FROM HIS HATRED, A DARKER DESIRE IGNITES ❤️ The Council's Verdict ❤️ "Uncle, you send for me." Nyxoria was seen walking toward him. She was in her chamber when a messenger came to pass her the message of her presence being needed in the palace. Vyr sat upon a throne of pure gold, the sunlight streaming through the open window catching the jewels of his crown and bathing him in a commanding glow. Draped in crimson and sable robes, he radiated quiet authority, a living emblem of power and majesty. Around him, the council of elders, about four, gathered at a massive oaken table, their robes marked by symbols of their clans and wisdom etched into their faces. They all turn to look at her with a big frown and angry looks on their faces, especially the one with a missing arm. Nyxoria didn't care, her focus was on her uncle who beamed at her when she finally stopped beside him. "Yes, indeed I did," Vyr said. "What do you say to this?" he asked, pointing at what he and the elders were d
❤️ The Emperor's Arrival (1) ❤️ "Forget about that mark she bears and kill the one who murdered her parents in cold blood, the one standing in front of us." Elder Rue pointed at her. "Let's kill her like she did to the king and queen," he added. "As long as the mark is on her body, we can't harm the one the moon has chosen to guide us except she uses her own hands to kill herself, willingly." the third elder that hardly spoke at any of their meetings spoke. He was Elder Kila, the leader of the air Wolf clan. "Nonsense," Elder Rue said walking up towards Nyxoria and then proceeded to hold her hair, which tilted her head upwards and made her hissed out in pain. "She knows what she did. We just have to punish her gravely to make her admit what she did and then after her confession, we cut off her head. She sinned against the moon goddess and against the earth that she walks on." He spits out in anger. "Don't say things you don't know Rue, she said she doesn't remember and somehow I
❤️ The Emperor's Arrival (2) ❤️Amongst the chaos that had ensued in the Arcane Assembly Ground, Dika rolled her eyes as she was the only one who didn't run. The gate of the Arcane flew open and a black horse strode in and the smirking face of Nyxoria was seen.The Horse stopped in front of Dika and Nyxoria got down."Must you come to the Arcane with Penelope?" Dika said and waved and smiled sweetly at the horse. "It's getting old.""I shouldn't come with my Princess?" Nyxoria chuckled. She touched Penelope on her head and it was as if the Horse could understand her, it nodded its head and left the Arcane ground. "I can see they all ran away, this," she pointed around the empty assembly ground, "never gets old." She added and grinned. She could still hear the running feet of the students.Dika snorted, her defiance as sharp as her tongue. She was the only one who dared to talk back to Nyxoria and live to tell the tale—the only one who had stood by her side on her first day at the Arca
❤️ Blood Ties And Bitter Rivalries ❤️"Who is Penelope?" He asked."She is Nyxoria's beloved horse, my Emperor," Principal Archmiagus answered, his tone laced with disdain. "A stubborn and wicked creature, just like its owner."Tharros nodded, rising to his feet with an air of authority."What has Nyxoria been up to?" he asked, his voice dripping with hatred rather than curiosity, each word laced with the venom of old grudges and simmering rage."Bullying," he said, the lie rolling smoothly off his tongue as a sly grin spread across his face. The growl that escaped Tharros in response was music to his ears. He wanted Nyxoria to suffer, to feel the wrath of the Emperor. If anyone could punish her, it was him.It had been years since the young Emperor had been seen outside his castle or attended any of the high council meetings with the kings and queens of Vampires, Witches, Faeries, and other supernaturals. His absence had given rise to countless rumors, whispers that slithered through
❤️ The Scent Of Power ❤️"What are you doing here? Are you here to cause some nuisance?" Nasa flared up, her voice sharp with irritation. Even the arrival of the new person—possibly the emperor—wasn’t enough to distract her from confronting Nyxoria.Nyxoria's smirk widened, curling into something both mocking and dangerous. Her voice dripped with venom as she replied, "You know exactly why I’m here. If I don’t succeed in making your face as twisted and ugly as your anger, then I’m not doing my job, am I?" She stepped closer, her tone as taunting as her glare. "Go ahead, start the fight. But let me remind you—last time you challenged me, it ended in disgrace for you. Surely, you don’t want history repeating itself, do you?"Her words were like a blade, cutting deep, and the venomous glare she shot her cousin made it clear she was ready for a fight.Dika, standing beside Nyxoria, reached out and gently placed a hand on her shoulder. The simple touch broke through Nyxoria’s fiery focus.
