Judith gulped. She rubbed her neck as goosebumps lined her skin. She needed Nimbh like right now and instead, Valerie was talking about Meryl and her estate. “Look Valerie,” Judith said, ignoring how indecently Lord Alburn had cupped her breasts and fondled them. “It is not my fault that Lord Alburn couldn’t keep Meryl in his house. As for the Windley estate, I am getting a better deal from Lord Alex. He is paying me a higher amount and his only condition is that he marries Meryl. I think it will benefit us all in the long run.”
Judith was not a fool to let this deal go. When Lord Alex had announced his plans to marry Meryl, Judith was shocked. She had made full plans on extracting Meryl out of Lord Alburn’s house. However, when her people reached his mansion, they came to know that Meryl was missing from there. Fear cruised through Judith as to whether Alburn had
Judith was seething with rage. “You are taking advantage of my situation!” she shouted. Her stomach was twisting in knots and she felt that if she stayed even one minute without the drug, she would die. “A hundred coins for one vial of blood is a crazy amount!” Valeri tipped her head up and laughed. When she looked back at Judith, she smirked. “Then you should have thought about it earlier, Judith. We gave you a great option. You could have traded Meryl and sold your estate to us, but you got greedy.” She waved her hand as if to dismiss her. “Anyway, I don’t have the time for your gibberish. If you have the money to pay, you pay, else you can leave!” Shock cruised through her body. She pursed her lips. She knew that Valerie was a tough businesswoman who never mingled emotions with business. Her body was shivering uncontrollably. With shaky hands,
Stunned, she whipped her head and her eyes locked up with those of Brishor. His pine green eyes stared at her intensely as his frame covered the door of the main hall intimidatingly. Fury settled in his features in his sharp cheekbone and tightly clenched jawline. His hair looked ruffled as if he had stepped out of a storm. He looked… beautiful. Shock blasted through her and it overwhelmed her senses. Meryl drew in a sharp breath. The way Brishor stared at her, it was as if he was stalking a prey. He looked menacing as hell. How did he find her? Everyone in the hall was looking in his direction. She flushed heavily, not expecting the male like him to ever find her. As if this wasn’t enough, she saw Chezzal walking and standing right behind him. He too was staring at her. The two seethed with power. She could feel the magic swirling around them. She could sense it, could see the magic tangling around her,
Judith’s face drew tight. Thunder and lightning streaked the sky outside and it began raining. This was her magic that she used on a permanent basis to scare the people of Windley. “Can you elaborate as to why you are seeking Meryl?” All her plans were going to go down the drains. Her stepdaughter was always a thorn in her eyes. And now this man. What was it that she had done for these men to come and seek her so urgently? Lord Alex fumed at Brishor but the man’s personality was so intimidating that instead of confronting him, he turned to look at Judith and said, “I would like to have a private audience with Meryl!” Judith was already so peeved at this intrusion that she said, “Yes, m’lord.” She turned to see Patsy who was standing in the corner, completely confused and shivering while wondering what punishment Judith would give to her lady now.
Pain rippled in Judith’s wrists and she swayed. She used her magic to treat her pain. And with all the borrowed magic inside her, she had to use a lot of it to ease it. She felt a little comforted and knew that if she used anymore of her magic, she would be needing another dose of Nimbh quicker than she usually required. While she was using her magic, she couldn’t believe what Brishor just said. “What do you mean that she owes you a debt?” She gave Meryl a withering stare. “What has this girl been up to?” She wanted to accuse Meryl of slutting but she stopped herself because Lord Alex was standing there. However, Lord Alex also got curious and he frowned. “I would also like to know what she owes you?” Rage was climbing up his chest and mind. Brishor wanted to kill Lord Alex once and for all. But he was trying to judge the whole situation. He looked at M
Brishor held Meryl’s hand tightly and walked through the main hall, down the corridor to the guest rooms and then right after the landing of a stairwell, they came to the parlor. When they reached the parlor, Brishor turned to Patsy and said, “Can you get some tea and food for us?” as if to dismiss her.Patsy blinked at him for being so direct. She was now beginning to get scared about Meryl. She cocked her head to look at Meryl as if telling her to not worry and then bowed to him. “Yes, m’lord.” Then in a very low voice she said to Brishor, “Please don’t hurt her…”“I won't,” Brishor assured her. She bowed again to him and left. As soon as she left, Chezzal bolted the door and used his magic to seal the sound from going out.
