Nathan
Nathan had always tried to keep his demons locked in a remote part of his mind, he had always tried to get away from the memories that hurt him, even though they concerned her. He had kept them so far away from himself that he was convinced that some things were slipping out of his memory.
As well as the sound of her laughter, her scent when she sneaked into his rooms, the way she bent her head to the side when she was interested in something or even the expression of her eyes.
Those green eyes that had tormented him for days, after the first time he had really seen them, or rather the first time he had held her in his arms, her gaze was terrified and foggy at the same time.
That was a moment he had clung to over the years, a moment he had never let go of because it had been the first time he had really seen her and that she had really seen him.
Nathan still remembered that night. The moon was high, the sky clear, t
They came out of the council chamber that the sun had long since gone down. Nathan and Sumon came out first, while Kyros and Athelstan silently followed them.Nathan knew that dealing with Kyros Neyer would be difficult, but he didn't expect to face a wall like the one he found himself that day.Whatever Nathan proposed was not accepted, because Kyros wanted more: more land, more gold, more freedom to move.He wanted everything.Many times Athelstan had been forced to intervene to deal with his father, to make him reason, but, despite everything, Kyros found the pretext to silence him. It was exhausting.Sumon in front of him walked briskly and angry, she did not like to be treated as if she was worth nothing, as if she did not exist. Whenever she tried to speak, Kyros found an excuse to block and mock her. Several times Nathan had found himself on the verge of threatening him, but he had stopped in the bud. He didn't want a war, he didn't need it,
DoreonDoreon and the other men left the village at sunset. Pix had brought in a few hundred soldiers from the ships asking for the boy's advice, but Doreon did not know exactly how to behave. For the first time in his life he didn't know what to expect.Would he need more men? What or who would have found himself in front of? Was that journey dangerous? Would they have gone into a trap? Was he leading all those men straight to their deaths?He knew nothing.His men had crossed the ocean only to meet a commander they had heard about for years, a commander who could make the impossible possible, and instead they found themselves in front of a young girl a little younger than Doreon himself. The one who had done nothing but play with them, pretending to be someone else and in the end had turned out to be the commander everyone was waiting for. That person he and his people had been dreaming of for centuries, that person who could r
"Oh, we know you, Commander... all our people of Mihdel know the boy who became the commander-in-chief of the Haeffest army, despite his beliefs," replied one of them."Why?" repeated Doreon. "Why me? I don't want any of this responsibility, you should be free to make the decisions yourself and not wait for someone else to do it for you.""I'm not the only one who sees something in you, Commander," Barclay injected.Doreon looked up beyond the flames to meet the warrior's. The serious face and the arms crossed on the chest."These are not matters you should be meddling in," Pix said at his side.Barclay raised his arms and shook his head. "It's no coincidence that you wanted to talk to him," he said quietly.Doreon gritted his teeth. "Because he knows that if he convinces me he will have an immense army composed of warriors of Mihdel and Cynemon," he said almost angrily."It's no secret," Barclay said. Pix looked at him a little surpr
The commander A groan of pleasure came from his lips, as his tongue collided with that of the girl. He slipped a hand into her hair and pulled it by bending her head so as to deepen the kiss even more, the other hand slipped into the white locks of the boy who was sucking him with his mouth, swirling his tongue on the tip of his cock and making him escape a low moan. He was kneeling in the center of his bed, the boy licking him along its entire length while the girl was next to him and kissing him passionately by sticking her fingers through his blonde hair. Finally, the other hand was resting on her neck, pushing her even more against his mouth. The commander detached his lips from those of the girl, ran his thumb over it, she opened her mouth, running over her tongue, licking it and looking him straight in the eyes, before he pulled it out and passed it over her chin, then moved it to her neck and then further down;
The boy raised his head and brought his face close to that of the commander, but she grabbed him by the hair and pulled him back looking him straight in the eyes, as a moan came out of her lips. The boy pulled his hand out of his pants and she pushed him back into bed before returning to look at the commander."Do as you wish, I will not approach, if something happens the responsibility will be yours," declared the commander, pushing his hips one last time towards the girl's lips before letting go into her mouth with a low, guttural moan. His cousin frowned at him as the girl raised her head and approached her languidly; Sher ran her hand over her body, grabbing her breasts, while she deposited a kiss on her neck."Not today," his cousin replied, pushing the girl on the bed next to him.The commander spread his arms wide and surrounded the shoulders of both accompanying him, as he looked at his cousin winking. "Do you want to join?" he asked her with a smile.
