky walls. Only God knows where exactly this is, because all I see is a narrow path between the walls and nothing more. The ray of light becomes more pronounced and with a sigh I catch sight of an opened gate just about a few feet away. Perfect! Or is it?
Nine...
You know, it is actually funny when you really want easy, but then eventually seeing easy.. You start to doubt. This will definitely describe my situation right now because I am staring at the open door and thinking in my mind... This is too easy, just too easy.
I wait a few seconds before finally stepping into the light and out of the dungeon. The first thing I see is the bluish sea spread across the very much deserted island on which this dungeon sat.. No man in sight, no horses... Where the hell am I?
I glance around, seeing two narrow paths that leads into the woods opposite each other. I stretch my palms, muttering a cuss as my magic is still not back. How is this even possible?
One of this path probably leads out of the dark fae land - well, at least that's what my intuition tells me. But then my intuition does not prepare me for the dark shadow suddenly looming over me and the approaching foot thuds, certainly not steps. I will argue that those this belongs to a man, or even men.
Five... It takes them five minutes to know I have escaped.
I pique my ear, listening carefully for where the footsteps are coming from - my left.. And so I make a dash down to my right. I can swear the clouds over me are starting to darken the more, I tighten my hands on my sword as I run into the woods that has just come into clearing. I bite in a painful moan as a sharp twig cuts right at my leg just as others scratch at my body as the path is only a little clearing with twisted twigs and trees on both sides. I do not stop.
The crunching behind me is closer now, and I am thrown back into one of the nightmares I used to have before I met Alec. This should not be it. This better not be it. I bite my lips in pain as twig blades constantly cut as me. I can feel it now - the heat, the ferocious heat emmiting from my chaser. And the footsteps? They are closer now or rather, directly behind me. I hit a tree as I come to a stop. No point running now.
I drag out a long breath and then turn. Like I had imagined, it was not human or Fae? Or anything related to persons - No, I am staring at the same fiery red eyes from my dreams only that this time.. It has an owner, and according to history which I had spent time reading.. It was a Kragon.. An eight inches fire breathing female dragon that actually walks on it's hind legs.
I gulp .. I am doomed.