Fiona’s POV“I know how hard-working you are, Fiona. But that doesn’t mean I would put my business at risk for you. You are not in good shape to do the work. I can’t lose any daily customers because you are either too tired or dragging behind with the orders. Please leave. You can return after you have put to bed.” Basi said to me.I stood with my shoulders slouched and my legs aching badly from the bad posture. There was no need for him to talk nicely but I guess he just had to. My bump is growing and many people are beginning to notice even when I try my best to hide it by sucking in my belly. The showing aside, it seems like my strength is draining away each passing day. I can’t seem to do the things I would usually do with ease anymore.I raised my teary eyes to look at him. “Please, Basi. I have nowhere else to go. I promise to do better from now on.”Basi shook his head stubbornly, “You said that last month, and now you have gotten worse from that time. To compensate you I woul
Ronan’s POVIt felt like forever since Fiona chose to walk out on me without accepting to hand over the child. I was hurt by her decision and after a while, I thought it was good for my relationship with Freya. However, the thought of my first-ever fruit being away from me made my heart ache every day. I couldn’t tell my thoughts to anyone except Dion.This was why it came as a shock and delight to me at the same time when Fiona finally reached out to say she would be the child bearer. I know it must have been a very hard decision for her to make before coming to that resolution. I had sent the guard from the last time to bring her back to the palace and ensure she was comfortable.There is a small house hidden away from the main building. No one will notice her presence. I already scrutinized a trustworthy maid with the help of Timon since Freya wanted nothing to do with it. I have a lot to tell Fiona. I realized all thanks to Dion and Timon that I might have come off too harsh on he
Fiona’s POVMy tears soaked the bed sheet and for a moment I felt regretful that I didn't talk to King Ronan right. He hasn't done anything wrong to me. But that doesn’t make it any easier to deal with. I sat up folding my legs into my chest. I glanced around the room and as large as it was, it felt choking.I have never felt much loneliness after my parent's death. I always had my best friend and lover around me. After they betrayed me there was Chan whom I thought was going to be my companion. Now that he turned out to be a king, I would be delusional to think he would want anything to do with me.I wiped at the tears rolling down my face. I can’t wait for all of this to be over and I get to make good use of my life. My hand rubbed at my belly slowly. There is nothing fanciful about my life. Here I am waiting to pop out my child and have him or her traded off. I can’t even imagine what would become of my emotions after it is all over.“Let’s wait until then. For now, focus on birthi
Ronan’s POVIf the earth does have some kind of life in it. It would be in extreme pain I am sure. The way I thumped on it as I ran recklessly through the woods. That would be a lot of body ache. I couldn’t stop thinking about Fiona, at first when I saw her, and the emotion of desire stirred inside me. I thought it was just because of the moment and the rising tension between us.However, I felt repelled when I woke up in the middle of the night from a wet dream about Fiona. My dick was semi-hard when I got up. Freya was sleeping soundly and I had to come out here to burn whatever thoughts might be creeping up my mind. As hard as I tried my insides churned and my dick feels like it would chop off if I don’t get it to swim in a pot of honey this instant.Like a maniac, I ran back to my chambers panting heavily when I entered. My eyes roamed Freya’s body hungrily in her transparent nightgown. Jumping onto the bed, I tore it off her body instantly. She woke up with a loud gasp when I spr
Ronan’s POV “I have been searching around for you. Didn’t realize you were here.” I said to Freya, placing a kiss on her shoulder. She glanced up at me with a light smile. “I just thought to sit out here and enjoy the evening air.” “It's nice out here,” I mumbled, motioning to the guards and maids to move farther away from us. I sat next to her just observing her features. This is the quietest she has been since I have known her. It just shows how much is on her mind. We still haven’t gotten around the situation we are in at the moment. But I still think there is a need for me to reassure her. “If you keep staring at me like that, you will end up burning a hole in the side of my head.” Freya mused, slapping the book in her hand shut. I chuckled awkwardly. “Don’t be like that, my love. You know how much I love to look at you. I have just been curious to know how you are doing.” I held her gaze lowering my voice. “About Fiona?” “I see you have met her.” “Couldn’t resist. She is
Fiona’s POV“Take a deep breath,” Rin advised I groaned painfully feeling my back muscles pull tightly. I had woken up uneasy and my body felt like it would collapse. I remained seated on the back porch surrounded by the garden. I have been by myself all day. Isla seems to be carrying out some major work in the palace. She only came by to drop my food. I couldn’t cope with staying all alone in the house and had to step outside. I am grateful at least that there is a garden that shields me from the main building. If not I might have been subjected to seeing the four walls every day. A light wince escaped my lips as the pain struck again. I inhaled deeply letting out a strained gasp. This is not the life I planned for myself. At least I get to talk to Basi and customers at the tavern every day. Now it is different, no friend, no family. I am all by myself. Nobody wants to be around me and it makes me think I might have a cursed fate. “No, you don’t!” Someone said behind me. I turned
