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Amara’s povI waited with my eyes closed, the feel of his fingers around my neck and his breath tickling the skin of my ear was all I could sense as he clasped what felt like a necklace onto my neck."You can open them now." He whispered and I did as he asked me to.My eyes widened as he stepped away from me leaving me to gaze at my reflection and revel in the sight of the necklace around my neck, the vivid red diamonds contrasting my white ball gown yet complementing it in the most beautiful of ways.I could merely manage a gasp because I couldn't find my words at the magnificence of the gift and how perfectly it fits my neck, resting elegantly on my collar bone, "Thank you.""I knew it would fit you perfectly ." He walked forward and wrapped his arms around my waist and I saw him drop a kiss on my ear as he whispered, "You deserve the best, my queen."Do I? A small voice rang in my head flooding me with the guilt that I had this morning and a lump formed in my throat as I grazed my
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Amara’s povI realized that I could use more of the little pep talk I gave Orian when I got to the hall where the coronation was to take place. Yikes, there are a lot of people, Cora chimed in ad I peered nervously outside the carriage window seeing how large the number of people teaming into the hall was and I wondered if it was going to contain them all. I could also perceive the scents of different creatures that I never imagined I would come across in my lifetime."You are nervous." A hand reached out to mine holding it and I turned my attention to Penelope-Iris, "You should be calm.""I am trying to be." My chuckle betrayed my words as it sounded with all the unease to ever exist but I was glad to have her here by my side. She came around and I know she'd still hold some resentment in her heart but she's ready to give this new development a chance and she isn't hostile.I was with her in the carriage and she was to walk me in, Orian is with Ares in another carriage, and Nexus,
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Orian's pov The coronation ball was gradually turning into a nightmare, one I never envisioned. I wish I could be pinched, I wish it was one of those night terrors where I get to scream and wake up but it wasn't and I had to watch it all unfold before me with the spectators crowding the ball room applauding the scene before them while I silently withdrew to the back to recollect my thoughts and process my emotions.My heart was currently breaking into a thousand pieces that I wasn't sure could be picked up this time, the pain gnawed at my insides like a tiny thousand needles being inserted in my very being and poked harshly by the one I cherished the most and all I could do was stand behind and watch.And it came to a point where I couldn't bear it anymore, I handed over my wine glass which I hadn't taken a sip from due to the bitterness clinging in my throat, and made my way out of the room hoping nobody would notice but I already guessed that they wouldn't for
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Orian’s povDon't overthink Orian, I tried to calm myself down, it's just you and her. It doesn't matter who she dances with, your heart belongs to her, and hers to you. You are her soulmate."There you are." I turned around to see Cyrus walking into the balcony with a huge grin on his face. He bowed slightly in my direction before stalking over to where I stood and positioned himself by my side while I returned to my former position gazing forward acting like he wasn't there."What a night." He let out a sigh, "Care for?" I turned to see him offering me a cigar, one was already placed between his lips and I politely declined watching as he kept the pack aside and lit the one in his mouth, "You used to smoke at times if I remember clearly.""That was then and it was on occasions." I couldn't remember the last one I lit one. A bad habit I had picked up in prison I only did it then when I was stressed and trying to calm my nerves. It was when I freshly got out of prison and burdened
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Orian’s povOur hands were joined, fingers linked with wide smiles on our aching faces as we bade our final goodbyes to the cheering crowd. The footman opened the door to the carriage and I help Amara in, tucking in the excess length of her ball gown after her and with one last wave, I got into the carriage and let out a sigh as the door was shut.The carriage began to move across the street lined up with people on each side with their hands in the air throwing roses at the carriage as we moved with jolly looks on their faces. We had to turn to each window waving at them, matching their light hearted expressions as the carriage pulled away taking the path to our new castle.After a while, it rode through the huge gates that led to the expanse of land where the castle was situated and I watched with glee as Amara's eyes were never torn from the window as she admired the scenery of our new home.As we drew closer, I could already see Ailleen waiting outside with the team of house staff
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Orian's pov I let out a breath of relief from my lips as I carefully released a snoring Amara from my arms and laid her on the bed. Her divine lips parted in a sigh the instant her body met with the soft white covers and she huddled closer to herself mumbling rubbish as she drew her legs up and wrapped her arms around her knees.I stepped back taking in the sight before me and a smile graced my lips admiring her form, I am utterly whipped for this woman, the realization settled within me despite me knowing already and I think there should be a word for what I feel for her.Her head was resting against the pillows, long blonde hair scattered across the headrests, her huge ball gown filling the space around her making her look like a blown-up marshmallow.I reached down and released her knees from her hold, straightening her legs and she turned over murmuring my name and something about pie. I laughed taking her feet in my hands and massaging them tenderly knowing t
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Orian’s povI took in a huge breath not knowing how well to comfort him that his future mate would never abuse him or make his life difficult like the last woman he was with did, "You have to forget the past Nexus, and look at the future. The person meant for you is going to accept you with her whole being and never put you through hell like the last. I just know she's out there waiting for you, you both just have to be led to each other.""Stop with the poetic shit." He snorted walking over to the sink to rinse his hands, "Thank you for listening to me now let's get to work." We were in my new office pondering over Japheth's death, what I planned to do with my predicament, and what we were going to make out of the information that we found out from the book I once stole from Hector's hidden library."Whoever was out to kill him and his second in command surely didn't want them to survive," I noted to Nexus as we looked at the pictures taken from the scene.
