~Lucian~ While I tried to gain more access to her body, I realized her body rejected me, and was drawing to Damian even more, so I let go of her. My touch was so irrelevant that when I let go of her, she wasn’t aware. She had her eyes on Damian and him alone. While I watched them make love, it was like they spoke to each other with their eyes. I saw nothing but love in her eyes, in a way I had never seen before. Before making love to her wasn’t this passionate, and now, I don’t even feel the urge to do that anymore. Apart from all my observations, I’m yet to state the craziest. Watching them made me so horny. I was supposed to be mad at Cassie for looking at my brother with such eyes, and I should be mad at Damian for touching my wife in the most sacred parts, parts that are supposed to belong to me. But instead, I wanted to make love too, but not with Cassie, but someone else entirely. This time, Damian was already thumping her so hard and their moans filled my ears, automati
~Damian~ Waking up to see Cassie sleeping next to me was the best feeling ever. There was no need to hide my feelings for her anymore. Before Lucian found out about us, anytime we made love, Cassie had to leave before morning out of fear of being seen. But now, she was lying next to me. She looked so beautiful as she slept soundly. Her arms were wrapped around me tightly, like she feared that I was going to leave at any moment. While watching her with a smile adorning myself, I saw her slowly open her eyes. With our gazes locking, a wide genuine smile lit up my face, and she reciprocated it. “Good morning, sleeping beauty.” I uttered in a low tone, and she chuckled. “Good morning, handsome.” She muttered, letting go of me so she could have her morning stretch. “I believe you slept well.” I added, and she nodded, turning to look at me again. “Of course, I did. Though the night started off with a wrong move, I didn’t regret it.” She retorted, and I nodded, still keeping my smile
~Sara~ “We should check other places, like the library.” Damian said, after a while of standing on the tower. “Honestly, this place is just so soothing. I could stay here for the rest of my life. But then, I’d love to see the library.” I answered, and he chuckled, nodding his head. “Let’s go to the library then. You can come back here anytime you want.” He retorted. “It would have made more sense if I had a lover. The sight would be more beautiful. But I don’t, and I don’t want to keep thinking about him.” I added, and he nodded slowly. “That’s right.” He uttered sadly. “Let’s change the topic. Will I be able to find books related to politics and royalty in the library?” I asked. “Yes, of course. It’s a library. There’s a particular book titled ‘How to be a Successful King’. I think it’s Lucian’s favorite.” He answered, and I raised my eyebrows. “So he gets it from a book?” “Well, he’s naturally intelligent, so the book doesn’t do as much as you think it does.” He told me. “
~Cassandra~ While I headed to Zoe’s chamber, thinking of so many things I wanted to talk to her, I met Irene. Staring at her as we moved closer and closer, I raised my eyebrows as I realized it’s been quite sometime we both had a chat. “So you still live in this palace?” She asked teasingly as I stood right in front of her. I widened my arms and embraced her tightly. “It’s been a while.” I uttered, and she nodded. “Yes, it has been quite some time. But I understand. Your lover is back and you don’t give a damn about the rest of us.” She uttered as she moved away from me. “C’mon, Irene, please don’t say it like that. We just brought him back and since then, a lot has been happening. The arrival of another family relative of Lucian, and also the unstoppable change in Lucian’s character.” I retorted, shaking my head in disgust as I thought of it again. “King Lucian? What’s up with him again? Is he still bothering you and Damian? The Priest warned him already, right?” She asked, an
~Lucian~ Returning from the Empire, I felt so tired and all I wanted was to get a good night's sleep. I had missed so many meetings due to the recent drama in my life and the palace, and now, my Saturdays are going to pay for it. I’d have to spend the whole day going over what I had missed. Getting to the palace, it was late, and everything seemed pretty quiet, like everyone had gone to bed. I dismissed the guards that were with me as I walked up to my chamber. One of the maids saw me and called on the others, so that they could serve me my dinner. Opening my door and walking into my chamber, I switched on the light and to my greatest surprise, I saw Cassandra laying on my bed. “You’re late.” She uttered, and I furrowed my brows, walking closer to the bed. “What are you doing in my chamber?” I asked, looking around to see if anything was out of the ordinary. “I'm still your wife, Lucian. I have every right to be in your chamber, don’t I?” She asked, sitting up. Scoffing audibl
~Cassandra~“What… what are you talking about?” I stuttered, cleaning my eyes as I moved out of Lucian’s chamber to hear Robert say whatever he said one more time. “Priest Elsen was found in his room dead. His throat was slit open.” He further explained, and my eyes slowly widened in terror. “He was murdered,” I uttered in shock. I could hear my heart thumping against my chest. “Yes, he was. And no one in the temple knows how it happened.” Robert added. Lucian hurried into his chamber, and while we waited for him to step out, the door to Damian’s chamber opened. He looked at our direction with confusion as he approached us.“What is going on?” He asked. “Priest Elsen was murdered,” I uttered, still trying to apprehend how it happened. “What? How… How did it happen?” He asked, shifting his gaze to Robert. “No one knows how, but he was found in his room with his neck slit open,” Robert stated again. Lucian walked out of his chamber again, and this time, he had put on a shirt. “
~Damian~ In the morning, we gathered in front of the temple, where Priest Elsen was to be buried. Only a few people from the palace attended, because we felt such news shouldn’t be spread. Lucian, Cassie, Sara, Uncle Bernard and his wife, Robert, Zoe, Irene, the messengers from the temple and I were the only ones present. As the burial ceremony went on, I patted and consoled Sara, who couldn’t stop crying. I never thought she was the very emotional type. The ceremony ended in no time, and we all returned to the palace, walking in twos. Sara and I, Lucian and Cassandra, though they were not saying a word to each other, Robert and Zoe, Uncle Bernard and his wife. Only Irene had to walk alone. We all had things going on in our minds. “Are you okay?” I asked Sara, and she raised her head to look at me. She nodded slowly and lowered her head again. “I hate that I’m so emotional.” She mumbled, cleaning her tears off with the back of her hand. “Why would you hate it? It was a burial
~Sara~ “What are we going to do now? Lucian is going to start investigating.” Mother uttered in worry as she began to pace in front of us. “Can you stop doing that? I can’t think straight if you keep walking in front of me.” Father answered in frustration. “What is your plan? They cannot know you are behind this.” I uttered, and he shook his head. “It’s never going to happen. I’m going to make sure Lucian starts to suspect one of the messengers, and then, we are going to get eyes off our backs.” He answered. “And how do you plan on doing this? Are you going to frame one of them?” Mother asked, and he nodded. “All I need to hear is that Lucian is going to interrogate the messengers and it’s going to be done. We have come this far. We can’t afford to make any mistakes now.” He added, and we bobbed. “And you Sara, what have you been doing?” Mother asked, and I creased my brows. “What do you mean? I just saved us from the Priest revealing our secrets to the king.” I responded, fe