A Crown Doesn't Make You Special, The Color Purple Doesn't Make You God
Siren crouches beside her. "No... Ali, hold still," she says, drawing on what little power she could get during the day to heal her.
Ali whimpered and sat up slowly. VERY slowly "Siren stop. You'll hurt yourself."
Sirenia shakes her head. "No, Ali. You're hurt and you need help. I'll be okay."
Akalia sighed, augmenting her other half's efforts with her own power
Siren sighs, her attention focused entirely on Ali. For the moment she was completely unaware of her surroundings.
Niko grabbed Siren and dragged her away from Ali. Akalia screamed, scrambling towards her sister "SIREN!"
Siren shakes her head. "Ali, run!"
Ali shook her head "Not without you!"
"Ali, . please!" Siren begs, straining against Niko. "I'll be fine."
She shook her head, not even flinching as a guard caught her
Siren growls, struggling harder against Niko. "Let go, god dam.n it!"
He shook his head, dragging her into the throne room. * Ali hung loose in the guard's grips, her eyes defeated
Siren sighs, glaring at him from the corner of her eye. "I fuc.king hate you..."
He flinched a bit, deep guilt in his Mister matched eyes. The guards locked the door and guarded it, literally throwing Akalia across the room. She screamed and hit the ground hard on her stomach.
Siren pulls away from Niko, rushing to Ali. "We'll get out of here... I swear, Ali, we will..."
She nodded, shaking. Ali couldn't breathe yet after having the wind so violently knocked out of her. She crawled on her knees to her sister and curled into her side
Siren strokes her hair, sighing. "You alright?"
She nodded, gasping for air as it returned to her. Akalia looked up at the king, her winter morning pale blue eyes accusing
Siren bites her lip, letting her hand fall to her side. "I already said that we aren't performing the spell for you," she grumbles.
Akalia nodded, hair bouncing