“What is wrong with father?” A fresh faced Adalia budged in her parent’s bedroom. She had heard that her father wasn’t well but she always thought it was a ploy to get her to come out of her room. But it wasn’t her siblings’ habit to use the same lie thrice. She sat next to her father on his bed and took his hand. “What’s wrong daddy?”
Gabrielle grunted in pain when he tried to move. “I think I ate something bad.”“That can’t be it,” Liora paced around the room, her desperate fingers clawing through her hair. “It’s something else and I know it.”Adalia looked over at her mother and she knew exactly how she felt. “Don’t worry daddy, the healer will get something for you.”She jumped off the bed and signaled Conan to follow her outside. “Are you sure it’s not an assassination attempt?”“I’m not completely sure,&r“We will see about that,” Xander echoed in a low deliberate voice. “You have a strong will but so do wild horses, but they are broken and trained.”***Archer was struggling to lift his left hand for more than a minute. He needed it to hold his bow up. Frustrated he broke the wooden bow over his knee and tossed the pieces into the tree.“That is the fifth one in ten minutes,” Samson pointed out. “We might live in a forest, but I am afraid we will run out of trees before you can reel in your temper.”Archer kicked up the dust. “I can’t do this.”“Can’t is a word that a prince should not know,” he picked up his bow and handed it to Archer. “I love this bow. If you break it, I will shatter your other wing.”Archer handed it back to him. “I like having a functioning limb. You better take this back.”“Archer, this can’t be solved by a
Randi stood at the palace doors to welcome Xander. It had been a while since he had heard any news from home. He was anxious especially since the last thing he had heard was about his father’s illness.“Prince Randi,” he bowed as he was supposed to before taking his hand.“What news of my father?” he asked anxiously.“I’m afraid he is getting worse,” he tried his best to eliminate the pleasure from his voice. “But I bring good news.”“What is it?”“Maybe we should join the rest of the family first,” he insisted on using the term family. This was going to be part of his family very soon.Xander waited until they were all quiet in the family room before he spoke. “King Gabrielle, Queen Liora and Princess Adalia have sent me with good news. Princess Adalia is to be married at the end of the week. And I am her intended husband,” he took pleasure form the gasps of
Fiona’s jaw dropped and froze there.“Say something,” he put his hand on her elbow, shaking her gently.“Your highness?” it was a statement but it sounded more like a question.“Call me Archer,” he could see her pull away. Their relationship was sinking into the royal and civilian, but he didn’t want that. Fiona had nursed him back to life and he owed her his life.“I can’t do that,” she took a couple of steps back in retreat. “You are the Crown Prince, and lost to me forever.”Archer was about to go after her but he saw Samson. He looked like he had been watching everything that had been unfolding between him and Fiona. He walked over to him, ready to go on his crusade alone. Sure that Samson was angry with even though he hadn’t gotten the chance to talk to his daughter.“I’m sorry,” Archer apologized before a single word was exchanged between them.
Liora found her daughter sitting next to the window as the first ray of sunlight slithered into her room. She didn’t look like she had had a wink of sleep.“Do you want to take a nap first?” She took her by the shoulders and led her to the bed.“Just five minutes, then I have to get married to Archer,” she moaned.“Xander,” her mother corrected.“Yes Xander,” Adalia pulled the covers over her head and closed her eyes.***Archer, Samson and a couple of men from the colony hid in the bushes outside the palace walls. They had been waiting there the whole night. At first they had planned to invade the castle in the dark but their numbers were nothing compared to the place guards that marched and flew over and around the palace walls.They slept outside, but Archer couldn’t sleep. His arms itched for Adalia especially since she was only a few footsteps away from her. Being so close he felt his
Adalia walked out of her room, she didn’t wait for the royal band to serenade her, or for the flowers to be laid in her path. She matched out in her dress, without any make up or jeweler. She held her hair in a ponytail and placed her tiara on top of her head.“Adalia?” her mother asked her eyes wide in terror.“Let’s get this over with mother,” she walked into the chapel. She saw Xander waiting for her and she marched down the aisle. As people stood up and started clapping she shushed them. “Stop, sit down let’s get this over and done with.”The room fell silent as she made her way to the alter. “Xander.”“Adalia, you look beautiful.”“Liar,” she stood next to him, half paying attention to everything the priest said half wanting a wind to blow through the palace and blow her away.“Princess would you like to make your vows to Xander,” the priest asked.
