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
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Meryl narrated the incident at Tere’s party. By the end of Brishor was seething with anger. He wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his head at the base of her neck. Chezzal was too stunned to hear it all. Disbelief cruised through him. How could Tere lie to them after she and Mortana together connived to send Meryl away from both of them despite knowing that she was their mate.A muscle feathered in Chezzal’s jaw when he realized that Tere wanted to create major rift between the three of them. That was why she planted the idea in his head that he should marry Meryl instead of Brishor.When Brishor settled a little, he lifted his head to look in the eyes of his mate. He had thought of a hundred wrong things about her, but now everything was clear. He smoothed her hair and said, “I am sorry that you were treated so badly in
Panic struck Judith when she saw miasma rolling towards Viola. Judith tried her best to control it and then absorb it back inside her body. When it rolled back inside her, she breathed a sigh of relief, but by that time, Viola was already feeling dazed. She looked at her soup and finished it entirely.Judith snapped her gaze to look at Meryl and saw that her soup was untouched. Angered as hell, she shot her magic towards her once again. This time it shot with such serpentine speed that Brishor was unable to hold it, but once again everyone else in the room was dazed. They became quiet with their eyes glossy. In order to take revenge, Judith commanded Meryl, “Get up and slap Chezzal.” She wanted her to sow seeds of hatred in Chezzal for Meryl, so that he started comparing her with Viola and see how refined she was.Chezzal was shocked. Hi
Dazed, Viola was cleaning the horse dung in the stables. She was completely drenched as if she was working over there for hours. Glassy eyes and a blank expression, all she was doing was looking for dung and then running to collect it with her broom. “Gods above!” Meryl breathed. “Has she gone mad?” “M’lady, what are we going to do now?” said Patsy, feeling extremely nervous. “If Lady Judith sees that her daughter is cleaning the stables, she will order lashings to the stable hand and might hurt you!” Her hands were quaking out of sheer anxiety as she watched Viola from a distance. “Did you try to get her out of this place?” asked Meryl, taking a step closer to Viola. “Don’t go!” Patsy held her arm and stopped her. “She attacked me when I went
“I need more Niambh,” said Judith with desperation in her voice. She had asked her carriage man to race it to Valerie’s estate, where first she had gone to meet a jeweler to exchange all her jewelry. The jeweler gave her a hundred and ten gold coins for it. After that she had come to Valerie’s castle.Valerie had just entered the parlor where she had received Judith. She narrowed her eyes and stared at Judith. She had given her Niambh just a week back and the effects of it lasted more than a week in her experience with every customer she dealt with. “You look like you’ve eaten horse shit!” said Valerie as she settled on the sofa opposite to Judith and crossed her legs. “What’s wrong?”Judith rolled her eyes. She hadn’t eaten but she had definitely smelt it and a lot of it. “The
As soon as Judith left for Windley, Valerie asked her maid to get a carriage ready for her. She was going to go to Napane to visit Lord Alburn and tell him about the wealth of information Judith had spilled to her. She was so excited that while she was packing, she stumbled twice on the hem of her gown.Her father gave her permission to leave because she had told him that she was going to meet Alburn’s wife, who in her father’s eyes was Valerie’s very good friend.“But why this sudden urgency, Valerie?” asked her father as he placed his pipe on the ashtray.“I think Lady Susan is pregnant again. She has asked me to give her company because she doesn’t want the pregnancy while Lord Alburn wants it. I am only going there to console her,” she replied wit
Viola watched Judith taking out a small bottle of red draft. Judith’s eyes gave a warning to Viola when she opened her mouth to ask her about it. Viola snapped her mouth shut.“Meryl?” Judith called her in a pained voice.Meryl whipped her head towards her mother. Nervously, she asked, “What is it—” but she became absolutely quiet when a thick fog-like miasma shot towards her face and after that she didn’t remember anything. Even Viola was surrounded by the same miasma and she too had gone blank.“Drink this,” Judith ordered Meryl in a harsh voice, handing her the bottle with the draft.Meryl took the bottle from her mother’s hand and without a question, opened the lid and drank the entir
After Judith left his room, Lord Alex gulped his wine down. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve and his lips peeled back in a smile. When Judith had revealed her plans to him, he was surprised. The woman was too evil and too greedy. He chuckled because it was her greed that was important and he had to fuel it. He went to his chest and dug for the money purses that he had hidden below his clothes. He removed the red cloth and picked up every red velvet bag which contained gold coins. It was exactly the same amount of money Judith had asked for. He tossed them in a larger bag and tied it securely.Lord Alex then wore one of his nice suits, clutched the red velvet box that contained two gold bands and ordered a servant to arrange a carriage for him. When he came out, the short and thin carriage man bowed to him and held the door open for him to sit. Alex nodded, feeling joyous. He hummed a tune while sitting i
Brishor stared at him with eyes full of hatred. “Why would I abduct you when all I can do is lock you in this place forever?”“You can't do this!” Lord Alex squeaked. “This is against the law. You think I won't be able to break the seal and escape? Once I am out of this place, I will inform the king about you. He is going to behead you!”Brishor raised his eyebrow. “Interesting.” Not wanting to stay in this place even for a minute, he looked at Chezzal, who nodded and then exited. Alex scrambled to his feet and got up to follow Chezzal, but Brishor shoved him back. The slight push was like a heavy push to Alex. He hurled in the air and hit the wall. He screamed with pain, and tried to scramble back to his feet.“I— I will leave. I won't co
“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