Might become a multipart series. IDK yet.


He walked deep into a forest, looking around. Where was he? What had happened? He couldn’t remember. But the further he walked, the thinner the trees got till he was eventually in a meadow. And the sun was shining brightly, dazzling the river water in rays of light. He went closer to the water, dipping his toes in the chill. He sighed softly. How long had it been since he was this relaxed? He couldn’t remember. He pushed the red hair out of his face as he walked back into the meadow. Then he stopped. There was a girl picking wildflowers. She looked to be about 15 years of age. Her skin was creamy and her hair was as red as a cardinal’s wing. Her eyes were purple, he knew from a distance they were. She was humming softly and smiling. She suddenly turned to him.
“Big brother!!”
She smiled brightly and he could only stare as she ran into his awaiting arms. The scent of roses filled his senses and he clung tightly to the girl, his arms wrapping tightly around her thin body. She hugged him fiercely and the two shared a quite moment.
“I missed you!”
Her voice was soft and smooth, a song to his heart, one he hadn’t heard in ages.
“I missed toi too, Calli.”
He let loose the tears that he had been holding back for years and she smiled, wiping them away.
“Blaine….don’t cry.”
“It’s been so long, Callista. Thousands of years. How are you..?”
“Alive? I’m not. Not really. I came to see you.”
He sighed.
“So toi aren’t alive….”
The sadness in his voice caused her smile to falter.
“No..but look at you! You’ve grown up; and are engaged!!! I can’t believe it! My big brother is engaged and it’s not to the nasty duchess!”
He smiled softly.
“You would lover her, Cal. She’s amazing.”
She touched his cheek and smiled.
“I know. She’s good for you.”
They shared a smile and he hugged her tightly.
“Please don’t go. Not again”
She hugged tighter and sighed.
“I have to, Blaine.”
“No don’t...not yet.”
“Blaine...”
Her voice faded and he tried to hold her tighter.
“No!”
“Blaine…..Blaine…..Blaine!”
He gasped and opened his eyes, sitting up. He panted as he looked around. He was back at the castle. He had been sleeping. Ana slept beside him, her body the weight of reality he needed. He wiped the tears and sweat off his face. He looked out the window at the moon and sighed. Just a dream. It was always just a dream. He got out of lit and paced before leaving the room entirely. Everything felt too small, too out of place. He needed to get some air. He needed to clear his head. He needed to forget these dreams ever happened. He needed to déplacer away from the death of his sister and be done. He paced outside, his head in his hands.
“Damn toi to hell, Kuran!”
He stopped and wiped the tears away from his eyes as he fell to his knees, mourning the loss of someone he had held so dear. Nothing had haunted him quite like her death, not even the loss of his parents. He took several deep breaths and tried to stop the tears. When he opened his eyes, he was gone again, this time surrounded in dark forest. No light shone through and he could barely make the outline of the trees out. A shadow stood before him and his cœur, coeur turned cold, his tears evaporating.
“What a pathetic king toi are. Crying over something toi can’t change. Why Father chose toi is a mystery to me.”
Blaine glared up at the form and stood.
“You’re one to talk.”
The two glared at each other for several minutes.
“You can’t stop me, brother. I will get her and I will become the most powerful king the world has ever seen. toi just wait!”
“Then you’ll be waiting forever cause I will stop you, Kuran!”
“Then give it your best shot, pathetic mess that toi are.”
And in the blink of an eye, he was back, the moon shining bright once more. He growled and walked back into the castle, finding the study and pulling a stack of livres from the shelves. He set to work on them, deciding now it was time to enable an act of war.