---- Chapter 178 I was tossing around on the floor of the tent, struggling to find some sleep.
Its been a week since I came here yet my nights are only filled with nightmares.
Tam taken back to thatbortary.
That bed.
On which I was tied.
Those dark grey looking down at me enjoying my vulnerability.
Those people murdering my child in cold blood.
T wake up drenched in sweat and my arms wrapped around my belly.
No ce feels safe anymore.
It''s like anyone cane in any second and try to kill my child.
Thave started sleeping with a knife under my pillow.
---- ee = My childs safety has preceeded everything else but I guess this is what motherhood is.
Protection.
Tonight was no different.
I woke up with the same nightmare.
Running my fingers through my hair I look at Tixie who was deep asleep beside me.
Covering her with theforter I sigh to get up.
Walking out of the tent I settle beside on of the lit bonfires and just stare at its mes.
Everytime I am alone.
I think of just one person.
Or rather his betrayal.
He told me they were going to just test my child, when all along he wanted to kill him or her.
How? How can he even think of killing his own child.
I trusted him.
I bloody trusted him.
I waited for him to change.
But I was a fool.
He would never change...
---- there is no going back from where he stood right now.
He will only drop deeper and deeper into this.
I cant even imagine how he would have reacted on finding I was no longer in the chambers.
The child he wanted to kill...
was alive: And the very man he hates...
his own brother...
Adrian is the one protecting us both.
This is so messed up! I don''t know how long I have before he finds us.
Thave to hide for the next three months at any cost.
T will give birth to this child.
And I don''t care if he or does''t have a father.
I will be enough: My thoughts are interrupted when I see a figure standing there between the tents.
He was taking few steps back and then few forward.
Confused I get up to edge closer when I realise its Adrian.
---- eee = What is he doing? A sword was held in his hands and he swings it with the speed of lightning.
I was in awe just staring.
He can''t see yet his moves are so wless.
Where did he learn to wield a sword like that? Soon he drops the sword and moves onto his next gear.
A wooden stick with a razor de all along its one side I settle down to ce my chin on my palm.
Excited to see what he is going to do with that.
Te starts with dragging it around him ina circle.
As if assessing the ground and distance.
And what follows next had my eyes to widen He starts rotating the long ten feet stick on his mere finger above his head and then he begins to cut the air and attack.
There was not a single inch of air left in the ten feet radius to him that he didn''t cut.
If perfection had a name.