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Amara's pov There was an unfamiliar tune playing in my head at the moment. It was strange yet beautiful suiting the ephemeral moment and contrasting with the feelings flooding within me.What I felt was bliss, pure bliss which was near orgasmic and excitement enveloped my heart making me stare at the starry night with a sly satisfied grin as I felt Cyrus grow wearier atop me.His movements were now frail, almost unwilling as he struggled to keep up with mine. He wasn't as energetic as when we first started and his weak grunts filled my ears indicating signs of fatigue as he got spent out, collapsing against me with one last painful yet guttural sigh indicating relief.The tune playing in my head which was unknown was now familiar to me, I could give it a name, could justify why I felt it at the moment. It suited the joy I experienced, the liberation that came with the scandalous moment which was worth the hassle. I stretched my toes in anticipation, my smile wi
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Orian's pov"Your majesty." A hand shook my shoulder with much force as the voice called out and I jerked raising my head to see Emery standing before me with a look of worry in her eyes, "Ah, I was worried when you weren't replying for a while...""Emery." I got up from the floor and brushed my hands on my pants, "Is Amara well? Is she alright?"She gave me a sad look and took in a deep sigh before taking the seat next to us. Her hands cradled her head as she looked like she was in deep thought, "You should never have brought her here, your majesty.""You think I do not know that ma?" I whispered sitting next to her expecting the worst with the emotions she relayed, "Please tell me my wife is well?"She turned her head looking at me with her eyes glossy with tears and I blinked keeping mine back bracing myself for what was to come, "It worked." As I heard those two words, relief that I had never known washed through me and I let out a great sigh Falling back agai
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Orian's pov There was an unwavering eerie feeling that settled within me the moment I entered Avalon, this hunch was something I could say emanated from the air of gloom settling above the kingdom ridding it of its light just as it had rid me of the glee I felt when I was on my way here.Something was wrong.I just knew it.And I had begun to imagine that the message Nexus had passed across about me returning home soon had very little thing to do with Amara and my family missing me and everything to do with a tragedy that I couldn't quite figure out what it could be. I didn't give much thought to it, I clutched onto my bag, and my other hand held another package that bore gifts for Amara.I couldn't go on a journey without picking up everything that I saw would fit her and as I walked my way towards the castle, I focused on the glee of my journey being successful and not on the in-depth feeling of dread settling in my belly. The journey had
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Amara's pov I remember everything.These words rang through my brain as I snapped my eyes open, willing myself to pull away from the terrifying nightmare that had me in its claws pining me away from reality.I lifted myself from the bed, sitting upright with my fingers holding at my throat as I tried to steady my breathing and I instantly noticed that I was alone.Orian wasn't beside me.I tried to call out his name but my voice felt hoarse and I was too weakened from the aftermath of the dream to muster the strength to call out for him knowing that he'd be around somewhere.I instinctively reached for the bottle of water by the bedside and grabbed at it, popping open the cover before turning it over and taking big terrifying gulps to soothe the thirst in my throat after that, I got to the strawberries, eating them greedily with my heart warming at how thoughtful Orian was to place them there for me and as I sat there eating, I remembered it all, my dream, my forgotten reality.
