r is breathing heavily and so am I. I don't know what just happened but I think I fucked her back to life. “Mother? You’re alive!” I exclaimed in joy “Come out of me boy…you’ll send me back to the spirit world,” Mother said in her husky voice I quickly got up from her. “Oh, mother!” I could not hide my excitement. “I’m so happy that you are back, it's been over a week now, why did you leave me?” I couldn't stop myself from hugging and showering her with kisses. “Why are you penetrating me while I am on a spiritual journey? Did you know what you did to me? You killed me!” MotherI said aggressively as she tried to sit up from the bed and i assisted her. “What are you talking about Mother? I brought you back to life!” “No son, you sent me to the world beyond. You killed me!” she yelled. “So how are you alive?” I was stuck in the spirit world and I couldn't find everyone I came with so that we could complete the ritual. It is a good thing that you pushed me out of the tran
Edwina It's been a week since I arrived here, and strangely, I feel a bit better than that first day. The air is still heavy with uncertainty, but I'm adapting. Yet, there's this constant thorn in my side—Edward. His presence sets me on edge, a simmering anger bubbling just beneath the surface. Why does he hover over me, watching every move, offering assistance I never asked for? I can't fathom his motives, and frankly, I don't care. He's wasting his time. There's nothing left for him or anyone else to take from me. I'm hollow, an empty shell of what I used to be. From now on, I've decided not to bother contemplating consequences before every move. Life's become a precarious dance, and I'll waltz through it as if I'm on the brink of my demise. There's a certain freedom in living without restraint, without a plan. Perhaps that's my way of coping with the chaos around me. I'll just exist, each day a step closer to the unknown, uncaring of what lies ahead. The second day I
Edwina He was quiet after hearing everything I had to say. There was a look of confusion and remorse on his face. His eyes searched mine, seeking some kind of understanding or forgiveness. I couldn't bear to see it. “I had no idea what was going on…your father? Mother? Edwina…” he stammered, his voice trailing off in an attempt to console me. I cut him short in the middle of his unnecessary condolence. “Please, Edward, save your remorse and shove it up your ass. I don’t need it! I don’t need you, and you should have never tried to save me,” I snapped, my emotions boiling over. “You should just go back to your kingdom and get married to your bride. I’m glad she escaped death, but I would sacrifice her over and over again if that is what it means to get my mother back. I don’t regret what I did, so if you want to punish me, you better do it and make sure the punishment is death. Make it quick, King Edward!” I roared harshly but kept my voice low, a venomous mixture of anger
I find myself haunted by the ghosts of irreversible mistakes. Edwina's pain, a weight too heavy for my shoulders, lingers in the air like a tangible sorrow. It's heartbreaking that I cannot undo the loss of her parents or the scars placed on her tender heart. The gravity of my shortcomings becomes painfully apparent as I reflect on the years gone by. Edwina, with vulnerability in her eyes, sought solace in my presence. She trusted me with the fragments of her shattered world, only to receive my misplaced fury in return. I was blind to the genuine need for comfort that she extended to me. Now, with clarity, I see the wreckage of my life. For three years, I've been living a lie, channeling my rage into the wrong avenues, misled by the venomous words of others. The loss of my mother, a tragedy that scarred my soul, became a breeding ground for resentment, clouding my judgment and leading me astray. Edwina's heart, once a delicate flower, now bears the weight of my transgression
EdwardSebastian is not a man to be taken for a joke. He is serious and intentional about his business.Rumors have it that Sebastian is the reason behind King Magna’s misfortune. Sebastian has always been along the way, making sure that King Magna never steps out of line.He needed to clear everything that stood in the way of him becoming king and King Magna is the last man standing.All King Magna’s children are dead and every woman bride who poses to be a potential mother to his heirs is immediately eradicated.Sebastian would bring different women all to cover his façade of wickedness but these women were not permitted to conceive.Sebastian would take these women to his special herbalist whose job was to disable this woman’s womb from conception.He infuses them with herbs and the like to make sure there is no hope for them when it comes to having kids and King Magna wasn’t left out either.Potions on potions all in the name of Help. Sebastian succeeded in making sure that no see
EdwardMy royal council felt it was wise for me to have relations with the next potential king of Oakheart, so they went ahead to request Sebastian’s daughter’s hand in marriage. In return, I would get as many armies as possible when I needed them to fight Damien, and they would get other juicy advantages from Galentia too. The plan made sense, but it made no sense to my heart because I was still very much in love with Edwina, even though my heart was shattered.I accepted and got engaged to Rebeca. Sebastian would not bring his men to fight with me because I have refused to finalize the marriage. I wanted revenge, I wanted to bring all the perpetrators of my mother's death to justice.Damien killed my father, and I have been looking to have my revenge on him, but he is never in a stable place. He and his rogues moved from town to town causing havoc. Sometimes when I get news of him and his rogues raiding some village or town, I rush there with my men, even though I know we are not en
EdwardI stayed out under the moon, watching the stars with my guards, waiting for the morning, waiting for the sun to rise so that I could take my love back home with me.While we waited, we suddenly heard hooves and heights of horses coming towards us.We weren't expecting anyone, and I don't think anyone knows that we are here, so what could it be?The scent was a familiar one, but I couldn't place my finger on whose it was.One thing I was sure about was that it wasn't someone whom I liked.My guards and I braced ourselves in the short time we had as the sound came closer, and to my discomfort, it was the King of Sandcastle. How and why is he here?He and a number of his soldiers marched forward towards us, and when they got closer, they halted.Marquis got off the horse and majestically walked up to me where I stood.I have never had reasons to have problems with Marquis, but since I realized that he was planning to marry Edwina, his name and presence began to irritate me. How da
Edward “Bold of you to assume that you and your men are capable enough to take Edwina away from here while I stand and watch,” I said in anger. “Anyone who lays a finger on her will receive the anger of the Lycan king! You Know that you do not stand a chance against me with your armies even at my weakest KIng Marquis, so I will advise you to thread carefully. We wouldn’t want the king of Sandcastle to die a senseless death without leaving an heir to his throne yet!” I struggle to understand the reason behind his motive. Last I heard about him, they said he got himself a new wife after Edwina and I left Sandcastle so what does he still want from her? I will be foolish to let him leave this place with Edwina. “Oh, I hear you loud and clear King Edward! You have threatened me with a lot of things but I will not stand down! All you have done is hurt the princess. You got all her parents killed, but you wouldn’t stop there. You will not stop until you erase her off the