Katherine "Come in." I said, dropping the coffee mug on the wooden stool beside my bed. The door swung open and he bowed on instinct. "You called for me, Your Grace." "Yes. Shut the door, will you?" I said with a wave of my hand. He did and turned back to look at me. His grey eyes traveled from my face to my exposed cleavage and my nipples that weren't so much as protected by the lacy gown I wore. His eyes traveled down to my thighs and legs and his throat bobbed. "You called for me, Your Grace."His voice bold and unshaken even if his eyes betrayed him. "Quit the formalities, Sir Adrienne. I see the way you look at me with those eyes of yours that beg to see me undressed." I said, rising from my bed. I trailed him, swinging my hips left and right, his eyes drinking me in. "I hear Evanara was your bride and my husband stole your right." His eyes darkened on the sentence and my lips curled upwards. "I've also heard what transpired when she came looki
Evanara I awoke to a hand over mouth and nose and something sharp teased my neck. "Scream and I'll slit your throat." A male's voice said behind me. I stilled, eyes darting over to the edge of the bed where Gawain usually sat. He wasn't there. Instead I saw another cloaked figure standing at the edge of the bed, watching. He'd returned to his chambers last night on Katherine's request. Cold sweat trickled down my neck and my breath hitched. Pair of hands yanked me from my bed and another pair tied a cloth around my mouth. Something fell over my face and all I could see was darkness. My hands were tied in front of me tightly. They could have easily slit my throat and ended me when I was asleep but they were taking me captive. If they went through all this trouble just to cart me away blindfolded, I was important to them and they wouldn't try to kill me. Someone pushed me forward and another yanked my hands, pulling me by the rope that tied them. I heard the slight creak
Evanara Surprisingly, the next morning, Gawain didn't bring breakfast to the room. Instead, he said we would be eating with his family. The maids had been released but he changed them. Now we were seated at the long mahogany table that had enough room for over twenty people, evenly spaced but there were only seven of us. Gawain took the head of the table, his father at the other end of it. Katherine had taken the seat to his right and his mother took the seat to his left. The old hag was surprisingly present again and she'd taken the seat next to Hera. Leaving me to seat beside Prince Dameon who was beside Katherine. At the table there was a silence, but not one of happy eating. There was tension and the few unsaid words that filled the air fell like dirty pebbles onto the table. I looked about at the faces, how the tightness of their jaws and shoulders are reflected in one another. My belly became tight and I felt the hunger i felt slip away from me slowly,well, t
Evanara I didn't leave my room for the rest of the day. I only moved a few times when i needed to relieve myself. I ignored who ever knocked on the door and remained in bed. My stomach churned a couple of times but i ignored it. Mostly because i was scared of opening the door and finding him outside my room. I would sneak out night and find something to eat. I looked out the window. Only the black night showed ahead. It took me back to my days as a child. Mother would not let me leave the house so i could not go to school like the other children would. She personally tutored me. I had first seen the stars and the moon from books. Had craved to go outside to see for myself but every time i had spoken about it, she would change the topic and start telling me stories. Intriguing stories. None ever of humans. She only spoke of impossible things and i had always listened with rapt attention. In her burning eyes, i had seen excitement, wildness and happiness whenever she spoke about a wor
Evanara While Gawain prepared for the trip the next day, I visited the Circle. Teaching the younger girls to dance was refreshing. Especially when I had their full genuine attention. Gaia and Erika didn't bug me like they usually did. At some point, they had even joined me. Later in the evening, Orien came to pick me up. During the ride home we had a chit-chat. I learned that he wasn't just Head of Knights, he was Gawain's childhood and best friend. He told me about Gawain's childhood. Prince Dameon had been brought up from birth as the heir to the throne. Being trained as well. Gawain never had interest in those things. He'd stuck to books and the first time he had been forced to wield a sword, he'd cut himself. According to Orien, Gawain had frozen on seeing his own blood. Thereafter, he began shaking. Gawain dreaded the sight of blood. It had also taken him a long time before he could go near knives or scissors or even swords. Or even, the barracks itself. I laughed as Or
Katherine I gazed upon the miserly guard who had brought back the letter Gawain had planned to give Oleia. "His Majesty said to give the Dowager Empress Oleia, your grace. He will kill me if I give it to anyone else," he repeated for the third time. I stood from Gawain's chair and approached the guard. "Give. It. To. Me."I said, each word a silent threat with a stretched palm. His eyes dipped down to my palm and then back to my face. There was clear defiance in them. A loyal dog and more importantly, a problem. My lips curled up. "Alright." He loosed a breath. "Adrienne." An order. I turned around, leaving the man to his fate, and strolled back to the chair. My chin rested on my hand and I watched Adrienne trail the guard who now understood what was about to happen. His face turned pale and I sniggered at the sheer sight of it. Adrienne unsheathed his sword and in one movement, slit the man's throat. The sealed letter dropped from his fingers and his hands held