TarynTaryn opened her eyes wide and watched attentively at the young king who continued his walkway on the wooden table as if he had not just interrupted Taryn's private council, as if he had not almost destroyed the tent.Taryn felt anger flow all over her body, her face began to get hot, while hot flashes hit her, almost making her sweat; she shook her hands into fists, her nails sinking into the flesh while observing the serene face of Elhiàs."Have you gone out of your mind?" hissed Taryn as Elhias jumped off the table, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.He landed on the ground raising some dust."What a beautiful way to greet," said the king frowning, as he smoothed his trousers.The men around the table squinted, as if they thought they had gone mad. Grander was breathing heavily, Taryn was sure her heart was about to come out of her chest, while Aiden continued to hold her in his arms,
When they were out of breath they detached themselves from each other, Elhias rested his forehead on hers with his eyes closed."Please don't tell me to leave again," Elhias said in a whisper, almost as a plea.Taryn ran a hand through his silky, black hair, feeling her heart beat even faster. She sighed and closed her eyes, inhaling the sweet scent of Elhias, intoxicating himself with its smell."Stay," she whispered and pushed him against her mouth again.Elhias immediately returned the kiss by surrounding her with his arms and placing his hands on her back, where he began to unfasten the strings of the corset of her dress as she moaned in her mouth.Taryn squeezed him with her legs, trying to push him even further against her, as if they weren't close enough.She released Elhias' black locks and lowered her hands down his neck, moving them slowly towards his chest and beginning to unfasten his belt with swords, causing it to fall to the g
AthelstanAthelstan did not know whether to rage and destroy his chambers or lock himself in it and never leave.His father had been in Sierra for just a day and had already threatened to blow up everything he was trying to build with so much effort.At that moment he was on the balcony of his chambers observing the moon, he had undressed and wore only the white tunic and a pair of brown leather pants; He was barefoot and the cold stone on the floor stung his skin, but he didn't care.His head rested on his arms crossed above the marble parapet, his eyes were closed as he tried to breathe deeply.Inside and out. Inside and out. Over and over again.Being there in Sierra, standing side by side with the man who had made his sister suffer like that, tested her patience and mental stability.Every time he looked Nathan Fannil in the eyes he saw only Aislin's sad look, before she got
Aislin shook her head. "It's like talking to a wall, do you ever listen to what I tell you?" she asked, turning to him. "Of course, but there's a gulf from there to agreeing with all your decisions. You'd solve half your problems if you decided to exterminate Werod's followers from the first to the last," Doreon said honestly. Barclay arched his eyebrows, but nodded as did Blake and Lyza. Everyone felt the same way, but no one had ever dared to say it openly. Doreon didn't understand exactly what they feared. That she freaked out? That she had a temper tantrum? As if she hadn't had enough in those last few days. Aislin, stunned, looked first at her warriors, then at Doreon. "Shut up, Doreon," she repeated again, this time angrily. Silently they reached the ship they were going to use for the long journey. A rope ladder had been thrown from the bridge. As soon as their boat approached the ship, Doreon got up and rushed to help Aislin, who turned away and climbed the ladder alo
Doreon The priestess had just finished the rite and in the sea other girls were fished out by the men on the ships, ready to sail. Doreon found himself at Aislin Neyer's side, silently watching the ocean as the last rays of the sun shone on them, reflected on the crystalline surface. Behind them the warriors were silent, except Barclay who was noisily chewing a piece of dried meat, not caring in the least for the hateful noise he was making. Pix had already boarded his ship, on the orders of the commander. There was no need for all the men to be present at the ritual and then, according to the commander, that way they would arouse less suspicion that she did not want to see the men coming from Aeris. Aislin loved to play games and keeping her identity a secret for as long as possible was the game she enjoyed the most. She had sent some of the allies to the other port villages, where the other two commanders were waiting for them along with some of their men. Doreon hadn't met t
Both came out of the council chamber, while behind them she heard Kyros giving orders to go and call Queen Reanna. Sumon stood beside Nathan, as they proceeded down the corridor to the main gates from which the two rulers of the west and north would come. "What was that reaction from Athelstan?" she asked Nathan softly. "During the Summit five years ago, Taryn Fahan sneaked into Althea in secret... I think to be able to get the support of some king, but she ended up in the bed of Athelstan. Aislin told me that her brother had completely lost his mind for her, then I don't know what happened," Nathan explained, as they turned into another corridor. "Hadn't Elhias Ackard and Athelstan grown up together?" asked Taryn. Nathan shrugged. "And Elhias married the woman he is in love with?" Her husband shrugged his shoulders again. "A fiery encounter is on the horizon," Sumon reflected after a while. "And Kyros? Why that reaction?" "I have no idea, nothing good, Sumon... nothing good,"