❤️ Forbidden Desire ❤️ "Have you seen what you’ve caused?" Nasa’s sharp, irritating voice broke through Nyxoria’s thoughts, dragging her back to reality. She and the others were up to their feet. Nyxoria turned to her cousin, raising an eyebrow in annoyance. "What are you talking about—" Before she could finish, Dika stepped in, gently placing a hand on her arm. "We should leave," Dika said softly, her tone firm but calm as she tried to guide Nyxoria toward the door. Nyxoria resisted, slipping out of Dika’s hold. "What did you say, Nasa?" she asked, her voice sharper now as her full attention locked on her cousin. Nasa let out a dramatic scoff, rolling her eyes as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Don’t act clueless, Nyxoria," she said, her voice dripping with disdain. "You’ve embarrassed all of us with your arrogance. The Emperor himself—" She paused, shaking her head in disbelief. "Do you even realize how much trouble you’ve caused? What if he decided to take down this Arcan
❤️ A Reluctant Submission ❤️Principal Archmiagus continued pacing the floor of his office, his heart pounding with anxiety. He had no idea how long he had been following Emperor Tharros’s orders, but he dared not stop. The Emperor’s sharp command still rang in his ears.He glanced at his chair once again, relieved to find Tharros no longer occupying it. A sigh of relief escaped his lips as he finally stopped and slumped into the seat. His legs ached, and his mind raced. He couldn’t help but wonder how many times he’d need to pace in the future for Emperor Tharros.★★★By the end of the school day, Dika and Nyxoria exchanged their goodbyes before parting ways. Nyxoria made her way to the Arcane gate, where her horse, Penelope, was already waiting.Penelope neighed softly as Nyxoria approached, her elegant frame shining under the late afternoon sun. Stroking the mare’s mane, Nyxoria mounted her and began the journey back home. The day had drained her, and by the time she reached her ch
❤️ A Palace Of Secrets ❤️"Thank you, Nyxoria," King Vyr said, his voice warm with gratitude. "I know this isn’t something you want to do, but in this case, we have no choice." He added.Nyxoria sighed but nodded. "I understand, Uncle. Now, can I finish my food? Or is there someone else you want me to beg tomorrow?" she added, her tone dripping with sarcasm.King Vyr chuckled softly, shaking his head. "No, that’s all," he replied, turning his attention back to his plate.The dining room fell into a comfortable silence, broken only by the faint clinking of spoons and the occasional scrape of plates.Nyxoria finished her meal quickly, wiping her lips with a piece of clothes beside her plate before rising from her seat. "Thank you, Uncle. I’m full, and I’ll be heading to my chamber now. Good night."King Vyr nodded, offering her a kind smile. "Good night, my sweet pie. Rest well."Without another word, Nyxoria left the dining room, her footsteps echoing softly down the palace hallways as
❤️ His Tales (2) ❤️"Your mother is still alive?" Nyxoria asked, her brows furrowed in confusion. "How? I thought she was dead since no one ever talks about her."Tharros let out a heavy sigh. "She’s not dead… but she’s not here."Nyxoria’s curiosity deepened. "If she’s not in this castle, then where is she?" She asked."There are a lot of things I can’t say now, my beautiful Ria," Tharros said, his gaze steady. "But be rest assured, I will tell you when the time is right."Nyxoria frowned. "What’s there not to tell? If she’s alive, where is she? Why are you here alone? You told me about your father so easily, but you can’t tell me about your mother? Whatever it is, just tell me. Don’t hide it from me."Tharros’ jaw tightened. "I will tell you when it’s time," he said firmly. "By then, you will understand."Nyxoria opened her mouth to protest, but he cut her off."Do you trust me?" he asked, his gaze piercing.She hesitated for a second but then nodded. "I trust you, Tharros.""Then d
