"Are you okay, Kyera?" Clovis asked, wrapping an arm around his pale wife. It was then Kyera's mind and senses withdrew from that scene. She could feel his touch, hear the drumbeats, and smell the meat's fragrance in the air. It was almost a bad dream, but she felt tired. A weight perched on her chest as she tried to breath deeply and shake it off. She had to be too tired. There was no other explanation… or at least none she would accept. She let her body sag against him and Kendrick frowned. He could see the look in her eyes and knew what the answer was. However, he could not ask her here.
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"Here, let me take Kyera out for some air. You and Talis wait for Raina. I can take care of my sister." He assured the worried husband before taking Kyera from him. Clovis was unsure, but Raina needed him and if anyone could take care of Kyera it was her brother the other 'K'.
"I am fine… just dizzy from the baby." Kyera replied her hand coming to rest on the child. As if complying with its mothers subtle hint it kicked against her hand. She smiled weakly at the child.
"Are you sure?" Clovis asked and Kyera nodded as Kendrick guided her toward the doorway. Her lies were painfully see through at the moment and she couldn't do much better. It was best to just get her out. She smiled at him and let her brother lead her to the back of the stage.
In the back, behind the stage, Kendrick set Kyera down on a crate. There was no one back here, since all the performances were on the other side and prep work was done backstage. This area was designed to be storage, neat and out of the way. It overlooked the low quarter that was now bustling with life. Many shifters had taken up residence there since their Princess became a princess of this land.
"Kyera, what did you see? I watched the magic pulse and I know that look. Father gets the same dazed expression when he looks into the Orbs of Fate." Kendrick explained as he knelt down in front of her, her eyes trying to find something deeper in her. His concern was growing, that blackness within was easier to see now, still chained but soon… it wouldn't be. He had no idea what affect that would have. What were her powers truly? She could already rewrite death… what else could there be for a demigoddess?
"Yes, and? Kyera, tell me." Kendrick tried to ask soothingly. He wanted so badly to wrap his arms around her and sooth the fear away but he needed to know. He couldn't stop what he didn't know was coming.
"I can't … it was just a bad dream. A nightmare." Kyera tried to struggle against the emotions inside her. Desperately pushing that image away. Kendrick sighed deeply.
"A nightmare wide awake?" Kendrick tried to gently break it to her.
"Yes, a waking nightmare nothing more." She replied but even to her own ears it sounded weak, feeble. Kendrick took her hands and she looked away trying not to meet those eyes that bore into her soul.
"You are awake, Kyera. You have been sleeping for years, since the day you were born, but your powers are waking up. What you truly are is waking up. You can't hide from what you saw or it will happen. Even what your most afraid of, it will happen." Kendrick tried to explain, half expecting Kyera to lash out at him. Instead both her arms wrapped around his neck and she broke into tears. The words she whispered into his ear made his blood run cold.