Sumon The servants quickly placed food on the table and disappeared from the door, while Athelstan Neyer and Nathan continued to argue about the different abandoned ports of Haefest. They had been arguing for five days now and until then they had made great progress, thanks also to the fact that on the second day Kyros Neyer had arrived, something had changed and it had happened. First of all, at the head of the table, on the opposite side from Nathan, sat no longer Kyros Neyer, but his son. Athelstan seemed to have taken the reins of the situation and, since that morning, had done nothing but talk and talk, discussing peacefully with her husband, while Kyros had stood aside to listen. He had spoken a few times in the debate and had not made much of a contribution. The lords of Athelstan listened to him looking at him with devotion, nodding at whatever the prince said or proposed. Devotion that had not escaped Kyros who observed everything with a stern look. Sumon did not unders
Doreon looked at her for a moment before that name entered his mind. He froze, his breath seemed to die in his throat, while images of Nathan were going through in his head.His gaze when, under duress from Doreon himself and Damien, he had begun to tell what had happened between him and the princess of Locrand, the way in which his eyes had remained empty, after finding out about his departure. And also all the suffering of Sumon in not feeling enough, in not being able to fill the void left in Nathan.All the years he had spent watching his best friend, his brother, disintegrate before his eyes.A shiver of anger ran through him, but Doreon stopped him, so he immobilized and looked at the commander carefully."It's not possible," Doreon said in a whisper. "It's not possible. She's dead. She died five years ago." He shook his head."Do I look dead to you?" she said, bending her head to the side and pointing at herself.Doreon shook his head
DoreonDoreon sat on the ground, his back resting on the log in front of the fire, as he took the bag with wine and brought it to his lips."Damn witches!" exclaimed Barclay, sitting next to him and pulling the wine out of his hands, before bringing it to his lips.Doreon snorted annoyingly and watched as he threw himself on the ground noisily."And you'll have to put up with them all the way to Mihdel," Doreon pointed out.Barclay went through the water and began to cough, Doreon took the wine back to his lips taking a large sip."Stop complaining and provoking them, you will only increase their hatred and desire for revenge," Doreon said quietly, as she passed him the wine."Doreon is right," the commander declared behind him, before sitting down next to Doreon. "They're already uncontrollable, if you get bothered by them, I won't be able to keep them out of your throat." Doreon took the wine and pass
"Accompany him to his accommodation," he then ordered the servants, who immediately nodded.The man made a half-bow and then quietly exited the tent.As soon as he left, Elhias stood up and stepped down from the platform, running a hand through her black hair and ruffling it."What do you want to do?" asked Taryn, passing the letter to one of the lords of Elhias, before she too rose."We must go to Sierra immediately. If what I think is happening, we need to start preparing everybody.""Everybody?" asked Taryn, puzzled.Elhias nodded."And the men who will go north?" asked one of Taryn's lords."The plans will remain the same until we have certain information. The usurper will soon fall, however, and as soon as he does, we will recall the army," Elhias replied."What about marriage?" Taront asked, arching an eyebrow."We have a master in the camp, and we will celebrate him this very evening."
TarynThey had stood still for a day, waiting for the messenger from Locrand to be brought to them. Elhias had not the slightest intention of taking a step without first finding out what Locrand wanted from him.Taryn suspected that Elhias wanted to find an excuse to meet Athelstan. Surely he hoped that the message would be an invitation to Locrand, so that he could finally meet his old friend again. She knew what kind of bond united them, that they had grown up together and adored each other as brothers, and she was also aware that being forced to close ties with him had made him suffer greatly. Although Elhias never showed his emotions on the outside, Taryn could see beyond his façade. She had learned to understand it, she knew how his little head worked, and in their time together she had observed the relationship between the two princes a lot.They had always been a shadow of each other. They never separated and their thought
Nathan turned around, grabbed her by the hips and sat her down on the table, before joining their lips. Aislin immediately brought her hands into his hair and wrapped his waist with her legs, while returning the kiss passionately. Their tongues intertwined, their breaths mingled. Nathan pushed himself at her, trying to be as close as he could, as she moaned in his mouth. When they were out of breath they broke away. Nathan rested his forehead on hers and opened his eyes, meeting her sweet gaze. Aislin rubbed her nose against his and Nathan got goosebumps as his heart pounded. "I missed you," Aislin said gently, looking him in the eye and running her hands through his blonde hair. "You too," Nathan admitted, closing his eyes and breathing deeply, intoxicated with his scent. "Where did they move you?" he asked, stroking her behind her back. Aislin pulled her forehead off his forehead and Nathan opened his eyes. The princess bent