❤️ His Tales ❤️"You have no right to let anyone who is not me, especially another man, to touch you," Vyrelen said, his tone firm as he locked eyes with Dika. Then, without warning, he reached for a handful of white roses from the garden and turned back to her.Dika frowned, eyeing the flowers in his hands suspiciously. "What are you doing?"Vyrelen lifted the roses slightly. "I want to put them in your hair since that's what you wanted."Dika scoffed, stepping back as he reached for her cornrows."So you can allow someone else to touch your hair, but not me?""Exactly.""You’re something else," Vyrelen muttered.Dika huffed, crossing her arms. "I was enjoying the view before you came out of nowhere and ruined it for me. So thank you very much, Mr. Poking-Nose. Thank you for chasing away that harmless guard away." She shoved at his chest with all her strength, but to her frustration, he didn’t even budge.Vyrelen merely smirked.Dika glared. "I told you—you're free to chase after any
❤️ Tharros Apology ❤️Nyxoria halted her sparring with Dika the moment she caught sight of Tharros approaching them from the corner of her eye. The guards who had gathered to watch the fight quickly returned to their posts, sensing the shift in the air."I will be around somewhere to give you two some privacy," Dika murmured, taking back her second sword from Nyxoria and sliding both into their sheaths.Nyxoria grinned and gave her a nod, watching as Dika strolled off."I sent someone to take her to the garden," Tharros' deep voice pulled Nyxoria's attention back to him. "At least that will keep her busy for a while."Before she could respond, Tharros did something that completely caught her off guard.He knelt down.Right there in front of her, on both knees, with his hands wrapped around hers.The murmurs around them grew louder as guards and castle staff stole glances at the sight of their Emperor kneeling before his bride."I know what you want to say," Tharros spoke first, his ga
❤️ Dika And Nyxoria ❤️Tharros Castle:Dika and Nyxoria stepped into the courtyard, the cool morning sun brushing against them as they prepared to fight. Dika pulled out a sword and tossed it to Nyxoria, who caught it with ease."Let’s play," Dika said, drawing her second sword and dropping into a fighting stance.Nyxoria grinned, twirling the sword in her hand perfectly. "Oh, you're on," she said, stepping forward.Dika didn’t waste a second. She lunged, her sword slicing through the air, but Nyxoria sidestepped effortlessly, smirking as she avoided the strike."You will have to do better than that," Nyxoria teased, flipping her sword and tapping the flat side against Dika’s shoulder.Dika scoffed. "Oh, I was just warming up."She faked a move to the left, then turned right, swinging low. Nyxoria barely dodged, her boots skidding on the stone courtyard. The clash of metal rang out, sharp and wild, as they exchanged blows—each strike more reckless than the last. But they were careful
❤️ Daisy ❤️"I’m glad you will be getting your memories back," Dika said. "At least when you finally remember everything, we will have childhood stories to share.""I can't wait." Nyxoria beamed, excitement lighting up her face."If you need anything, just know I am available and will always have your back.""Thank you, Dika," Nyxoria said sincerely. She glanced toward the window, noting the position of the sun. "There’s still time for you to go to the Arcane, you know."Dika shook her head. "That’s your record, Nyxoria. I’m not breaking it. Besides, I already decided not to attend today. I’m staying here with you until evening."Nyxoria grinned mischievously. "Then let's not waste it, let's go and practice, the courtyard is massive and Tharros won't complain if we damage anything. In fact we are free to do that."Dika raised a brow. "You’re starting to like this insane prince, huh? I thought you’d hate him for defeating you."Nyxoria smirked. "He defeated me so he is worthy of me." B
