❤️ The Bloodfogers ❤️"Yes, you just read my mind, Nyxoria," King Vyr said with a broad smile. "Are you sure you’re not a mind reader?" he teased lightly."I just know where this is heading before you hit the nail on the head," Nyxoria replied with a smirk.Nasa snorted loudly, rolling her eyes in an exaggerated manner. Nyxoria caught it and, without missing a beat, stuck out her tongue at her cousin before turning her attention back to her uncle."I’ll go tomorrow to check things out Uncle," she said casually. "Unlike some people seated across from me, I still have a good memory of where you and the Council of Elders pointed out in the scroll, so I’ll start there." She added."Thank you, Nyxoria. I trust you," King Vyr said.Nyxoria pushed her chair back and stood up, stretching slightly. "If you’ll excuse me Uncle, I’m tired and need to get some rest. I’ve got a long day ahead of me tomorrow.""Won’t you finish your food?" Vyr asked, concern flickering across his face as he saw Nyxo
❤️ The Bloodfogers (2) ❤️Early the next morning, before the sun had even risen, Nyxoria was already awake. She got out of bed and took a quick bath, letting the cool water clear her mind and wake her fully. Once she was done, she dressed in a pair of fitted red leather trousers and a sleeveless red tunic. The tunic was long, with slits running from her waist down on both sides, allowing for easy movement.She let her hair fall loose, brushing it carefully as it cascaded down to just above her knees. She normally didn’t pay much attention to her hair, but this morning, with the soft glow of the burning candles illuminating her chamber, she took a moment to look at it. And took hold of her late father's sword, which she strapped to her back.Satisfied with her appearance, she slipped out of her chamber, careful not to make any noise that might wake anyone else. The only ones still awake were the guards doing their night patrols, silently watching over the palace.Nyxoria made her way t
❤️ The Bloodfogers (3) ❤️ Nyxoria stiffened. "What do you mean something’s wrong?" Daisy shook her head, her expression troubled. "There’s something blocking me from seeing what I need to see," she admitted. "It’s not normal." Nyxoria’s heart pounded. "So what does that mean?" "It means I need time," Daisy said firmly. "I have to consult the Oracle to find out why I couldn’t break through… and what’s keeping your memories locked away." "So it’s going to take time?" Nyxoria asked, disappointment clear in her voice. "I thought you’d just do it now, quickly." Daisy gave her a patient look. "Nyxoria, if I rush it, I might make mistakes—important ones. And I could miss the most crucial part," she explained. "And yes, these things take time. But because of who you are and how important this is to you, I’ll do it as fast as I can." That brought a spark of hope to Nyxoria’s face. "Thank you, Daisy." "You’re welcome, Nyxoria," Daisy said with a small smile. "Is that all?" Nyxoria nodd
❤️ Tafi's Promise ❤️"So, you really think you can take us all down?" a voice echoed from the depths of the dark cave.Nyxoria crossed her arms, waiting as a woman stepped out, stopping at the mouth of the cave."Obviously," Nyxoria replied with a smirk. "Even with my eyes closed and my hands tied behind my back, I could still take all of you down."She looked at the woman from her head down to her legs, noting every eerie detail. Her veins pulsed beneath her pale skin, glowing dark red like rivers of blood flowing just beneath the surface. Runes, carved deep into her flesh, oozed faint traces of fresh blood, and her eyes glowed a menacing crimson."This is my territory," the woman snarled through gritted teeth, her expression twisted with anger. When she ran her tongue along her upper teeth, Nyxoria's eyes flickered in mild surprise at her rows of sharp dirty teeth and her tongue were like those of a serpent own.Her outfit was even more disturbing—crafted from bones, each one sharpe
❤️ Tafi's Promise ❤️Minutes passed, and the ones still standing— about 10 of them and haven't attacked her yet— finally realized they had no chance. One by one, they dropped their weapons and fell to their knees, surrendering. Nyxoria sheathed her sword back, dusting off her hands as she looked at them with a smirk. "Smart choice," Nyxoria said. "And I wasn't even putting my all into this fight," She smirked, looking down at the kneeling Bloodfogers. "I'm proud of you all." She added. She stepped forward, her boots crunching against the dirt floor. "Now, tell me where you’re keeping the hostages—or should I force it out of you?" The Bloodfogers didn’t waste a second. They scrambled to their feet and gestured for her to follow. Nyxoria did, keeping a cautious eye on them as they led her deeper into the cave. The further they went, the worse the smell became—a putrid mix of blood, decay, and something else she couldn’t quite place. Torches flickered along the stone walls, casting
❤️ A Dance Of Swords ❤️She shrugged off the lingering thoughts and left the cave. Stepping outside, she took a deep breath, letting the fresh air wash away the stench of blood and decay.Lifting two fingers to her lips, she let out a sharp whistle. Within seconds, the sound of galloping hooves filled the air as Penelope trotted toward her."We won, Penelope," Nyxoria said with a small smirk, running a hand over the horse’s mane.Penelope snorted in response, nudging Nyxoria’s shoulder as if to say, Of course we did.With one smooth motion, she climbed onto the horse’s back and took hold of the reins. Without looking back at Elder Rivar, his army, or the rescued hostages, she nudged Penelope forward, riding away from the cave and heading straight for the palace.★★★It was late in the afternoon, and King Vyr had been enjoying a much-needed nap in his chamber when a knock on the door stirred him awake."Come in," he mumbled, sitting up groggily as he stretched his arms. A guard stepped
❤️ His Prisoner ❤️Nyxoria snorted, wiping the blood still dripping from her nose with the back of her hand. Her glare burned into Tharros, fierce and unyielding."Don’t let this get to your head," she spat, tightening her grip on her sword. "I’m ready whenever you are."Tharros didn’t bother responding. He just smiled—that cold, twisted smile that made Nyxoria’s skin crawl. And then, without warning, he lunged forward.His sword gleamed under the throne room’s flickering sunlight, and he moved fast—so fast it was nearly impossible to track him. But Nyxoria’s eyes were sharp. She caught the faint blur of his movement just in time, bringing her blade up to block his strike.The clash of metal echoed through the room, sharp and deafening. The impact sent a shudder through Nyxoria’s arms, forcing her down to one knee. She gritted her teeth, holding her sword with both hands as Tharros pressed down with his own.That’s when she noticed it—he was using only one hand.It felt like a thousan
❤️ Tharros Realization ❤️"Is she dead?" Vyrelen, the Nightweaver Tharros had sent to deliver his message to the Kings and Queens, asked as Tharros walked into his chamber.Tharros shot him a sharp glance. "You know, there's this thing called privacy, Vyrelen. You should try it sometime."Vyrelen snorted and nodded his head but didn’t back down. "You still haven’t answered my question, my Emperor."Tharros sighed, pulling off his blood-stained shirt, the blood of Nyxoria had stained it."She’s not dead," he muttered, tossing the shirt aside. "Satisfied now?"Vyrelen shrugged casually."I thought you’d kill her the moment you brought her here."Tharros shot him a dark glare, his eyes burning with fury. "You don’t tell me what to do, Vyrelen."Vyrelen immediately bowed his head in submission, a flicker of fear crossing his face. "I’m sorry, my Emperor. I was just… concerned. You remember what she did to our people. I lost my people that night. She betrayed all of us, especially you."Th
❤️ 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