i rush up to my room and into the lavatory,washing my face then changing into a pair of new clothes.i wore a white polo and a pair of trousers.i faced the mirror,reminiscing what happened last night, the way our hands touched,the way he reacted.he seemed like its fine with him,i feel like he didn't feel the same shiver crawling up to his back.a slight knock waked my senses,Liam peeked through the door and said "ready" i smiled and walked away from the room.the dining table looked the same,colorful as always but it was dull,boring,you can sense depression on the whole place.then there was the elder,patiently sitting on a chair with two boys,one of them have blonde hair and brown hair by his side and the other one with curly hair.both of them quite tall and fit."oh you're here" the elder greeted.making the two boys turn around.i was stunned by their beauty,both of them are good looking,the blonde one had light blue eyes,flawless face and quirky stunnung smile,his body in perfect shape,he smiled at me as soon as he saw me then the curly haired one,good looking as the blonde one yet more appealing,his orbs colored with emerald green,cheeky grin and fine jawline and cheek bones.my heart started to pound as we approach them "this is Niall and Harry.they're from the narcisian tribe" both of them glanced at us and smiled "this is Louis Liam and Emily,they're the guide the archer and the last warrior" i stretched my hand to handshake the both of them "now Niall is the prince while Harry is the swordsman" Harry looked to me and said "condolence to your father from me and my brother" i nodded and smiled.i turned to Niall who was distracted "its nice to meet the both of you" Niall turned to me and smiled "im Niall.as my brother said condolence" i smiled.

The lunch went well,everything was about the 'prophecy'.i like Emily.i fancy her the first time i saw her enter the room,that band of dark deep brown hair,the way her blue eyes shines against the light.i couldn't believe my eyes that the Last Warrior,the one said to be the strongest amongst us would be stunningly gorgeous.i watched her eat,my eyes feasting on her flawless face and finely drawn jaw.i couldn't help but notice the way the rest of the boys look at her,i caught Louis starring at her as she passed the bowl of turkey to me.i could also feel Liam starring at me, then the way my brother smiled at her as soon as he saw her.Niall had a signature smile when she likes a girl.guess i have a lot of competition

"aim..and..FIRE!" the loud sound of arrows hitting practices boards fill my ear.it was another day of non stop training."Zayn..aim and focus" the trainer told me.i took a deep breath,beads of sweat rolling down my forehead.i aimed and miss "okay break" my trainer shouted.i threw the bow aside,kicking the sand "what the hell is bugging you Zayn" he asked.he bent down,picking the bow up "i dont know" i lay down the sand and closed my eyes.i remembered her.the way her eyes sparkle under the summer sun,the way she smiled then the way she cried,the way she struggled,the way her eyes looked like everything was collapsing infront of her