Evanara "Gods above! You are her!" The stern looking guard exclaimed, startling me. I looked to my side and found him bowing. "Head Mage Elpis." I put my hand up in front of me, making a no sign. "I'm not... No."I said. The people who had been passing by earlier seemed to have paused too. They were looking between me and the portrait. They began whispering. I looked to Gawain for help and he only shrugged. "What is this?!" A familiar voice boomed across the hallway. The whispers ceased and the people bowed almost immediately. "Head Mage Adonis."they chanted in unison. "Have I not said to maintain decorum when threading the Lost Hallway?"he asked them with such authority that I almost found myself bowing like them in shame. "Punish us, Head Mage!" They cried in unison. Would they really be punished? It wasn't their faults that I turned up looking the way my mother must have looked the last time they had seen her. I opened my mouth to speak but the He
Katherine "Tell me."I said, scribbling down words on the sheet that had been blank a few minutes ago. " Empress Oleia has been snooping around the barracks more often than usual. She's been there five times today. I think she might be on to something. She's noticed their appearances." I stopped writing and looked over my shoulder. "I made you Head of Knights and guards and you can't take care of an old woman? Don't make me laugh Adrienne. Do what you have to. She can't find out what you've been up to. Unless you want her to... That'd be bad for you." I returned to my writing. "For me? I only followed your orders." I tipped my head backwards and roared with laughter. Still laughing, i stood and leaned against the chair. "No one would believe you. After all, I'm just the lonely, sad, barren and incapable wife of the Emperor. How could i have access to the Emperor's guards rations and pay when those things are only accessible to you, Orien and Gawain himself? " I tsked thrice. "I
I stood before a large oak tree with my back turned to Zephyros. He had brought me here a moment ago after taking me from Tymon's without my permission. I had predicted something like this. His restraint burned to ashes the moment he saw me in the fighting leathers. I just hadn't predicted he would bring me to the middle of nowhere i could recognize. I felt him behind me,a steady wall of heat that threatened to warm me up from the inside,dare i let it. I closed my eyes as a familiar thrill built up inside me. I could not afford for him to smell my need. Control. I needed to control myself else my skin would light up again. It was difficult but with ice in my core and steel for bones, i turned around and met his predatory gaze with cold eyes. "Why have you brought me here?"My question came out as a song,silencing the birds that chirped in the air and the wind that howled in the distance,each word coming out an octave higher than the last. He gave me a knowing lo
"Why?" I asked with a yawn. My joints and muscles ached from the transformation and the cold. I held the quilt tighter and waited for her reply. She was silent for a long time and I found myself already dozing before she finally said, "Rest. You are tired." I did not protest as her voice was a lull on its own. I fell into dreamless sleep and for the first time in years, I felt like I was being looked after. I awoke shortly after to the sound of raised voices outside my room. I squinted at the brightness and looked out the square window. It was morning already yet I felt like I hadn't slept in days. The voices grew louder, causing my focus to shift from the window. I stared at the door and lifted my right hand. I cocked my head slightly before pointing at the door and glamouring it without so much as a thought. The voices grew distant until all i could hear were the birds chirping from far away. I sighed and drew the covers over my head. I dozed, only to be awoken by something slamming
Zephyros "You will go and bring her back this instant!" My cousin yelled again and I cringed inwardly at her foul display of childishness but made no effort to reply her. I gripped my pen hard yet not enough to break it. I had cut down men, impaled my enemies on stakes, burned lands and lands that housed creatures that threatened my kind, surely, a cranky woman... Or three cranky women were nothing to me. "The situation at Gantreth?" I question Bren, scribbling down a message for their scrawny leader. As per tradition, to visit a land, you must notify and gain permission first. Showing up and tearing down their gates would have been easier but Father refuses violence. I am a creature of violence and he continuously tries to hold me down. You're brooding. You should go bring her back, Zephyr. I didn't need to look up to know Bren was frowning down at me. I could hear it in his voice. Feel him in my head even. I frowned mentally at him and pulled my mental s
