Chapter 114: Live 2

Chapter 114: Live 2

She knew that only a few minutes had passed since she started running, yet to Rosalind, it felt like forever. A part of her wanted to stay. She wanted to help Huig fight Loren, but the other part of her knew that she would only be a burden if she did.

Her light was useless and she was about to exhaust her darkness. Luckily, the other mercenaries that Victoria had hired chose to leave when they saw her cursed dagger and Dorothy and Jeames had decided to leave in order to save themselves. The two of them were extremely selfish so there was no way that they were going to wait around while Victoria tried to deal with Rosalind.

Still, Rosalind knew that she could not waste her precious time.

Just as Huig instructed, Rosalind ran as fast as she could towards the cliff where a large tree without leaves was located. A tree that marked the end of the ruins that controlled her. She chose not to stop even though her knees were trembling and she was almost out of breath.

'I can't stay here,' she thought inwardly. Her heart was stuck in her throat, sweat beaded her back and face and still she ran. Then, just as she was about fifty feet away from the cliff, she felt a sudden rush in her chest. It was a clash of warm and cold, hatred and happiness, and of life and death.

She immediately found a tree and used it to support herself. Clutching her chest, she bit her lower lip. The initial rush of agony had now become a throbbing pain. She patted her chest and hoped it would be enough to calm down the pain.

It was futile.

"What is ugh!" unable to control herself, she fell on the ground, her knees weak and exhausted.

'Is this it?' She wondered.

There was a sudden flash of light and then

**BOOM!**

A loud crash of thunder reverberated around her. She could almost feel the ground shake.

There was another flash, followed by another loud boom then the sound of rain filled the air.

However, she did not have the time to care about any of this. She was patting her chest, trying her best to endure the pain that almost felt like someone was trying to break her ribs, one by one.

She could not understand.

What was happening?

This had never happened in her past life!

What was this pain? She shut her eyes as the pain from her chest started to move towards her shoulders and arms. Her chest was increasingly turning hotter and hotter until she felt something inside her crack like an egg.

Sadly, she felt her consciousness slip before she heard his answer.

Rosalind tried to fight the exhaustion, but her body had had enough. She was well aware that she was at her limits. One more attempt to use either of her Blessings would have killed her. A part of her actually wondered if this was the end or if there was still a chance that she would wake up.

However, another part of her could only feel relief. Perhaps it was Lucas' presence that caused it, she didn'tknow.

She fell into an endless abyss as suffocating silence filled her ears and darkness embraced her. She survived, she thought inwardly. Slowly, the pain in her chest vanished. Then she fell into a deep slumber.

....

Rosalind opened her eyes to what sounded like a horse neighing. She jolted up, her senses on high alert. After checking her surrounding she was able to conclude that she was currently inside a moving carriage a moving, luxurious, carriage.

She examined her body and found that she was no longer injured. How long had she slept this time?

After a while, the carriage stopped, its door opened and a man walked in.

"Your Grace?" she vaguely remembered smelling him before she lost consciousness. She also remembered calling his name. So, she was right after all.

"I'd prefer it if you called me Lucas," he smiled and made himself comfortable across from her. "Feeling better?"

"I" she felt lighter and better. "Yes. Thank you."

"Good, we are approaching the border any time now. The soldiers will probably ask for your identity. So what do you want me to call you?"

"Huh?" Rosalind blinked.

"I believe Rosie suits you well. What do you think?" he asked.

"Huh? What Rosie?" What was going on? Before she could ask more questions, the Duke handed her a circular mirror. Accepting it, she stared at her reflection. Her hands trembled, her eyes widened as she looked away from her image and back to Lucas. "This" How come she now had white blond hair?

Wasn't this the hair that everyone in the Lux Family had?

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