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Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Dragging her hands down her face before she rested it in her hands being careful of her cheek as she took the time to think of how to answer, a part of her wondered if he would believe her. Another part told her not to be so stupid, especially with how she had been wearing her heart on her sleeve. Why do I care if he eats? Mulling over the question in her mind, she knew there was a few answers to that question. The main one being she still cared for him, but he didn’t need to hear that. Nor did he want too she was certain of it.

“Because I don’t want you to die.” Whispering out her words as she didn’t look him in the eye, instead she focused on the grubby floor of her basement as if it was the most interesting thing, she had seen all morning. “It accomplishes nothing, it’s unnecessary bloodshed because he is blinded by the idea of gaining power.” Her father had started the rebellion for a good cause, it had been just and all about helping people. Lately it wasn’t starting to feel like that, and she had been stupid to agree with his plans in the first place.

The memories of hers were slowly piecing together and seeing it from a different angle opened her eyes to more. The ideals of the rebellion were slowly changing by her fathers’ hand and she had been a fool not to see it, not until now anyway. “Killing you won’t help these people. It will only guarantee their destruction and it’s my fault. I wanted to help them, not condemn them. No life should be above others.” Sighing as she felt a chill sweep the room, she rubbed her arms looking over at Cas, “You won’t die in three… well two days now. They will rescue you.”

Tucking a strand of her hair behind her cheek she grimaced, “And well… if they don’t I. I won’t let you die.”

Glancing back towards the window she didn’t know what she would do, how to get him out. Perhaps I should spend the whole of tomorrow planning something in case of an emergency. That is if they don’t find him in time. “Hope was just once, the rebellion. It was meant to be a good cause.” Sighing to herself as she couldn’t quite understand where it had started to go wrong in the rebellion. Was it the idea of power? Commanding people?

Getting caught up in her own thoughts as she slumped against the chair, her leg had started to hurt more than usual from the bear trap, but she ignored it. There was nothing they could do here. “Look around Cas, you’re not in some high-end prison, there isn’t armed guards ready to shoot you down. You’ve been locked in the basement of my home because they are desperate. They must be convinced that killing you will solve all their problems when it won’t. Desperate people are the most dangerous because they have nothing to lose.”

Looking up at the door that led into her home from the basement she listened out for any noises above, any sound of life but thankfully it seemed it was still empty. “Would you like some more water?” She had noted his glass was empty, that he had downed the water she had offered moments before and she only felt guilty that he had been put in this situation because of her.

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Did he say something? Iris could have sworn she heard him whisper something before she had entered the basement but shook her head thinking she was imagining it. She was tired after all, barely able to sleep normally because everything was stressing her out. The fact she had betrayed him to the fact she didn’t understand who she even was anymore, if this had been a plan she was raised for she certainly didn’t like it now.

“Don’t thank me.” Iris sighed as she pulled out a rag and a tiny bottle of clear liquid, “It’s up to you but you can use this to clean that head wound or drink it. Either works.” Placing the tattered rag and the small bottle of vodka beside the plate of bread she took a step back moving to another area of the cell, reaching up she used her fingers feeling around for something in particular. It took a few moments, but she had locked onto a piece of wood. Unhooking it she winced as a beam of bright light lit up the basement, her eyes taking a few minutes to adjust. It wasn’t much but enough so they could see in the room and it wasn’t in complete darkness. Plus, a part of her was sure the darkness had to be driving him insane, she knew it would her if she was in the same situation.

Rubbing her tired eyes as she moved over to the corner where a simple wooden chair was placed sitting down. Usually it was meant for someone to guard him, but Regis had been lax when it came to arranging guards for the Prince, plus he was too paranoid about anyone knowing his home location. I’m going to have to break him out, I can’t let them kill him. Hopefully the military rescue him, but this war. The people here need a voice. Getting lost in her thoughts as she crossed her legs whilst sat on the chair, should I even talk to him? No. He doesn’t want to listen to me anymore.

