Familiar unfamiliar

"Come come now, wolfie!~" I furrow my brows at her call.

Well, there's nothing that can harm me when I'm in the right mind, so I'll keep calm and act according to the situation as it suffices. I slowly flow out of the shadows and show myself to the assaulter under the light.

Her face is as covered as allowed. Black muslin cloth all over her face and dark sand goggles to cover her eyes.

I manage to see through the goggles of hers.

And my eyes widen.

She is a WITCH.

Her emerald eyes glow in resentment and she snarls angrily.

That's when I notice the dark aura around her. She's levitating in the air, just like me, the ends of her arms glowing green and ready to cast spells against me.

But I'm no fool.

"Argh!" she exclaims as she gathers her energy and throws a vicious attack on me. I dodge it without much effort from my side, making her resent me more than she already does.

"DIE!" she yells again, seeming childish in a way. Her attacks prove of no use against me as I keep dodging the emerald balls of fire, and also make sure the people in here are safe from the attacks or the building debris.

"Let's play a fair game, elemental!" The wolf-witch series herself in front of me, her breath becoming ragged by the energy she's been channeling through herself.

I click my fingers and the next thing that happens is the witch withering and screaming in agony, sprawled on the floor.

"I- I said to p-play fair..." she utters whilst groaning, clutching her red throat which oozes green blood.

"I've played fair enough, according to the people you've hurt."

"You will be answerable to the King himself, witch." I add on, clutching my fingers together which makes the witch completely unconscious on the ground.

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"Your majesty." I directly rush inside the throne room, finding the King talking too excitedly to a bunch of old council men. I can't call him 'father' right away in public, considering how the world still doesn't know that I'm their beloved Princess's acclaimed mate.

"Your majesty, I need your consent upon this."

"Upon what?"

And then I lift my hand to place it on his shoulder.

His eyes widen disbelievingly, his jaw hanging down. I've just channeled my thoughts to him by physical contact, something I've mastered through years and years of practice. It was a pretty hard thing to do, telekinesis. I didn't know I had that odd power in me apart from the four elements.

He almost drops his glass when I show him from my memory of capturing the wolf-witch and trapping her in the dungeon below.

"Take me there." I instantly nod at his command, bowing at the eager looking, confused council men.

"Gentlemen, I will be right back."

The king says and a bunch of eight guards follow him and me down to the dungeon.

"Father, it's going to be safe."

"I trust you, my son."

And I proceed to walk further below to where I've trapped the killer, alone with the King.

The metal jewelry on the King clink and clank through the eerie silence. But the silence has now disappeared as we go further down.

Howls of agony from the she-wolf was heard until up here. I try to look into her mind and find myself to be taking a step back.

She's being controlled...

"Father...it's going to be alright." I notice the slight shiver in his hands and say the reassuring words to him.

It's not normal for a wolf to ever meet a witch, leave alone meeting a wolf-killer with no absolute prison security by your side. The situations are very much unpredictable, and him being nervous is quite normal. He wasn't an elemental like me. He was just an old man who had a good heart and had people believe in him so much that they would sacrifice themselves for him.

Because they do know he's going to do the same for his people, if the situation demanded.

The sounds were getting amplified as we finally reached the lowest cage in the dungeon, several meters below the ground.

The shrill voice of the woman's agonized screams were ear-piercing, but I muffle them by my powers and walk alongside the King who seems to be quite nervous and anxious.

"Father. She's the one."

His jaw drops to the floor, again.

But this time it didn't look good at all.

"Y-you...!"