Phantom Bonds ~ Unfortunate addiction
๐๐ญ.๐ ๐จ๐ ๐๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐๐ข๐ค๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ฌ โโหเผบ๐ฆนโ๐ฆนเผป หโโ Silence surrounded me, as if this place existed outside of time itself. No sound at all except for my own heartbeat, pounding in my ears. A single step onto that path could mean death. I stood still at the threshold, my hands gripping the rough, weathered stone of the open doors. I didn't step forward. And then; A whisper. Low. Soft. Almost- ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ช๐ฏ๐จ. "เคชเฅเคฐเคฟเคฏเคพ เคตเคฟเคเฅเคฐเคฎเฅเคถเฅเคตเคฐเฅ... เคตเฅ เคเคช เคนเคฎเคพเคฐเฅ เคธเคพเคฅ เคเคเคเฅ เคจเคพ? เคฎเฅเคฐเฅ เคธเคฎเคฟเคเฅเคทเคพ |" ("Beloved Vikrameshwari [Vikram's Queen/ Vikram's Goddess].... won't you come with me? My Samiksha.") The voice slid through the air, curling around my name with an unsettling familiarity. It was neither a demand nor a question. It simply... was. My heart pounded. My breath caught. Who was it? I turned my head sharply to the right. No one. Swallowing, I turned to the left; And there he stood. A figure, towering at least a feet above me. Gazing at me with those unreadable-Amber eyes. I gasped. And then I woke up. Gasping. Soaked in sweat. As if I had truly been there; lived it, breathed it, barely survived it. "Samiksha...", A voice - real - behind me. I turned. Vikram Rao Nandan. My alliance husband. Sat there... eyes the same amber, but this time they burned like the ones in my dream. Before I could speak, he did. And his voice was different. Final. Like a verdict. "You and I are always meant to be, my priye. Even if I have to hunt you down from the ends of the world... even from the depths of darkness itself. We belong together. ๐๐ข๐ค๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ๐ก๐- ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ."