Ayla woke up with a big headache. Light was coming through a window, making her feel worse. The bed was shaking. She closed back her eyes. “She is awake,” Ayla heard her mother’s voice. Ayla snapped her eyes open and saw her mother and grandmother. “How are you feeling?” her grandmother asked her. “My head hurts. And the bed is moving with me,” Ayla replied. Someone snorted. “You are not in your bed; you are in a carriage,” Galian’s voice came from nearby. Ayla blinked. “Why are we in a carriage?” “You don’t remember?” her father asked. He sat across from her next to Galian. Ayla tried to remember, but nothing came to her mind. Did they go to visit someone? But if so, why couldn’t she remember anything? “No,” she replied. “The Fire Mage did say she hurt her head pretty bad when she slipped on the ice. After all, she had been sleeping for days,” her mother said. Ayla sat, even if it made her sick. “What ice?” Ayla asked. King Amul narrowed his eyes. “You remember being in
A strong blizzard was sweeping across the land. Ayla lay awake in bed, listening to the howling of the wind through the window while her mind wandered. After thirteen years, she finally remembered her past with Rhobart. How much they loved each other and what they had had to endure. It was not all because of her father, as Sarya had told her, but rather because of the war with the Orcs. Rhobart and her were the only hope to defeat the Orcs. Rhobart was a skilled warrior and had already won a war, but she didn’t understand why she was important. She barely knew how to defend herself with a dagger and knew nothing about wars. The previous night, she felt the sparks of magic being born inside her, but her magic was too delicate to use yet. Nor did she know how. Sarya had told her she wouldn’t need magic runes to channel her mana, but she still didn’t know what spells she could use. Rhobart stirred something over the fire. Since he got up, he had tried to be quiet, probably not wanting
Maybe he will understand? He never said a word to her about it. Ayla tilted her head to look at him. “From what I remember, it was quite different. Sarya promised to restore your memories of what really happened.” Rhobart clenched his jaw. “The only thing that Snow Elf will touch is my sword when I bury it deep in her heart. I won’t let her touch me ever again. I don’t want to risk her fucking with my head even more than she already has.” “She won’t,” Ayla promised, but Rhobart shook his head. “You are stubborn, you know. “ Rhobart shrugged. “Enough about Sarya. Are you hungry?” Ayla nodded. The two bowls he had filled with food sat next to the cauldron, and Rhobart reached out his hand and grabbed them. Ayla tried to sit on the chair next to him, but he stopped her. “It will be uncomfortable for both of us if I sit on your lap while we eat.” “Then I’ll feed you.” “I am not a child,” Ayla retorted. “Feeding another person is an act of love.” The corners of her mouth
He grabbed her chin between his fingers and forced her to meet his gaze. “Even if I had ordered the massacre of the entire Erylas, I would have kept you alive. Not for altruistic motives but to make you pay for what you did to us. For what I was tricked into believing you did.” He ran his thumb over her bottom lip. “If only I knew earlier what I know now...” he murmured. “I missed you, you know. All these years, I found myself constantly thinking about you. There were days when I wondered if you would write to me again. When I was on the battlefield, drenched in the blood of the enemy, I knew I didn’t want to die without seeing your smile again. Once, I was badly injured. I thought that was my end. We were out of healing potions, and I was bleeding so much.... The idea of not holding your hand again...” his voice cracked. “Of not hearing your laughter ... gave me the strength for living. I wanted to live for you.” Her bottom lip trembled, and a few tears escaped her eyes. “I am sorry
Ayla licked her lips. “What about Hudde and Eude?” “Don’t talk about other men when you are with me,” he growled. “And they are another story since they are O’reek twins.” The rag brushed against her bundle of nerves, and she inhaled sharply. “They said they will have the same n’alxa. How is that possible?” She sounded raspy. His fingers were still laced through her hair, and as he dipped his head, he tightened his grip on it. “I don’t give a fuck how. Enough talk about the twins.” He spun her around and pushed her against the table. She leaned on her palms and forearms. “I am going to eat your cunt like it’s my last meal, and then I am going to fuck you. Hard,” he told her as he lifted her right leg and put her knee on the cold surface of the table. He fell on his knees and kissed her left thigh while pushing one finger inside her. Her breath hitched. Those invisible strings she felt when Rhobart and her had the alxa-lotx ceremony reappeared the previous night. They hummed with
The cabin’s door opened suddenly, and Eude burst inside, laughing. “Hope you two are not fucking. Although, I wouldn’t mind seeing the princess naked.” Ayla was sitting at the table drinking tea while Rhobart was preparing breakfast—porridge with nuts and berries from the winter bushes. While she had insisted on helping, Rhobart refused and sat her on the chair because, well, the previous night, they could barely keep their hands off each other, and she woke up delightfully sore. Even if a few days had passed since they completed the alxa-lotx, the desire they felt for each other was still very intense. Sarya had told her that the first few days after the bond was completed, Rhobart and her would spend most of the time in bed. Even now, after hours, days even, of being in Rhobart’s arms, she still wanted him. If not for her being sore and needing tea from healing plants, they would probably still be in bed. “I want to see her too,” Hudde yelled from behind and pushed Eude aside.
She expected Rhobart to refuse her, but to her surprise, after exhaling loudly, making his nostrils flare, he bent his head and kissed her tears away. He was not shy about showing his affection and love in front of others. In Myrthana, men almost never displayed their feelings for their wives in public, but in Nordmar, men would take any excuse to touch their women. “If it makes you feel better, then I will not go into the forest,” Rhobart told her. Her eyes went wide. He was taking her feelings into consideration. She smiled. “Thank you.” “Now, if you two are done being all lovey-dovey, could we leave? Or, if you want to get back under the furs, then we can patrol the forest while you two fuck,” Hudde said while grinning. Rhobart growled. “Keep talking like that, and I will cut out your tongue and that of your brother and give them to Kerra.” Kerra licked her whiskers. “I think it is time to gather our things. Right, brother?” Hudde asked. “Right,” Eude agreed. “We wi
After dinner, the hunters and Atlas cleaned the cooking utensils while Rhobart and Ayla prepared the sleeping platform for the night. Gunther and Martin were first to stand watch. Ayla snuggled next to Rhobart under the furs. Kerra curled at their feet. “Thank you for not going into the forest,” she whispered, not wanting to disturb the others. “The idea of something happening to you...” He kissed her forehead while running his knuckles over her cheek. “I know, I feel the same,” he whispered back to her. “But during the war with the Orcs, anything could happen to me. If I di—” Ayla put her fingers against his lips, not letting him finish the sentence. “You promised!” “Ayla,” he tried to reason with her. It might have been the bond or the mere idea of losing him, but she found herself on the verge of crying. Again. “I won’t let you die! And if it is to ever happen, I will find a way to bring you back,” she promised. “I will even fight Beliar.” The tip of his nose touched hers.
Hi everyoneThe book is not abandoned, neither is the story, but some things are happening with the story, the world.There is another story that comes before Frozen Heart - no need to read, but I am focusing to finish that one first, before I go back to Frozen Heart. Once Wolf Heart is done, I will finish this story as well.I just ask all of you to be a bit patient until I finish what I have planned.I also want to wish everyone a happy new year.you can find me on FB as well - Amy T Stories is my group and I will post news there pretty soon
His long hair was braided, and he wore not only a cloak identical to that of Rhobart—mottled grey, green and brown but also his tunic and trousers had the same colors, making him hard to be seen in the forest.“Who are you, female?” he asked.Rhobart took out his sword and put the tip against the Elf’s neck. “Put the bow down, or else I will remove your head!” Rhobart growled.But the Elf’s eyes were still fixed on Ayla, and he did not appear to have heard Rhobart. Rhobart nicked his skin, a few drops of blood ran down his neck.“Don’t release more arrows!” the Elf yelled, lowering his bow.Two more Elves jumped from the trees—a female and a male, both blondes—landing close to Kerra before moving closer to Rhobart and Ayla. The male had a sword in his right hand, while the female had a whip on her left hip and a short sword on the right one.“She looks identical to you, Taeral,” the female said. “Except for her ears, which are human.” She sniffed the air. “But she is only part human.”
The forest felt so silent Ayla could hear her heart pounding against her ribcage. Rhobart straightened himself in the saddle, his fingers brushing the pommel of his dagger. Ayla reached inside her to that strong spring of magic—her gift from her mother or father, or perhaps both.Kerra sniffed the air, her two tails whipping violently.“We mean you no harm,” Rhobart said, his voice strong. “We are just passing by!”“Where to?” the man asked from a different tree.Ayla wondered when he moved so fast. Or so silently.“Far away from Myrthana. I advise you to do the same!” Rhobart replied.“You lie! I see you wear the cloak of a hunter while the female has a black one, like those used by mercenaries. You had your chance to leave, but I am afraid your time is up,” said the man. Ayla tried to say something, but he went on, “Release the arrows!”Kerra growled and got in an attack position.A few leaves rustled, Ayla put her right hand in the air, and a magic shield appeared around Runner and
“Runner knows you. Trust him and me. Grab the reins,” Rhobart said before handing the reins to Ayla.Rhobart put his left hand under her tunic, his thumb brushed over her peak, while his right hand drew circles on her stomach. “Rho!” Ayla moaned when his hand went down, two fingers slowly circling and pressing her throbbing core. She felt as if she would melt. Pleasure started building in her lower stomach.“Are you wet and ready for me, Ayla?” asked Rho, his voice coated with desire.Oh, she was. Rhobart’s fingers kept moving, and his lips went up and down her neck. Tension kept building inside her body.“Yes,” Ayla forced the word out of her mouth.“Had you been wearing a dress, I would have ripped your undergarments, spun you around, and have you sit on my cock. I would have Runner gallop fast, and I would fuck you until we reached the rebel camp,” Rhobart said into her ear as his fingers moved faster. Rougher.‘Oh, Gods!’ Ayla thought.“Would you like that, t’xoria? To be fucked o
Rhobart looked at Eluvene, his eyes turning cold as the stark winter. “He will never lay another finger on her again! But I need to know everything about King Amul. He is more cunning than I thought.”Eluvene’s green eyes went to Ayla. “King Amul accepted what Ayla refused,” said the Dark Mage, winking at Ayla. “I don’t know much about King Amul. He mostly spoke with King Galian and with my former Master. But since he accepted the Crown of Darkness, he stopped being a normal human.”Rhobart frowned. “What did Ayla refuse and when?”Eluvene shrugged.Between the prophecy, the Seeker, the forgotten book, and the attack on the Fire Monastery, Ayla had forgotten about her vision with Beliar. When she saw that crown on her father’s head, she hadn’t made the connection with the one she was wearing in her vision. “Nothing important,” said Ayla. And it wasn’t. “I chose you back then, and I will choose you always!”Rhobart’s gaze lingered on Ayla for a heartbeat before turning his attention to
Milton returned from the river and grabbed a bowl of porridge. “Rania is a Fire Mage novice, and Sylvar is a Snow Elf. They are n’alxaes, but the twins fucked Rania. I am still wondering how Sylvar permitted you two to live after touching what is his.”“We did not fuck her!” Eude protested.Rhobart snorted. “You only deflowered Rania... as you did with Skurja! Don’t think I forgot about my cousin!”Ayla had missed the bickering between Rhobart and the twins. When she heard the twins and Rhobart fighting for the first time, she was afraid for the twins, but as time passed, she came to understand the brotherly affection Rhobart, Milton, and the Paladins had for each other.“We might have plucked a petal or two, but nothing more!” Hudde said. “And Skurja had many petals gone by the time she was on top of me!”Rhobart folded his arms. “You mean you ripped all of Rania’s petals! And talk about Sjurka like that, and Ayla won’t stop me again from challenging you to a duel!” He looked at the
After Ayla and Rhobart completed their alxa-lotx, when she remembered the prophecy, Milton had been the first to suggest that Fire, Water, and Darkness could refer to mages. Ayla and Rhobart had spent many hours discussing it, trying to understand everything. In the Fire Monastery, when Ayla found the forgotten book, they searched for clues about Uzriel and the prophecy, but the book had yet to reveal all its secrets to her. The forgotten tome was still in her bag, together with Eude’s sketchbook, which she would burn, sketch by sketch, so that Rhobart wouldn’t get any new ideas from it. Or embarrass her with it.In the Black Tower, when Ayla and Godefray gradually started to become friends, they talked about the prophecy. Ayla had hoped the dragons would appear again in her dreams, but the last time she spoke to them had been before the fight with the Seeker. There were many things Ayla still didn’t know and wanted to learn before sailing to Korinus Island.Milton picked up a flat pe
Hudde pointed at the burning tent. “I was in the tent, sleeping with Eude, Hewe, Tizgar, and Gorn. The tent was not big enough for all five of us, and my ass was almost sticking out of it. I could have slept better, but someone refused to let me use his tent. Anyway, I was dreaming about… never mind that, when Milton set it on fire and burned my ass in the process,” he complained while turning around to show Rhobart and Ayla his burned trousers. Ayla covered her mouth and hid a smile while trying to look shocked. “This was my last clean pair too!” Thick smoke was coming from the burned tent, making Ayla’s eyes fill with tears. She flicked her index and middle finger, and a soft breeze swept through the forest, rustling the leaves of the trees, carrying the smell of smoke away from the camp. Ashes jumped on the two remaining tents, and they caught fire. Kerra came out of Rhobart’s tent with a big bone in her mouth. Drax took out a magic rune, and small grey clouds appeared above them,
Rhobart kept walking, and Ayla looked around the forest. While in Nordmar lived many dangerous beasts, Myrthana’s woods were quieter, and the animals were smaller. Even the shadowbeasts were not as aggressive as those that lived in the cold forests of the Northern part of the continent.“Earlier, when I was hunting with Kerra and Gorn, we stumbled upon a small cave. It hasn’t been used by wild creatures for some time, and furs and blankets are inside. Even some wine. I think the lumberjacks used the cave to wash because there’s a small pool inside. Would you want to go there? And while we wash away the dust from our bodies, we can also spend a few quiet moments.”It did not matter if it was only a lonely rock, as long as she was with Rhobart. Ayla nodded against his chest, his scent soothing her. “I don’t know if I told you, but I’ve missed you terribly,” she said as the sun began to set. Rhobart tightened his arms around her. “I was afraid I would never see you again.”“I will never