I snorted. "I know what I look like. You are not it." It rumbled again. "You tell fine jokes, child. Without me, you are nothing. Look closely. Tell me what you see. Who you see." I peered up at its bright eyes. It blinked and its slitted gold turned blue, like its scales... I paused. Those eyes... The time I'd invaded Dameon's thoughts, I had seen me with them but I had disregarded it, knowing I didn't have blue eyes. Looking closer at its hairy scales made me want to touch my hair. They were the same color. I snorted. My mind was playing tricks on me. I would know if I was a... A... I frowned again. What was it? "What are you? Do you have a name?" I asked again. "I am you." It repeated in thick layers. I tried to growl but I ended up making an embarrassing sound. It merely watched me with wise old eyes. How was I supposed to ask it questions if it kept giving vague and odd answers? I rubbed my forehead with my thumb. If it thought it was me
My body jerked as he yanked out the sword, cutting through flesh and no doubt bones. I choked again and coughed as I staggered backwards, staring at nothing but my brother's face. An illusion. It had to be. He was dead. He was dead. I fell on my knees as my surroundings started to darken. Was it getting dimmer or was I starting to black out? I placed my hands on the gash and coughed again. The metallic tang in mouth tasted so disgusting I had to spit it out. I looked up. It was him. Kevan. Grown. Fully grown into a man. His eyes were so cold and distant. He smiled down at me and I noticed the fangs in his mouth. Fangs? The tip of his ears were rounded like a human. His hair was long but not the Fae kind of length. He looked ordinary, yet not. From the corner of my eyes, I saw Bren inching towards him with a raised sword. "No!" I cried. He paused, fuming. "No?! He harmed my mate!" His voice came out in layers, making the ground vibrate. His eyes... T
Nyxaria's lips compressed into a thin white edged line. "No. That isn't right. Maybe... Maybe you aren't feeling well. There can not be Faebane here." I blinked uncomprehendingly. "You think I wouldn't know if I was ill?" I pointed at the entrance. "There is something wrong here Nyx. I am not ill." She made an impatient sound and her eyes narrowed. "You don't understand. It is near to impossible that Faebane be in this building. The security--" I inched forward. "Wasn't the security high in Alfheim as well? Yet, somehow, the entire hall got drugged and had no explanation for it. This," I pointed at the entrance again, " This is an actual explanation Nyx. If there is anything I've leant, it's that there's no such thing as impossible." Nyx's eyebrow pulled together in the biggest frown I'd ever seen on her face and her silver eyes burned with anger. "There is no--" Vivi dove between us and held both her hands up in front of her. "Okay. Okay. Calm your h
I got through training, though my thoughts were distorted. I found it hard to concentrate and I had to apologize to Kyria over and over again. It got harder when at the end of it all, I could not do a thing. "Do not berate yourself about it. You made major progress today. A little more practice and you will be perfect at it."Lord Vas wrapped his arm around my shoulder and patted my head on the way out. "Lord Vas. Lady Danae. My my, isn't this lovely?" Tymon walked in through the huge doors, arms spread out like he was expecting a hug. I cocked my head and Lord Vas retracted his arm that rested on my neck. I heard Zephyros's growl behind me and chose to ignore it. "Tym, you are late." Anya quipped beside me, nose buried in another book bigger than her heart shaped face. The girl-woman never stopped reading. Tym's eyebrows rose and he gave that lopsided grin again. "Am I? The lesson's just about to begin."★★★★★★★★★★★★★★ Having Tymon host me was not
Katherine I toyed with the dagger in my hands as we strode to the stables. The horses were unnecessary but it was one of those days. I wanted my slaves to look upon their Queen. My other purpose was strengthening the barrier again. If Leandros was who my grandmother made him out to be, it would be a smart enough move for him to try intrude my lands now. I could not have that yet. Especially not with the resent losses I incurred with the mission. I clenched the dagger tightly with simmering rage. "How many did we lose?"I asked again. "None came back alive, my Queen." Adrienne answered again for the fifth time. I clenched my jaw. "You have investigated like I told you to?" "Yes, my Queen. Our sources tell me it was the dragon. He burned them alive at once." I swiveled and glared at Adrienne. "Did they not tell us Neradia would be unguarded?! Did they not tell us the one with ichor in his veins would be away?!" I screamed. His eyes widened and he b
The pungent smell of Faerie fruit was enough to make me befuddled. I refused the sixth cup that was offered to me, knowing how good I was at holding my liquor. I sat beside Lord Vas and his family on the dias, sticking to the left side of him and being forced to watch how crude the Lesser Fae really were when Faerie fruit was involved. "I must thank thee, My Lord!"A drunk Sylph with wickedly handsome features grinned and bowed clumsily, nearly toppling over the two Nymphs that he held by their waists. The first with long green hair kissed his face and neck, occasionally pinching her nipples through the thin silver fabric she wore. The other fumbled with his jacket and let out a growl when she could not take it off. She looked down and giggled before grabbing his crotch. "Patience pet." The male growled before moving away with his drunken companions. It was not the first nor was it the worst i had seen that night. I avoided gazing at the left corner of t