There was a shine in her eyes as Viola looked at Chezzal. She fluttered her eyelashes and then touched her neck delicately, seductively. Chezzal raised his eyebrow at what she was doing and then scoffed. He turned his attention back to Meryl who was staring at Viola. When she didn’t budge from her place, Viola frowned at her and said, “Didn’t you listen to what I just said? Mother and Lord Alex are waiting for you in the main hall.” Before Meryl could take a step forward to leave, Brishor growled, “From now on every conversation that will take place with Meryl has to be in my presence. So, Meryl will not go anywhere. If anyone wants to talk to her, it better be when I am around.” Viola was stunned into silence. Suddenly this man was showing so much dominance over Meryl, but she knew that it was becaus
Anxious as hell, Judith looked at Lord Alex for support but he too was bewildered and was staring at Brishor incredulously. “I am here to buy the estate,” said Lord Alex. “The deal with Lady Judith was that once I buy the estate, I will also marry Lady Meryl.” Brishor shrugged. “So, what can I do?” Lord Alex was offended by his indifferent demeanor. “So, you can't interfere in our plans. I will marry Meryl.” He got up and took the ring out of his pocket that he had retrieved from the velvet box which Brishor had crushed. “Meryl is mine and I will marry her. If I don’t marry her, then this deal is off!” Saying that he walked towards Meryl to make her wear the ring forcibly. But before he could reach her, Chezzal jumped at an alarming speed in front of Meryl and was standing there with a growl tha
Brishor walked with Meryl, his prized possession to the guest room where she was leading him. All the while his eyes were on her. He was burning with the need to be with her for she was still unclaimed. He knew that Chezzal was burning with the same need. Even though they had their little ‘reunion’ in the parlor, it was not enough. He just wanted to gather her in his arms and savor her, devour her for his whole life. Patsy was walking with Meryl and he wanted to pluck her away from her, feeling jealous that this maid behaved so possessively towards her. He wondered if he would have to take Patsy with them to Galdere when they left Windley with Meryl. Brishor could have easily bought the castle and removed Alex in one fine move for Meryl, but there was something he didn’t like about the place. He could smell magic. It was not strong, but it wasn’t weak e
“What is it?” Brishor said, his face drained of color. He looked at Chezzal who was looking as ghastly as the past several hours. He had to give it to Chezzal that he had more strength than him in such situations. “Oh! Another head is forming!” The healer informed her. “Push, Meryl!” Meryl pushed again with whatever energy she was left with. “We got another boy!” The healer announced. Cendyt rushed back and was now going crazy! “I got two grandsons!” she cried out of pleasure. Brishor came to stand right beside Meryl on her right. “My queen,” he whispered as he held her hand and squeezed it softly. “You’ve made us so proud.” A teardrop fell on Meryl’s hand.
Meryl had had a long chat with Cendyt about heats. Cendyt had told her the implications of it. She had said that it had been hundreds of years since Galdere has seen the face of a royal child. The reason why she was interested in marrying and putting up with Tere’s bullshit was that she wanted a baby, an heir for Galdere. Tere was ready to marry Angus, but Brishor wanted to find his third mate. In case Brishor never married or never found his mate, Angus’s child would have been the heir to the throne.Cendyt had made it amply clear to Meryl that she wanted grandchildren and wanted them fast. She also said that female dragons came in heat once a year, but she didn’t know what was the case with her, because she was turned. Meryl thought it was better to watch and wait. Maybe, she was going to exhibit the same traits as any other dragon female.
