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Waveborn - Chapter Twenty-Two
It had been two days since I had been discharged from the hospital, or the medical wing, as others  in the castle called it and a little over a week since the funeral. Delmare had stayed by my side occasionally being replaced by his mother so he could finish his work. Currently, I was in the library, indulging in the history of the kingdoms of the sea. A guard stood near the door, his eyes searching the entirety of the room awaiting any danger that might dare to enter this area. I flashed my pearly whites at him, hoping I could ease the stern look on his face but he didn't smile back, he reminded me of those guards from Britain with their big black hats that never seemed to move no matter what you did. At least, from what I had seen in movies.

Flipping through the book, the silence filled the room as I read, resting my cheek on my hand. Suddenly, I head the familiar sound of something scraping against the wall as I turned, realizing the sound was coming from the hidden passageway at the back of the library. Looking back at the guard, I watched as he walked cautiously towards the sound, motioning for me to stay where I was as my heart began to pound in my chest. Did the Syren creatures break into the castle again? Were they trying to come back to finish what they started? Why were they so intent on harming the royal members of this kingdom?

"Who's there?" The guard called, his hand on the hilt of his sword, "State your business."

Suddenly, the intruder stepped out of the shadows, their form shaking as if they feared for their life. "M-my name's Clara sir. I do not with to harm you."

I felt my body begin to relax as the guard let go of his sword as he waved the woman over as she sped out of the library, apologizing profusely as she left. My heart ached for her, knowing that the guard was probably intimidating, especially if he thought you weren't who you said you were. Turning back to my book, I tried to concentrate on the chapter I had been reading but I found my mind wondering to the night Delmare's father was killed. Remembering the sight of the Syren that looked almost exactly like Delmare but was a monster in disguise. I shuddered then, realizing that the same creature that had tried to go after me, another member of it's race had successfully poisoned me just a few days after.

With a sigh, I shut the book, rubbing my temple as I tried to ease the headache that began to spread across my forehead, before standing and grabbing the books off of the table to put them back where they belonged. With my headache pounding, I made my way to the door, watching as the guard followed me out of the door as he escorted me out into the hallway. Quietly, we walked together towards Delmare's room, our room. I had moved in a few days ago, much to Ondina and Consuela's  protest. They wouldn't be able to help me get dressed anymore. Apart of me was sad they wouldn't be able to do their original jobs but I felt normal being able to dress...