“Cas…” Looking up over at him opening her mouth to say something but instead she closed it looking away. “Never mind.” Rubbing the back of her head as she looked towards the tiny window of the basement that was now seeping in light. It had been covered by a piece of wood, Regis had wanted to disorient the Prince, make him confused at what time of day it was and how long he had been here. Unless we go now? Before my father returns… although if I open the cell, he will overpower me and make his escape. But… would that be better? There is no way he would trust me to help him back to the Capital.

“Just eat something today, I don’t know when I can get more food.” Glancing down at the slices of bread she had seen the cupboards, barely anything left in them. She had to ensure there was enough food for her father until they had some money to get more groceries in.

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Haha poor thing, I can't wait for him to see the other side of the Capital though!

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

The night had passed by quite uneventful; Regis had slept off the alcohol he had consumed whilst his daughter had not left her room yet. It was the morning and for once Regis was awake, his temper had simmered down but he had not forgotten the events of the night before. Sighing to himself as he wrote a note for his daughter leaving it in the kitchen, he would be gone for today as he had a lot to prepare. Usually he would drag her along however today he felt he should give her space, plus if he had marker her face from the hit last night everyone would talk and he was so close to achieving his ultimate goal.

Looking up the stairs towards her room he sighed before leaving the house, Ethan was waiting in the beaten-up car with his father waiting for him. Today they were making plans on how to kill the Prince, what time they would settle on as well as the means of killing him. Some had opted for poison; some wanted a hanging whereas others wanted something far more brutal. Getting into the car he took one last look at his house before they drove off in the car, a part of him still felt guilty but he shook the thoughts away.

Sighing to herself as she heard her father leave, she felt a bit of relief, she didn’t want to face him just yet. At first, she had wanted to tie her hair up but when looking at her reflection in the mirror she cringed seeing the discolouration on her cheek. Touching her cheek with fingers she gasped feeling a twinge of pain, she knew it had been quite the painful hit however she hadn’t expected it to bruise. Shaking her head, she ruffled her hair ensuring it could cover her face as she headed downstairs happy in knowing no one was around well except her and Cas.

She hadn’t taken much care in her appearance today, a simple old worn blue jumper with the same pair of jeans as yesterday. Nothing fancy, it never was but at least it was comfortable. Moving into the kitchen she saw the note on the kitchen side, frowning as she took it in her hands she looked at the writing recognising it was her fathers.

I’m sorry.

That’s it? I’m sorry? Crumpling the note in her hand she tossed it into the bin as she rummaged through the cupboards, even though she had gotten in trouble yesterday she was still going to provide Cas with food and water. I wonder how that wound is? Maybe I should take something down to stop it from getting infected. Grabbing some bread and some fresh water she placed that on the side as she looked for one of the smaller glass bottles, the one that usually contained vodka. Placing the small bottle of vodka in her pocket she reached for one of the rags, it wasn’t immaculate, but it was clean at least so it would be enough to help the wounds.

Keeping her face hidden with her hair as she headed into the basement with a couple of slices of bread and water, the other items in her pockets. Taking a deep breath, she moved inside, this time reaching inside the bar of the cell placing the cup of water and the bread. Placing them outside hadn’t gone so well the last few times so hopefully should anyone come down they couldn’t smash them or get rid of them.

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Oh yeah deffo! I can see him being more sceptical over things!

You okay if I move it to morning? Or did you want to do anything else before :3

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Bless Cas, he is going through a lot poor thing!

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Do I even care about her? How dare this monarch question my feelings. Of course, I care about her. This Prince knows nothing. Nothing. His mind was ticking away as he leaned over Cas dangerously calm, a part of him wanted to kill the Prince then and there, another part wanted to rough him up, but then would he think that he could get to him? No, I won’t give him the satisfaction.

Twirling the pocketknife in his fingers as he calculated his next move he watched as the Prince slump against the wall broken, perhaps he was winning? A triumphant smirk crossed his face at the idea he had broken the Prince already, this was his first visit to the Prince and already he was cowering in the corner of his cell. “Know your place here Prince, the others may not be able to hurt you, but I will.” Keeping his voice cold and calculated, the smell of alcohol becoming apparent in the small cell before he turned on his heel and exited the small space.

