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sons to both participate as they choose to fight for their crown. Both have chosen their teams splendidly and have completed their very task today. Further proof that our family is blessed! This is not the end for The Oasis Games. For our boys will need to compete against one another to break this tie!" King Caspar's sharp gaze passes over me as he looks from one player to the next. So few of us left compared to the beginning of the Games.

My hand touches my chest, partially to hold in my still beating heart and partially because the world feels like it's swaying around me. I try to focus on my breathing. Inhaling, exhaling, but all I can think about is the fact that there are two princes not one. And the games... the games aren't over.

#1 TEAM MARCRUX:

Thomos - Male, Orc - DECEASED

Lachlan - Male, Elf

India - Female, Elf - DECEASED

Rafferty - Male, Dwarf - DECEASED

Costello - Male, Orc - DECEASED

Danisha – Female, Dryad - DECEASED

#2 TEAM RIVERIA:

Lux - Female, Elf - DECEASED

Alastar - Male, Darf - DECEASED

Amory - Female, Orc - DECEASED

Credence - Male, Elf - DECEASED

Rumi - Female, Orc - DECEASED

Bullie – Female Vampire

 

#3 TEAM ASHFORD:

Mavi – Male, Elf

Davison – Male, Human - DECEASED

Rake – Male, Saytr - DECEASED

Calik – Male, Vampire - DECEASED

Dakota – Male, Werewolf - DECEASED

Jefferson – Male, Elf

#4 TEAM WINDSOR:

Nilsa – Female, Human

Juilliard – Male, Elf

Marcello – Male, Elf

Finnegan - Male, Vampire

Sloane – Female, Vampire - DECEASED

Hedda - Female, Orc

#5 TEAM CUTTINGTON:

Bekke – Female, Elf - DECEASED

Isla – Female, Vampire - DECEASED

Orchid – Female, Vampire

Winona – Female, Dryad - DECEASED

Noor – Female, Werewolf - DECEASED

Washington – Male, Faun - DECEASED

 

 

 

 

"My sons, please come join me," King Caspar says, his voice reaches even the highest row in the room and it most certainly reaches me. The arena, filled with heavy anticipation, waits for the two princes to make their move, for them to finally reveal themselves to the world.

Jefferson moves first. My eyes immediately grow wide and I anticipate Marcello to move next. It's not him though, it's the Elf at my side that holds his head up proudly and follows Jefferson forward toward the announcer's platform that gleams in the light as it lowers to the gravel. Juilliard with his bloodied forehead brushes by me.

Air no longer exists. I'm drowning. I can't breathe. I can't think.

And when I think I'm about to fall faint and hopefully never wake up again, a warm body stands behind me. Hands wrap around my arms holding me up. A spark bounces off my sleeve and my nose is filled with the scent of licorice.

I want to shout. I want to demand answers.

Aligning with the prince, being on his team, it’s what I wanted after all, wasn't it? I’d gone about the Games trying to figure out and find the man, well I succeeded at that. I’d fucked one prince while simultaneously becoming practically friends with the other. So why does the confirmation of this information leave such a bitter taste in my mouth, why does it feel like I've been lied to? Betrayed? Why does it sting?

The crowd is finally cheering with the ferocity that is to be expected at the end of a long, grueling tournament. Everyone is cheering for the princes.

King Caspar finally smiles, and for once it feels genuine. "Let me introduce you to Jefferson Randrend and Juilliard Randrend. Princes of Pacifica. They shall pick a partner from the remaining challengers to assist them during the next round of challenges."

King Caspar hands the microphone to Juilliard who stands closest to him. Juilliard doesn't think before he speaks or it could be that he made his mind up a long time ago. "Marcello Torres."

Marcello nods behind me. Jefferson takes the microphone. A long slow smile tilts his lips and I know as his eyes meet mine that everything is about to go wrong. I can taste it in the air, feel it in the churning of my gut, and see it in his cruel features.

"Nilsa Windsor."

A look of surprise overtakes the king. Marcello's hands on my arms promptly fall away from my sides. A ringing sounds inside my ears, so loud it covers the surprise of the congregation.

“How delightful.” King Caspar dips his head, not sounded delighted in the least. “The guards will see you all to your rooms for healing while we prepare for the next events.”

All it takes is one short movement of his hand and guards sweep forward through the farthest doors. My feet move, but I’ve lost all sensation in my limbs. I find myself facing Marcello, staring into his gaze where at one point I thought I saw the future. All of this, seeing first hand who the prince, or rather princes, really are reminds me that so much of this game was a lie. How much of it was lies fed to me by Marcello himself?

I whisper. “You do not know what you’ve done by putting me on this team. You don’t know what he’s just done.”

“I know very well about the plans you have.” Marcello keeps his voice low. “I also know I can’t allow you to follow through with them.”

He takes half a step toward me. Light casts across his face and even when a fresh wave of hate swells inside of my chest, my breath is still lost to his striking beauty. The sharp cut of his jawline, the sweeping curls of his brown hair, his full parted lips, and his eyes… those star kissed eyes that look as though they were made from pure liquid silver, all of it,

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