“Archer?” Adalia asked a silent question that only he could answer.Unable to contain his feelings anymore, he rushed to her and held her tightly in his arms. At first she didn’t reciprocate the hug. He could feel her uncertainty, her fear. So he said. “Feel my heart beat for you. Fell my arms around you, my breath on your cheek,” he kissed her. “My kiss on your lips. I’m real and I am never going to leave you.”Adalia felt her body collapse. She tried to wrap her arms around him but she couldn’t. There was no strength left inside her feeble body and there was barely and breath left inside her soul. She felt her body give in and the darkness took her.Archer stared into her face. He was taken in by how peaceful she looked immobile. Without a single expression on her face, he could see her; her lips, her rosy cheeks and her still eyes. But his moment was cut into when Xander appeared.“What did you do to
Xander was at the palace walls. He had one more contact in the palace he was sure wouldn’t let him down. He had to send word to the rebels outside the palace. He had to postpone his plan to attack because right now everyone was waiting for them. They needed to catch them by surprise, especially now that Archer had arrived with an army of his own.He was cursing Archer’s return, wishing that he had driven his blade a little further into his body, and then maybe he would have died. But he needed to get back to Adalia’s side, play the concerned fiancé and hopefully push their marriage through.***“Adalia are you sure you are up to this,” Lionell could see the exhausted look on her face and so could everyone else.“You need to get some sleep sister,” Randi held her up by her arm.“I’m fine,” she mumbled.“When was the last time you slept?” Archer spotted the dark rings under her
Adalia drew in a long breath when Xander stopped in front of her. Her fingers curled around the hilt of the sword, ready to pull it out on command and relieve Xander of his head. Archer put his hand over hers reminding her of the plan. Her heart still frozen in her chest she bit into her lower lip and let out a long breath.“I need to speak to you,” Xander shot darts of hatred at Archer, every look in his eyes telling him to leave them.Archer wasn’t sure that Adalia would be able to keep her cool. He wasn’t sure she would be able to refrain herself from killing Xander right in the very spot he stood in. But he had to trust her. He excused them but didn’t go very far. He stood in a corner next to Samson.“What’s going on?” he asked when he saw the intense hatred Adalia was staring Xander down with.“I told her that it was Xander who tried to kill me, who wants to kill her father,” his eyes didn&rsq
She slipped on her white dress and put the veil over her head. Adalia didn’t let her mother talk her into wearing her diamond tiara. She wanted to get married as she was, not as a state symbol but just as a girl. She waited outside the chapel doors her flowers in her hands. When the doors flew open she took one step at a time to the altar where Archer waited for her.He was in his royal attire, clean shaven, his hair cut short. He looked just like she had seen him the first time. Adalia thought about all the times that she could have lost him that this day seemed to be more like a dream than anything else. His face radiated a smile as she walked up to him. He was going to be her husband and she couldn’t be happier.Once they had taken their vows, Archer and Adalia ran to the balcony. She pulled off her veil and let her hair loose. Archer combed his fingers through her thick raven hair as it flew in the wind.“You want to fly with me?” he took off his jacket and tossed it on
Xander felt like he had lost everything with Archer’s return. He went out to the palace gates and asked the rebels to fall back. He had a new plan. But this time he didn’t expect to come back after it was executed. He sent word to Archer and Adalia to meet him at the South gates. His need for power disappeared the second he walked into the chapel to find Archer and Adalia joined. Now all he wanted was revenge. Archer had robbed him of everything he wanted, while Adalia had watched and laughed in his face. Xander took several breaths to calm his unraveling nerves. He vowed to come out on top. They were going to regret ever mocking him.***“Are you sure about this?” Adalia knew Archer was more comfortable with leaving Adalia back safely at home while he faced Xander by himself. She knew something was up when the rebels suddenly pulled back. She had no doubt it was they did so under Xander’s instructions. “I don’t want you put in any
This wasn’t the wedding she wanted. It felt forced, unreal. But she couldn’t say no either. The rebels at the palace walls told her so. For the sake of her people she needed to commit to this shoddy matrimony. Maybe later she and Archer could have a real bonding ceremony.“I do,” the words left her lips without a thought. And in a second she was out of Conan’s arms and into Archer’s. She stared into his eyes as he looked down at her. His touch fired the senses, his voice as though drifting on a magical breeze as he said. “I love you.”“I love you too,” she didn’t sound as melodic as he did. Her voice came out as a bare whisper, hoarse and scratchy to the throat. But Archer didn’t seem to mind. The gentle pressure of his lips against hers rendered her mind senseless. There was no more thinking, all she was capable of was feeling and she loved each and every moment of it. When he pulled away, a tentative