Chezzal thought that he had got inside her too fast. What about her pleasure? He thrust inside her lazily and kissed her lips. He nibbled at her bottom lip and whispered, “I want to go down and lick you.”His dirty words aroused her as hell. She bucked her hips into his to show what she wanted. He chuckled. “You are wicked.”He pulled out and started kissing her. He left a trail of kissed all the way from her lips to the hollow of her neck, her breasts, belly and then to her sex. Once there, he licked off her juices with his tongue until she started groaning needily.“Ah! I can't take it anymore,” she hissed. Brishor turned his face over her chest and began suckling them lazily.Chezzal lifted his head up to see
Brishor set Meryl on her feet. There was so much brightness around her that it blinded her for a moment. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself surrounded by huge mountains and snow all around interrupted by tall firs and pines. The snow was fresh and glistening on the mountain slopes as the sun shone brilliantly over them.“Where are we?” she asked, when Brishor took her hand and tugged her to a log cabin that stood on a ledge of a slope, surrounded by a thicket of pines, just a few meters away. The cabin looked… dark and lonely. It was as if there was no one around it. With snow crunching under their boots, and her sandals, they stepped ahead. But seeing that her sandals had become immediately wet, Brishor picked her up. Cold wind blew and fluttered her veil. She wondered how cold this place would be at night. Chezzal came from behind and lifted her veil.
Meryl climbed the dais, her gaze locked with his through the veil. Brishor couldn’t wait to touch her, so he took her hand and helped her climb the steps of the dais. When she came to stand beside him, Brishor couldn’t help thinking that he was the luckiest man in the Lore. His gaze was fixed on her as her maids helped her with the train of her dress. When she was settled, Brishor took her hand to his lips and kissed it as he stared through her veil into her eyes. He just couldn’t help it. “You look beautiful,” he breathed. Meryl’s face heated up and her heartbeat accelerated. Brishor would have continued to look at his mate had the priest not coughed up. “Your Highness, should we start with the ceremony?” Meryl chuckled and Brishor had to leave her hand. They turned to look at the audience and the priest began to chant ancient liturgy. As soon as
Brishor was nervous like a boy who was going to get his first kiss from his girlfriend, or from any girl for that matter. His mother had taken Meryl from their room saying that she needed to be dressed properly because the girl was about to become the queen of Galdere. That’s why Brishor was left alone with Chezzal and Ludwig.Ludwig was making a huge commotion. He blamed Brishor for delaying and because of him, he wasn’t able to meet Penny. It had been close to two hours and the men in the room had become edgy. The servants were supposed to be happy because their king was getting married, instead they were scared when the three mighty men may burst with anger.“You are looking gorgeous!” Ludwig grated. “I am sure you look better than Meryl even. Now will you just walk out of here and get married?”
After what she did to Meryl, Tere wasn’t allowed anywhere near the royalty. Angus was taken out of the prison and when she came to know she had rushed to meet him, but Tere wasn’t allowed to enter the palace by the guards. Even her father’s influence couldn’t get her there. Later, she came to know that Dirk was informed that his daughter was banned from entering or meeting Angus or for that matter any other royalty.Tere was shocked. Her bitterness rose to the next level against Meryl and now she needed solid revenge. That is why when Dirk was invited to the ball, she made a plan in which she was going to use the same tactic she used last time. Her father would put her down, make her feel low and then Meryl would come out, feeling like a doormat.Dirk had somehow smuggled his daughter in the palace’s grounds the previous nigh
Meryl lips curled up. “I am yours…” she breathed.Brishor pulled her up and crashed his lips over hers in a chaste, yet passionate kiss. “I love you,” he whispered in her ear and twirled her once again. She squealed merrily as he brought her to a stop in his arms.A few moments later, other couples joined them on the dance floor and a mood of merriment was set.Brishor gave her to Chezzal after the first dance and then went to talk to his mother and other guests who had surrounded her. Since the wedding was in two days and since Galdere kingdom was witnessing a royal wedding after a long time, his mother was of the opinion that not only the netizens of Galdere should be invited, but kings and queens of other kingdoms too should be invited. And Brishor really didn’t wa
71Meryl lay between her mates, post coital. If having sex like a human was thrilling, having sex like an immortal was like a bomb blast. She was heaving, sweat slicked and glowing. She was exhausted and wanted to sleep. As for the dragons, they wanted more. “You both can now go to hell,” she chuckled.“Then you are coming to hell with us,” Brishor said as he nipped her earlobe.“No, I am going to stay right here,” Meryl laughed.Chezzal coiled his arms around her and pulled her close to his chest. He tucked her head beneath his chin and closed his eyes. “She is tired, Brishor. Give her some time to be ready for us.”“Yes, I will be ready in another two day