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Orian's povI had the loveliest of dreams.One in which Amara loved me and I let her love me.I didn't want to force my eyes open as I was enwrapped in the blissful reverie of the dream, the state in which I was presently was one of unattained bliss as the images of what had happened tainted my memories.I moved against the bed, my hand reaching out instinctively to draw the person next to me closer, and as bare skin met soft bare skin igniting a fire of remembrance against us, I noticed that I was naked, we were naked with what felt like a single blanket covering us up.I opened my eyes to look down so as I confirm what I felt and it was true.We were bare, entangled together within the sheets and the most beautiful and most noticeable contrast that I had ever seen came to play before my eyes. Amara's skin, so translucent and ever appealing was illuminated by the glow of the moonlight reminding me of why I had picked her nickname for her, lunny svet.moy malen'kiy
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Amara's pov Growing up, I had often wondered how my first kiss would be. My imagination ran wild at creating the perfect scenarios. Would it be when my partner and I were running in the rain and he would turn to sneak a quick one leaving me in pleasurable surprise or would it be at a park? Running in the fields gasping with exhaustion and he seals his lips to mine while laying me against the soft grass?All these scenarios filled my daydreams and even when I met Grump and confirmed we were soulmates, his face filled my dreams leaving me wondering what our first kiss would be like and when it would be.I have had many imaginations but nothing beats what was going on right now and nothing ever will. What transpired at the moment had fulfilled my fairy tale need for a perfect first kiss and it had me curling my toes with my eyes shut and my fingers gripping at the fabric of his coat when I wanted badly to slip them around his neck and pull him closer to deepen the kis
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Orian's povDear Diary, I am 30 today.30 years of my miserable existence.What's the essence of birthdays if my mother always cursed the day I was born and the people around me perceived me as insufferable?I feel as gloomy as ever, it isn't any different from the rest as I am reminded of all the tragic incidents that happened after my 5th birthday which started with losing snow and I still blame myself no matter how much Amara tells me that it was never my fault.I wonder what will happen today? What tragic thing fate has in store for me. Would I finally die or I would lose the woman that I hold close to my heart?I didn't tell her that it was my birthday today.She would get excited not knowing how much I hated birthdays and then she would get disappointed when she found out that this was the unluckiest day in my life and I feared that she might be affected.I might understand why my mother cursed the day I was born frequently, even if Amara has told me a lot that none of it that
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Amara's pov There was happiness before me because of the festival but only terror filled my heart as I rubbed my fingers against my chest trying to be rid of the terrible feeling lodged in me which was caused by the nightmares I had recently.Orian's PTSD had gotten worse these days, after finding him on the day he had sneaked off claiming he was alright. He had frequent nightmares and flashbacks that had him ending up in terrible states which resulted in him shying away from me most of the time.I felt like a failure in these moments, At first mating with him hadn't improved his scars or health which he badly wanted gone. The curse was still somewhat effective and my doing my best in trying to help him in matters related to trauma hadn't done much.I reached my hand up to my neck, my fingers clutching at the necklace I wore now which was a gift from Penelope, Akanther's widow and just then, she just then she looked in my direction smiling at me and waving for
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Orian's pov A groan passed my lips as I bent over a seat to rest on it. My hand instinctively went to my face cradling my dressed wound which had begun to ache immediately after I sat.We had started the preparations for the festival and my gaze went to where Amara stood with the rest of the team as she discussed with them with her hands tucked in her pockets and her loose ponytail falling down her back. I didn't have the chance to fix it properly after our raunchy explorations in the library moments ago and just then she looked behind her, her green eyes meeting mine and cheeks reddening, no doubt she had remembered exactly the scenes I was replaying in my head with her back pressed against the shelves and legs hooked around my waist while I drove into her warm heat.I swallowed shaking my head and willing the thoughts away before I got a hard-on in public which would lead to me stealing her away again despite the ache in my wound and the many things we had to
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Amara’s pov"How did you meet Akanther?""At a club." He replied threading his fingers in mine, "I used to go there to clean the shoes of the men, they paid pretty well and he was impressed by me the first time I cleaned his. He got me food and was perplexed when I ran home with it instead of eating it right there as he saw I looked famished. I had to share it with my sister and she told me about how we shouldn't trust him thinking he could be like our parents.""She cared about you Orian. I am glad you both had each other during those times.""I never saw Akanther again after that year but I met him a few times before he traveled back and the next time I saw him again was when I turned thirteen and Imelda was sick then. I talked to him and he mentioned taking me along with him back to his kingdom because he had taken a liking to me, it was an offer I gladly accepted on the condition that I bring Imelda along and he agreed. We were to leave that same night and I got home quickly to ge
