Love Agreement With The King

The next day John and Roselyn visited Abigail and Victor's residence for practice. As they crossed the woods they met few inhabitants of Kratez who complained to John about the sudden lack of animals. They complained that the number of animals reduced and that their hunger was increasing day by that.

John tried to reassure them and told them he would try to inquire pretending to be shocked to hear such news.

But as soon as he remained alone with Roselyn his face finally exposed all his preoccupation, he forgot that if animals got poisoned it meant there was going to be less food for creatures. Less food would drive creatures to lose their control and would turn them into irascible animals.

John didn't need that too.

"I have to go to a village's farm and buy most of the animals and then bring the animals in the wood so that they could haunt them and they will think it was only a coincidence," John said as he gasped, then he shook his head when the idea suddenly sounded bad.

"They will understand the animals are not wild," John scoffed, slightly losing his patience.

"Why don't you tell them the truth? It would be worst if they discovered it on their own and found out you always knew but kept it from them." Roselyn suggested but John sighed, he seemed unable to make a decision.

As they kept crossing Kratez none of them spoke anymore, John was still perplexed and in his mind, he was considering if Roselyn may be right. 

But the concern some of John's enemies may side with the enemy was haunting him and keeping him from taking her suggestion.

They headed toward Victor's residence and John knocked on the door, his facial muscles were still tensed from the stress.

Abigail went to open the door expecting to see only John but when she saw also Roselyn she opened her eyes widened and embraced Rose with such an enthusiasm that Roselyn had to backward for Abigail's strength.

"Rose! What are you doing here!?" Abigail asked moved, Roselyn, giggled trying to breathe since her sister was squeezing her.

"John had the amazing idea to let us practice together," Roselyn replied, Abigail's eyes sparkled and her gaze traveled to John to smile at him widely.

"Thank you!" Abigail whispered to John and then invited them inside for a little chat before they could start practice.

Abigail looked very great from the last time Roselyn saw her, according to John's explanation the most challenging days were the first weeks of controlling their powers. Abigail was at the last days of the two weeks so she may have made progress and would finally fully control her powers and her instincts.

After few minutes of chatting John scolded them, "we didn't come here to chat. You can talk after practice."

Roselyn lifted her hands in sign of surrounder as she stood up from her chair, Abigail giggled gesturing Rose to follow her as she walked toward the door.

The real reason for John's scolding was that he didn't want them to practice in the afternoon or late and even the thought of making them practice outside was stressing him out.

Abigail and Roselyn stood in front of each other staring at each other as they both focused, none of them knew what the other was capable of and that was useful for their fight and to prepare them for any fighting in the future.

"First rule: you have to forget who you have in front of you, forget that the person you have in front of you is your sister, and fight her like you would fight your worst enemy. I want you to show your powers and practice but if you fight weakly concerned not to hurt the other this will only turn out as a waste of time." John said staring at the both of them who nodded slowly.

"Abigail close your eyes you will fight with your eyes closed so that you can only rely on your overdeveloped senses," John commanded and Abigail, although hesitant, closed her eyes.

"Roselyn I want you to imagine Sharon in front of you, or whoever made you angry. You both have to picture in front of you the person who hurt you the most and use your powers to release that anger." John continued, none of them replied. They probably weren't so sure to be able to do that, how could they detach themselves completely and forget the person they had in front of them was their sister?

"You can start when ready," John concluded after a brief pause.

Rosely, noticing Abigail wasn't going to attack decided to modulate an attack, making sure it wouldn't harm her. Roselyn closed her eyes and stretched her hand toward the ground, it began to creak slightly and shake.

Abigail narrowed her eyes as she heard Roselyn was going to attack and she could feel the creaks in the ground reaching her slowly, Abigail jumped right before the creaks would spread in her direction and as she fall down the ground she rolled over before the topsoil fully creaked and opened beneath her.

"Abigail your turn!" John screamed, Abigail, charged, and ran toward Roselyn, but before he reached her he slowed down and push her without using all her energy but still making Roselyn fell down the floor.

Abigail opened her eyes to check if her sister was right and when she understood she was alright she took a breath of relief and then closed her eyes again speeding back to her usual spot.

"Do you think you can fool me?" John raised his voice, Abigail opened her eyes and Roselyn got up fixing her dress.

John giggled nervously, "I had helped supernatural creatures to practice for so many years yet you think I can't understand when two people are faking their fighting? I know what you two can do so this is the last warning. If you don't fight properly now fully focusing and using your skills I won't help you practice together anymore." John said glowering at the two of them.

Abigail and Roselyn swallowed down in sync and then they nodded.

"I want to see real fighting. I want to see focusing all your energies. You both have supernatural powers that speed up your body's capabilities to heal so what are you waiting for?" John took few steps in the middle of them he gazed at both of them intensely like if he truly wanted to show them he meant the words he said.

"Are you ready now?" He asked raising his eyebrows and darting his gaze between them.