Not taking any chances he locked the cell looking at the Prince “Pathetic, look at you cowering away. Your father would not be seen like this illness or not. He is a monarch to be feared.” Clearing his throat, he stood tall and proud like a leader would, the anger had started to simmer down, and he didn’t feel like slaughtering the Prince in his cell. Not yet anyway. “Your father would not let his heart cloud his judgement, you haven’t had to make any tough decisions in your life, and it shows. What a weak Prince, a poor excuse for the heir of the country. Be thankful I’m ending your life.”

It seemed like Regis was done with his words, done with scaring the Prince as after his last words he left the basement letting the door slam shut behind him as if to remind him that he would still hurt him if needed. Rubbing his head as he felt a headache coming on he trudged his way through the kitchen noting the bowl of food on the side for him, a pang of guilt hit him at how he had treated his daughter because he knew it was not her fault although he had taken it out on her. Maybe I should apologise? No. I was not in the wrong, she could ruin all our plans. The kind heart of hers is what the people love here, just like her mother but it’s also a huge weakness.

Sighing heavily as he took the bowl of food and headed to his room, he would eat it and get some sleep. It had been quite a stressful day already and he had all these plans to arrange, he had to keep the location of the Prince top secret just in case anyone had broken into the rebels. If anyone found out the military would be on them within seconds so he had to keep his plans a secret, all they could know was that they would kill the Prince in the town square in three days. After taking a few bites of food he slumped down on the bed to rest for the night, no further thought of his daughter or the Prince in his home.

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Oh Cas haha

Regis is blinded by rage haha it won't end well xD

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

He is not always like this. I have to remind myself of that. He is still hurt about what happened. Iris bit her lip as she picked up the photo of her mother, it was a happy picture inside. It depicted a family, a younger her as a child and a beaming mother and father proudly standing behind her with hands on her shoulder. Touching the glass, she could feel a light coating of dust on the photo and sighed, her memories returning were more consistent and she knew her father had his moments. He was never this bad… something had to have happened. Is it the whole rebellion? I don’t know, maybe I have changed?

Touching her cheek, she winced as she felt the sting still there, she hadn’t expected to be struck. In fact, she didn’t think he had hit her before. Not that she could remember anyway. It’s my fault, he is mad I probably gave him food or something. Maybe the other guys annoyed him? He would have been with Henry and Ethan and it seems like they had to be talking about my fascination with the Prince and how close I got with him. That had to have angered him, since he is convinced it is their fault mother died.

“It’s none of your business how I treat her.” Regis growled as he moved close to the bars of the cell, eyes narrowed as a dangerous flicker of anger passed by. “Is she your property? I think not. Typical royal, claiming everything as if it’s theirs.” An old wrinkled hand took hold of the bar clenching it as if to steady his anger. He couldn’t hurt the Prince, killing him now would only ruin everything but he was willing to jeopardise it whilst he was not in the right frame of mind.

“I have led this rebellion for years, I’ve seen your weak pitiful army, couldn’t even stop a girl or a couple of rebels, could they?” Venom laced his voice as he spat at Caspain treating him like an unwanted animal in his home, which was relatively true to his case. As he took a step forward his foot brushed against the bowl of food and he stopped for a moment looking at it intently. What in the? Taking a moment to pick up the bowl of food in his hand he looked at it, there was nothing fancy about it, but it was his food. Their food for the house, which was hard to get a hold of, especially as he had not worked for weeks on end and with his daughter executing their plan, he had no income.

“What a waste, food on a dead man.” Although he seemed to be calmer than before it was the type that was scary, his anger had turned into a whole new level and although currently calm he knew he was close to snapping. “Seems like you’re a little cocky, nothing to be cocky about. You seem to forget your place here. Let me remind you.” Taking out a key from his pocket he unlocked the cell taking a step inside, the bowl of rice still in his hands. The other hand reached into his pocket pulling out a pocketknife and he pointed it towards Cas before throwing the bowl of rice at him. “Try anything and those three days will turn into one.”

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

They are all going to be so good :3