Day 6: Student, Study, Such, Suddenly, Sugar

 

“Who’s behind your father’s tragedy? Such a question to ask. You should ask: who will benefit?” the voice said, still without any emotion, but every word seemed to be a heavy stone dropping into the water.

 

“I know,” Sabrina said frantically, “After all this happened, this question kept bothering me, and it almost eats me alive. In my father’s speech, he was going to report an officer, who smuggles sugar to the neighbor kingdom. But that office is basically nobody and he certainly can’t afford a wizard.”

 

“Then who can afford? Think, think it harder.” The voice continued, with something mockery in it.

 

That question struck Sabrina like lightning. Suddenly a terrible thought came across her mind: nobody can afford a wizard except—the loyalty. Several month ago, his father saved Prince Richard, the second son of the king, from an accident and since then, Richard has become her father’s student to study Equestrianism.

 

Day 7 Summer, sun, Sunday, sunshine, supper

 

And what if it’s not an accident? An accident, if there is a royalty involved, always turned out to be an incident in the end. Sabrina fell into deep thoughts. Everything happened on that Sunday was conjured up from her memories. It was a sultry afternoon. The sun was burning like a fire, and the summer bash brought Prince Richard to River Side. All of sudden, a dog went crazy and sprang straight for the Prince. At this critical moment, Sabrina’s father, who was patrolling along the river, showed up. The dog was just about to sink his teeth into the prince’s fresh, Sabrina’s father knocked him down with his gun butts. Then the prince invited them both for supper to show his appreciations.

 

 

Day 8: supply, support, sure, sweep, sweet.

 

Until now, Sabrina still remembered everything happened during that supper, every single detail, as if it happened yesterday. Before it started, a most beautiful girl suddenly showed up. She swept onto the dinner hall and flung herself into Richard’s arms. “Oh, my poor brother, what a terrible ancient! I was scared, and I am so glad that you are all right.” Richard seemed to be pleased. He gave her a reassuring pat on the shoulder, “Come on, I’d like to introduce you to someone”, he brought her to Sabrina and her father, introduced her as Princess Anne, the king’s most favorite daughter. “This is Sabrina and Gale, the man who saved my life.” he supplied. The rest evening went pleasantly enough. Prince Anne was a sweet girl, unexpected approachable and affable. However, there seemed to be something missing. Sabrina was sure of it “Think, think it harder.” She closed her eyes, trying to retrieve the missing link. There is a man, accompanied with Anne, sort of a bodyguard—no, not a bodyguard, but who was that man? What did he look like? Sabrina felt a sudden explosive headache, so sharp and overwhelming that almost knock her down. She lost her balance, then a hand, strong and powerful, grabbed her arm from behind, supported her.

 

 

Day 9: Swim, take, tall, tap, talk

 

As soon as she found her feet again, he snatched his hands back, so swiftly as if what had happened was just her illusion. “SWIM” he murmured. He cast a glance at her puzzled look, then offered an explanation, “Switch-Memory, it’s a spell. It takes strong will to fight it. And you are not bad.” There were so many questions on her mind, but Sabrina dared not to ask, because that tall man in the darkness was so absorbed in his own thoughts. “Anne? Interesting” Tapping at the table with his finger, he said, but obviously he was not talking to anyone but himself.

 

 

Day 10: teach, teacher, team, tea, taxi

 

Then do you meet Anne afterwards?” suddenly he asked. “Only once,” Sabrina sorted out her thoughts, trying to offer more information and continued: “It was about two months ago. After my father taught Prince Richard horseback riding, His Highness decided to bring us to the Viscount Dean’s tea party. He said that he wanted more people to meet his teacher. When we arrived, Prince Anne was already there. And it is this encounter that brought my father into the cabinet.” Sabrina allowed herself a wry smile, “Viscount Dean recommended my father, you know.” “Dean and Anne, of course they team up on this.” He said in a deep and commanding tone, and before Sabrina had time to absorb what he had just said, he continued：“Now go home. I’ll tell you what to do next. Follow my order, and your father might have a chance to survive.” He snapped his finger and Cora, a flying taxi, came out of nowhere.

 

Day 11: Tear, Telephone, Television, Tell, Ten

 

Ten hours had already passed since Sabrina came home. Tired as she was, she couldn’t feel asleep. She was mastered by sheer surging of adrenaline, the tidal wave of emotions, worries, fears, and most of all, the old instincts that drive men to fight when they are cornered. She knew what situation she and her father were caught up into, but it wasn’t in her nature to go down without a fight. She tried to get her memories back, the part that had been compromised, but whenever her thought went along the direction towards that man, the splitting headache attached, almost tearing her apart. Suddenly the news broadcasted on the television caught her fully attention. Buck, the officer his father was going to tell on, was killed in a car accident. Coincidence? No, she didn’t believe in coincidence now. Almost at the same time, she heard a penetrating bell and the telephone rang.

To be continued...(写到现在，终于开始死人了....接下来会发生什么?我也不知道啊... )