Chapter 47: Chapter 47

A Secret World of Magic Book 1: The ProdigyWords: 5870

IRIS

All I could do was stare at Avery.

When the portal closed, the people started to whisper. Softly at first, then louder and louder.

The whispering turned to talking, to shouting, until people tried to drown each other out—a raging wave of words and shouts rolling over the crowd.

And Avery…he just stood there. Looked over them.

“Starting today…” he began, his voice cutting through the chaos, silencing everyone, “Antaris will be safe. We will not tolerate mistakes in our defense. There will be no more betrayal. No stranger will ever set foot on these grounds again.”

The crowd froze. All eyes were fixed on him.

Not a word of opposition. No murmurs. Just unquestioning submission.

He was the King. His word was the law.

The only thing I could hear beside me were Ava’s sobs.

She had dared to leave her room after all this time—just to be here today, just to see her brother at his coronation.

And now what? Now she was ruined.

Whatever had been between her and Bael…she had accepted the bond.

But now she suffered twice as much.

“We’ll talk to him, Ava,” I whispered, so softly, as if I could take her pain away. But her expression said it all.

Despair. Helplessness.

“Why…” her voice broke. “Why would he do something like this?”

I didn’t have an answer. I couldn’t understand it myself.

What kind of madness did this represent?

Avery remained standing in front of his people for a moment, then turned away.

He retreated. As he always did.

It was too much. He’d been shutting himself away for days.

He had become a stranger.

I had understood that he needed time. I had accepted that he was keeping his thoughts from me. But that?

I couldn’t understand it.

“Avery!” I called out.

I ran after him through the high corridors of the palace. Ava stayed close by my side.

He flinched as I touched his hand. And I twitched back as the guards’ spears pointed at me.

The cold tips of the weapons were right in front of my face. My breath caught in my throat.

Had they just…threatened me?

Avery lifted a hand. The weapons were lowered.

His face was sad when he turned to me and saw me like this.

The guards aimed at me, the fear and disappointment in my eyes…It hit him hard.

But when he heard Ava’s words, he snapped back.

“What the hell are you doing?” she yelled.

Ava’s voice was a shriek, sharp as glass.

His eyes were on me. On the tears in my eyes.

On the disappointment. It struck him. I saw it—for a moment.

Then it vanished. He straightened up, his chin raised.

King Avery.

“Why did you do that?” asked Ava.

She stepped in front of me, like she needed to protect me. I only stared at her back.

And the tears were stinging. They just flowed. Unstoppable.

Is there something about me that he sees as a danger?

“I did what was necessary,” Avery answered.

His voice. It ripped at me. Tugging at my heart.

“What was necessary?! For whom, Avery?” Ava’s fist tightened.

“For Antaris,” he answered.

She stepped forward another step. “You’ve divided your own people. It’s madness!”

“You will address the king as ‘King Avery’,” one of the guards interjected.

Ava’s glow turned a dark purple as she turned to the man, and all I could do was grab her hand.

She turned slightly towards me, her gaze fixed on my face. I was sure she saw it, the disappointment in my eyes, the sorrow in my tears.

“Don’t you see…what you’re doing?” she whispered to her brother.

My eyes locked on Avery’s, and he gulped as he looked at me.

“Bring them back,” Ava demanded.

“No,” he replied coldly.

No hesitation. No room for discussion.

Ava must have seen this too. She turned away from him without another word and left the room.

I could not look away from him. Even when he ordered the guards to leave us alone, my gaze remained fixed on him.

He dropped into the chair behind the table where his father used to sit.

His face was gloomy, dark circles under his eyes indicating his lack of sleep.

I watched him as he took the crown off his head and put it on the table in front of him.

His eyes were glued to it, and I didn’t know what he was thinking or feeling…He wouldn’t let me near him.

I felt for the bond between us, trying to call him in my mind. But there was nothing there…just silence.

“Why?” I gasped out.

His eyes immediately lifted toward me when he heard me.

He seemed to think for a moment before he exhaled loudly.

“I can’t trust anyone…Silak betrayed Father. He knows all of Antaris’ weaknesses. I can’t risk it, Iris. There’s too much at stake,” Avery said.

“But…these people were part of Antaris too,” I whispered, tears dripping from my chin as I stood in front of him.

He gulped again, leaning back in his chair.

I could see in his gaze that my look hurt him, and yet he wouldn’t let me touch him.

He was keeping this wall between us.

“I can’t risk any of them betraying us. What if one of them is connected to Silak?” he answered.

~Is he doing this because he’s afraid? Is that the reason?~

I felt so useless. I didn’t even know what was going on in his mind.

“What if they don’t have anything to do with Silak…What if you’ve banished innocent people?” I dared to ask.

His gaze slipped to the crown.

I could sense for a split second that he was doubting his own decisions.

“What if you sent them all to their deaths…Where were they banished to anyway?” I asked.

My words reached out to him. I could feel him…His heart was full of sorrow, so much grief and pain.

It was devastating.

I could feel his concern for me, the love he still felt for me…And I drew in my breath. After all these days he allowed it.

But he quickly pulled up his walls again.

Banished me from his thoughts and feelings once more.

Avery’s gaze was glued to the crown as he said to me, “I have no other choice.”