“Father,” Adalia smiled at him. She sat next to him on the bed and held onto his hand. “I don’t blame you. But I think that it would be best if I chose m own husband from now on.”“You are my little diamond, you know that right?” His palm cupped her face and Adalia leaned into it. “I would never make a decision that would harm you.”“I know daddy.”“Your highness,” Adalia turned just in time to see Conan send a way a guard that she never knew had joined them. Conan’s brow drew together in a formidable frown, as his fingers curled around the hilt of his sword. “The rebels have formed a front line, just outside the palace walls.”“And where is Xander? Adalia rose from the bed, and with three large strides she was at Conan’s side.“He is with the palace guards. Apparently he is forming a defensive line,” Adalia could see the doubt and disbelie
Adalia drew in a long breath when Xander stopped in front of her. Her fingers curled around the hilt of the sword, ready to pull it out on command and relieve Xander of his head. Archer put his hand over hers reminding her of the plan. Her heart still frozen in her chest she bit into her lower lip and let out a long breath.“I need to speak to you,” Xander shot darts of hatred at Archer, every look in his eyes telling him to leave them.Archer wasn’t sure that Adalia would be able to keep her cool. He wasn’t sure she would be able to refrain herself from killing Xander right in the very spot he stood in. But he had to trust her. He excused them but didn’t go very far. He stood in a corner next to Samson.“What’s going on?” he asked when he saw the intense hatred Adalia was staring Xander down with.“I told her that it was Xander who tried to kill me, who wants to kill her father,” his eyes didn&rsq
Xander was at the palace walls. He had one more contact in the palace he was sure wouldn’t let him down. He had to send word to the rebels outside the palace. He had to postpone his plan to attack because right now everyone was waiting for them. They needed to catch them by surprise, especially now that Archer had arrived with an army of his own.He was cursing Archer’s return, wishing that he had driven his blade a little further into his body, and then maybe he would have died. But he needed to get back to Adalia’s side, play the concerned fiancé and hopefully push their marriage through.***“Adalia are you sure you are up to this,” Lionell could see the exhausted look on her face and so could everyone else.“You need to get some sleep sister,” Randi held her up by her arm.“I’m fine,” she mumbled.“When was the last time you slept?” Archer spotted the dark rings under her
“Archer?” Adalia asked a silent question that only he could answer.Unable to contain his feelings anymore, he rushed to her and held her tightly in his arms. At first she didn’t reciprocate the hug. He could feel her uncertainty, her fear. So he said. “Feel my heart beat for you. Fell my arms around you, my breath on your cheek,” he kissed her. “My kiss on your lips. I’m real and I am never going to leave you.”Adalia felt her body collapse. She tried to wrap her arms around him but she couldn’t. There was no strength left inside her feeble body and there was barely and breath left inside her soul. She felt her body give in and the darkness took her.Archer stared into her face. He was taken in by how peaceful she looked immobile. Without a single expression on her face, he could see her; her lips, her rosy cheeks and her still eyes. But his moment was cut into when Xander appeared.“What did you do to
Adalia walked out of her room, she didn’t wait for the royal band to serenade her, or for the flowers to be laid in her path. She matched out in her dress, without any make up or jeweler. She held her hair in a ponytail and placed her tiara on top of her head.“Adalia?” her mother asked her eyes wide in terror.“Let’s get this over with mother,” she walked into the chapel. She saw Xander waiting for her and she marched down the aisle. As people stood up and started clapping she shushed them. “Stop, sit down let’s get this over and done with.”The room fell silent as she made her way to the alter. “Xander.”“Adalia, you look beautiful.”“Liar,” she stood next to him, half paying attention to everything the priest said half wanting a wind to blow through the palace and blow her away.“Princess would you like to make your vows to Xander,” the priest asked.
Liora found her daughter sitting next to the window as the first ray of sunlight slithered into her room. She didn’t look like she had had a wink of sleep.“Do you want to take a nap first?” She took her by the shoulders and led her to the bed.“Just five minutes, then I have to get married to Archer,” she moaned.“Xander,” her mother corrected.“Yes Xander,” Adalia pulled the covers over her head and closed her eyes.***Archer, Samson and a couple of men from the colony hid in the bushes outside the palace walls. They had been waiting there the whole night. At first they had planned to invade the castle in the dark but their numbers were nothing compared to the place guards that marched and flew over and around the palace walls.They slept outside, but Archer couldn’t sleep. His arms itched for Adalia especially since she was only a few footsteps away from her. Being so close he felt his