❤️ Her Hunch ❤️Vyrelen shrugged as he stood up to his feet and handed the bowl to Dika. "I did that so you wouldn’t have to stress yourself and still got no thanks for it," he muttered.Dika took the bowl and started eating without looking at him. "I didn’t ask you to. My legs work just fine."Vyrelen opened his mouth to argue, but before he could, a sharp cough interrupted the conversation.All eyes turned to Nyxoria as she coughed and tried to sit up.Tharros was worried as he tried to balance Nyxoria on the bed and rubbed her back in gentle circles to stop the cough."Why is she coughing, Priestess?" His voice was tense.Daisy sighed and wiped an imaginary sweat from her brow. "So you’ve never coughed before in your entire life, Emperor?"Tharros glared but stayed silent, watching as Nyxoria took deep breaths. Slowly, her coughing subsided, and she blinked as if adjusting to her surroundings.Nyxoria cleared her throat and looked at Daisy.Daisy leaned closer. "Can you hear me no
❤️ Dramatic Nyxoria ❤️Dika tried to push Vyrelen away, but he didn’t budge. When she raised her fist to punch him, he quickly let go. It was a quick kiss, but it was enough to make her blood boil."You kissed me," she said slowly, her voice low with warning. Then she snapped, growling not caring who heard them, "Why would you do that? Are you insane?!"Vyrelen smirked. "I was merely returning the favor. You kissed me yesterday, so I kissed you today. Now, our fate is sealed," he said casually. "And just so you know, I don’t agree with that stupid idea of yours. I don’t share what’s mine, especially not my woman.""I said I’m not marrying you! You cannot force me.""Right, I can’t force you," Vyrelen admitted with a shrug. "But keep in mind, whoever you try to marry that isn’t me will end up dead. And even if you run away with a lover, I’ll find you. There’s no escaping this, Dika. You can’t escape me."Dika ran a hand through her hair, tapping her foot in frustration. "I don’t know
❤️ The Priestess Visit (3) ❤️Nyxoria grinned widely, quickly grabbing her quill and parchment. She wrote down a message and handed it to Dika."You finally came."Dika read it and nodded, smiling back.Nyxoria gestured to the bed with her hand and Daisy went over to sit on it.Tharros, standing nearby, wasted no time. “Can you please check on her?” he asked, his tone laced with impatience.He had barely slept after his bath last night, waking up early when Vyrelen informed him that Dika and the High Priestess had arrived. Without hesitation, he had gone to meet them, ushering them into his castle. He didn’t want to waste another second—Nyxoria had suffered long enough. If the priestess could truly heal her, then this would be the last time he would ever raise a hand against her.“Don’t be in such a hurry, Emperor Tharros,” she said, stretching slightly. “I’m hungry. Have your staff prepare something for me. And make sure Mary, Nyxoria’s maid, doesn’t touch it. I don’t eat food from
❤️ The Priestess Visit (2) ❤️Dika Chamber:Early the next morning. Dika was already up in her chamber, moving with urgency. She quickly bathed in the warm water a palace maid had brought her. There was no time to waste—she had a mission to complete for Nyxoria, and her only prayer to the gods was that the priestess would be home. Nyxoria wouldn’t be able to keep up her act for too long, and Dika needed to move fast.After drying herself off, she dressed quickly, slipping into her black leather pants and a fitted long-sleeve tunic, stitched at the middle for easy movement. She grabbed her swords, strapping them securely across her back, and took one last glance at herself in the mirror. She wasn't that beautiful but she was very okay with her looks.Unlike Nyxoria, who loved riding her favorite horse, Penelope, Dika preferred relying on her own speed. Running was her strength, and she knew no horse could match the way she moved.Without wasting any more time, she stepped out of the p