ARTHUR As Arthur went farther away from Mila, his feeling of surety of Mila being his true mate was getting a little diminished. He could sense Mila still, it was as if she on the tip of tongue, like she was on the verge of his skin, but he could not fixate on her, i.e., he could not tell where she was. When in close proximity, he could always tell in which part of the palace Mila was, but he could not anymore. Earlier, all he needed to do was inhale deeply, and like there was a compass in his heart that always pointed towards Mila, Arthur knew where she was. This had strengthened since the night they had spent together in those chambers – the night that Mila had erased from his memory. Did they really mate and the bond of mates didn’t establish? Is it why Mila erased his memories? What had happened that night that forced Mila to take this step? All through the way, and it was a long way, Arthur thought about this… he loved Mila so much, and he was sure Mila too loved him. But… W
ARTHUR As Arthur got dressed after a long bath, he realized the time. There was something about the baths drawn by Rah that Arthur always lost track of time! “Oh no!” Arthur exclaimed as he hurried out. Arthur and Mila had decided that Mila would open a portal in her hut at 3PM each day to talk to each other, and it was already 2:50PM. Arthur ran to her hut, raising suspicions around. Well, who won’t be suspicious if their prince disappeared for around a week, and is suddenly seen running around the palace in a panicked mode. “I am here… I am here…” Arthur shouted as he ran inside the hut, panting. Arthur feared that he had missed her, but she was there, her face breaking in an incredible smile. “You are here,” Mila smiled even more broadly. “I thought I missed you again!” “Oh, I miss you, you know,” Arthur smiled as he slumped on her bed and stared at her beautiful face. It was as if she was sitting just a few feet away from her, even though she was miles and miles away. “I
ARTHUR Ideally Arthur should have left, but somehow he could not. There was a charm in this room, a mystical energy that resonated with Mila. Arthur was lying down on Mila’s bed when he heard commotion outside. It was as if a lot of people were surrounding the place. Arthur jumped out of bed and looked around. Things from the Keats clan palace were scattered around. Arthur hurried and cleaned up the place, dumping everything under Mila’s bed and hiding it with a ragged bedcover. He was putting away broken sword when the door opened and his father entered. “So the rumors are true,” his father asked. He had a mischievous grin on his face as he scanned Arthur’s face. “Why does it look like I found you doing something naughty?” his father laughed. “Err, hello father,” Arthur bowed lightly. “What happened to this sword?” his father asked curiously. He had moved forward to hug Arthur but took the broken blade instead. “I don’t know, I found it this way,” Arthur shrugged. “It is not
ARTHUR “What?” his father just stared at him, dumbfounded. “I want to marry Mila,” Arthur repeated. “I do not understand,” his father was utterly confused. “I love her,” Arthur added. “Have you seen her face?” his father asked curiously. “I have, and she is incredibly beautiful,” Arthur smiled at the memory of her delicate features. “You are charmed?” his father deduced. “Maybe there is merit to Chloe’s words.” “Mila has not enchanted me,” Arthur sighed. “You would not know if you were enchanted,” his father added thoughtfully. “I think she is my true mate,” Arthur repeated. “She is a weapon, she is very powerful, who knows what powers she is hiding,” his father muttered to himself. “She is powerful, yes, but she is not using her powers on me,” Arthur clarified. “How do you know?” his father demanded. “And what is the hurry? If she is your mate, then mate with her. Find out if she really is your mate first.” “She is upset that I am linked to Chloe. She would not, well, s
ARTHUR Arthur decided to avoid Mila at the midnight like they had planned to. He knew Mila would have had practiced all day to make the portal bigger, but Arthur would not go, he just could not go. He needed time to think, he needed time to put his thoughts together. How can he know if she was his mate, without mating with her. How was it even possible? Maybe if he had someone with in whom he could confide. A friend, perhaps. But he didn’t have any such friends. To grow up as a royalty had its perks, but it also had its side-effects. And one of the biggest side effect was that Arthur had no friend. He had a lot of servants and he knew a lot of sycophants who were there to use him and abuse any word that he may utter carelessly, but not any friends. Rah was the closest friend he had in the kingdom, but he was human. As Arthur lay in his chambers wondering, he thought of Mila. Ho
ARTHUR “Why do you think Mila is not your mate, sire?” Rah asked boldly the moment he closed doors of the Arthur’s chambers for privacy.Arthur was taken aback by this statement.“I am sorry for if my question offended you, sire,” Rah added hastily.Arthur was not offended, instead he was just shocked. Was it so obvious?“Is it that obvious?” Arthur asked curiously.“What is obvious?” Rah was confused.“That it is Mila?” Arthur asked seriously.“You declared Chloe your mate long ago. Why would you ask for her? Even if she is not your mate, it doesn’t matter, isn’t it?” Rah wondered.“Still!” Arthur grumbled.“I know for sure you are not reading this,” Rah picked up a book titled ‘Mates – the telltale signs’ and showed
ARTHUR Arthur ran out of his room, out of the palace, out through the walls, and dashed straight towards Mila’s hut. This time, owing to the lateness of the hour, not many people were around. But those who saw him, stared after him in shock. Arthur was not worried that she had left. He could still sense her. But he feared she may go. She may think that he decided to bail on her. In the afternoon, he had planned not to face her, but he knew now. Arthur was sure about what she was to him. And he was dying to tell her that. “I am here,” Arthur shouted as he barged into the room. And there she was. A vision to cherish. She was wearing a grass green gown, made of silk. It was tube-sleeved and hugged her body so cozily that Arthur could see every curve of her body. Her face was alight with happiness at the sight of his arrival. And that smile, that incredible smile turned her beauty from human to divine. “I love you,” Arthur spoke, unable to take his eyes off her. Mila blushed to her
ARTHUR & MILA Mila was confused, thoroughly confused. It was a first that someone was angry because she was taking care of them! “I don’t understand,” Mila whispered. Arthur was standing very close to her and their bodies were mostly touching. And though Arthur was in full clothes, and Mila was in mere silk cloth, Mila could feel him on her skin. “You need to be a little selfish,” Arthur requested. He still cannot believe her innocence. His eyes were boring down in hers and Mila turned red at this. “I don’t think I can ever be selfish with you,” Mila spoke smitten, biting her lower lip. “Mila,” Arthur whispered in a hoarse voice. “My Mila…” he added as he brushed her hair away from her almost bare shoulders. A shiver ran down both their bodies at the touch. “My Arthur,” Mila smiled. “You are mine, aren’t you?” she added. “I am your mate,” Arthur whispered as he pressed his forehead against hers. “I feel so complete like this,” Mila whispered with her eyes closed. “Me too,” Ar