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Chapter 6: The Arrival
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A Daughter’s Revenge Chapter 7: First Course
The bell rang in the kitchen signifying course one was to be served. Consommé. It was a simple dish if you only judged by ingredients. Meat. Bones. Mirepoix. Herbs from the garden. Peppercorns. Stock. Egg Whites. It was extravagant in its proportions and wastefulness. Numerous egg whites, pounds of meat and bones, plus all the bones and meat used to make the original stock, vegetables and herbs; all to end up with a perfectly crystal clear broth. After adding all these things you then meticulously strain the broth. Discarding all the meat, vegetables, eggs, and herbs. This discard will make a mighty meal for Dmitry and I tonight. We are lucky. Not many slaves or omegas from the pack get to eat such fresh meat. There is a definite divide between the nobles and omegas. Omegas would never dream of making consommé. It’s so time consuming and wasteful, which is what makes it a food emblematic of wealth and privilege. I push these thoughts from my mind. Instead, I take my tasting sp
A Daughter’s Revenge Chapter 8: Second Course
Salmon didn’t swim this far south. The fish had to be sourced from the cold rivers in the Cresent Moon Pack territory. The fish come in from the sea to lay their eggs each year. This of course makes them an expensive luxury. That makes it an excellent choice for a royal dinner. Each pack sourced and produced goods. A large percentage are paid to the crown as tax. It is by the grace of his majesty that we occupy our pack lands. Somehow, even though our ancestors have worked this land for centuries, the Crown owns all the land and minerals of the realm. We should feel lucky that the crown shares our harvest with us— even though it is our labor that creates the food. What we have remaining we can trade and barter with other packs in the realm. I wonder how many bushels of grain this meal cost. How many families of this realm have less so that the royal family can eat fish in a territory that does not naturally have it?The crown was currently worn by King Amon. Prince Joaquim has been n
A Daughter’s Revenge Chapter 9: Dinner
*ding* Roasted artichoke.*ding* Venison with roasted root vegetables. *ding* Wild mushrooms with herbs. *ding* Champagne sorbet. *ding* Bacon wrapped quail. *ding* Cheese course. *ding* Chocolate mousse with seasonal berries. I tried to stay focused on dinner service. The scene at dinner earlier kept replaying in my mind. “You’re too kind, your highness. It must be the glow of an expectant mother that you are detecting. Osiris has blessed me with another pup.”Pregnant. Again. She always wanted a daughter? It killed me to watch her dote on Horus. Her golden child. He was only a year younger than Dmitry. Yet, Dmitry had never experienced any love from our mother. Perhaps those first few weeks after his birth she doted on him. If Osiris were to die too would she be able to abandon Horus as abruptly? Would Horus carry on raising his sibling while mother sought out a new alpha? Would she be too old by then to even lure one in? This was just a useless spiral. There was no reason t
A Daughter’s Revenge Chapter 10: An Encounter
It was late. I finished getting my breads together for the morning and my working day was finally done. I stepped outside into the crisp night air. A small breeze caressing my skin cooling me off from working in the kitchen. I had already changed to my kitchen dress. Simple and lightweight. Big pockets. A muddy brown color that never shows the splatters and spills from the kitchen. When I had moments like this alone, I found myself drifting towards my garden. I didn’t get to keep much after my father died. I had to move out of my rooms. I lost my freedom. My mother. I got to keep my garden though. It was small and tucked out of the way, bordered by the tree line and the fence line. It was my quiet place. The stars shone brightly as I walked towards my garden. There was a small bench under a weeping willow tucked away in there. It was where I would often sit and talk to my father. I felt the closest to him inside that garden. I slowly walked along the pathway. Brushing my fingerti
A Daughter’s Revenge Chapter 11: Him
I could feel his presence. So domineering, almost suffocating. While I felt confident I could stay hidden, it was only a matter of time before he discovered my hiding space. Making a run for it didn’t seem a viable option. Besides, this is my garden. I have very few things that are mine, but this is one of them. How dare he intrude on my space.“ I have no desire to kill you, sir. Although perhaps I should since you are trespassing in a space that does not belong to you.” My hand slammed over my mouth in an attempt to stop any other words from carelessly falling out. After the words tumbled from my mouth, I was surprised I had the audacity to say them. I was strong and powerful, but I doubt I would prevail in a one on one fight with this stranger. I said what I said, though. At this point, I had to stand my ground and suppress my fear. Luckily this boldness came while I still remained hidden in the bushes. “Show yourself!” His tone flat and emotionless yet menacing nonetheless. He
A Daughter’s Revenge Chapter 12: Dangerous Woman
“I will belong to no one, unless I choose it.” I saw amusement sparkle in his eyes. As quick as it came, it was gone. Replaced with a cold stare.“No one can escape their destiny.”He stepped away from me. His hand leaving my throat. “You should leave.” He commanded. “Did you forget this is my garden? Shouldn’t you be the one to leave?”In a flash he was upon me, his hand around my neck. “Do not test me, girl.” He growled. The roughness of his voice coupled with his hand on my throat had me wanting to make nothing but reckless decisions. “Why? Will you punish me if I do?” I said wantonly. I blushed at my boldness. Never before had I been so bold, especially to a strong male wolf. The shock of my boldness hit instantly, when I realized I was little riding hood in this scenario, not the big bad wolf. My lip trembled as the realization hit that I was playing outside of my league. “Punish you.” He said both words slowly and deliberately. His voice a deep rumble that reverberated ar
A Daughter’s Revenge Chapter 13: The Stranger
My body was heavy with exhaustion the next morning. The first hint of light was on the horizon and I was preparing the breads for breakfast. Bagels, danish, and croissants all had to be shaped and baked. As I portioned and formed the bagels I let my mind drift back to the night before. I am determined to identify last night's stranger. His aura seemed too strong to be a slave. He was likely a warrior assigned to the royal guard. He had to have already had his moon ceremony. His wolf was magnificent. The Kingdom of the Moon pack membership is by mating or invitation only. The royal pack is run on a very literal interpretation of rules of class and hierarchy, as is outlined in the sacred texts. No tradition is too antiquated to be enforced within this pack. Other packs comply with the rigid rules and strict interpretations when in the presence of the royal family and clergy. Once left to their own controls, the Alpha of the pack determines local customs and interpretations, but unde
A Daughter’s Revenge Chapter 14: His Scent
The estate was bustling. The soft sounds of people conversing and working in the distance disrupted my walk to the chicken coops. Usually, the estate is tranquil. The only sounds are insects, livestock, and birds. This time of year, I listen to the long whistle mating calls of the quail. I walk on a cut path through the field to the coop and on occasion will startle a pair of quail from the grasses and delight in watching the way they waddle run to the next hiding spot. I hear the starlings chirps and whistles. Their feathers a stunningly black iridescent speckled with rainbow hued white and brown. During the heat of the summer their beaks are a stark yellow, long with a sharp point. When I have a moment to steal away, I love laying in the fields watching the large flocks of starlings make shapes in the sky. If I was lucky I would see the beautiful red bird. Legends say that the red bird is a messenger from the spirit world. To cross paths with one is a sign that lost loved o
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