Ronan’s POV I couldn’t stop worrying about Fiona all through the night. Even though she claims to be just fine I saw that painful squeeze on her face that shows that she is in discomfort. I feel bad for it since it's my fault that she is in that condition. There should be a way to help and I just realized that she doesn’t have a doctor assigned to her yet. I don’t know how we are to go about that. Because there seem to be many people involved in this situation. “Are you going to leave her to birth the child herself?” Dion queried. “A doctor is needed to make sure she is healthy.” Rubbing at my neck I took a sip of the rum I had asked for. It's barely noon and all of my insides seem cold. Last night I was close to losing my head just because I told Freya we should pass up on sex for the night. She thought it was a joke at first and didn’t find it funny. Then I had to repeat myself and she went bonkers on me. I didn’t know what to do or how to respond to the situation I found myself
Ronan’s POV“I need you to be as discreet as possible. If this gets out I would have you punished for it. Keep it to yourself and ensure she gets the necessary treatment.” I said to the doctor with a firm tone. Doctor Felix has been my family doctor since I could remember things. He has stayed faithful over the years. All the same, I need to warn him and request his allegiance again. Nothing should happen to Fiona and the child under my watch. Since I couldn’t think of any other person to approach to take care of Fiona. I had to go to him. He was surprised when I had him smuggled in through the back. That's why I am taking my time to explain this thing to him. “You don’t have to worry yourself, your majesty. It is my duty to keep my patients ’ affairs private.” Dr. Felix said. “Thank you.” I let out in one breath knocking on the door. Isla showed her face from behind. When she saw it was me she bowed quickly and opened the door widely. Fiona seems to be having a nap. It was past d
Ronan’s POVLouis let out his loud childish laugh as I tickled his side. It feels so good to finally get the chance to play with my child. We have gotten closer as it should be. He has stuffed himself with every sweet chewables the party has to offer. I have a feeling Isla would have a hard time putting him to bed.“So sorry, Your Highness. I will take him now.” Isla pleaded.“It is alright, Isla. Thank you. Where is my wife?”“She is getting changed.”“Alright, thank you.”After the usual open ceremony that involved every member of the Nestorian kingdom, Fiona was crowned as the Luna Queen. We returned to the palace to celebrate with a ball, ushering in anyone who desired to attend. Fiona made the most beautiful bride I have ever seen in her wedding dress. I wish we didn’t have to be so engaged in honoring our guests and just have her to myself.“Wow, he is, the man of the hour.” Timon teased sitting next to me.“I have been looking around for you. Where have you been?” I questioned.
Fiona’s POVI glanced discreetly at Ronan and smiled to myself. He looks much better than he was a month ago. When Lord Timon arrived with a carriage saying we were returning to the palace, I thought it was a joke. I had almost given up on the thought that we would ever get to return since Ronan never seemed to have an answer.When we arrived there was a lot of acknowledgment from the very people who didn’t care to see me. I never knew Ronan’s uncle and didn’t think too highly of him after hearing about all that he did. What I didn’t expect was the situation of Freya. It was okay when she plotted to have me dead, but shocking at her intention to kill Ronan. You never know what people are capable of. Dawn didn’t appear too concerned about the death of her father, but she finally got the chance to mourn her mother properly.I felt sorry for Dawn and Ronan, even though my experience wasn’t as epic as theirs. I do know what it feels like to have the ones you trust to play on your heart an
Ronan’s POVMy entire world felt like a lie. I still can’t get over everything that Elder Callum expressed. To think I felt guilty for ever suspecting him. All the while I had sleepless nights and battled for my life, he was plotting against me.“Why don’t you go back to the palace, Your Majesty, and let me sort this out,” Timon said.I shook my head feeling a nasty ache making its way to my head. “No, please, I want to see for myself.” I insisted.We were headed for Elder Callum’s house to search properly this time. Even though I still can’t get over the shock of all that he said and his death, I want to get a glimpse of everything. The house was agog when we arrived. All of the maids and guards looked on in fear as Timon and his men searched every room in the house.The remains of Aunt Celine were the first thing that was found. Callum had it wrapped up in a bag and put it into the room she had slept in when she was alive. It was obvious that it was her from the burnt remains of her
Author’s POVThere was an eerie feeling in the air as Ronan moved through the woods stealthily. He could sense some presence behind the thick bushes, and even though whoever it was did try to hide its scent, he caught a whiff of it and it almost seemed familiar. He should have listened to Timon who advised that he took a carriage to meet with his family. But something told him to go his usual route.He halted his steps to listen to be sure he heard right. All of sudden a big wolf matching his frame jumped at him from nowhere sinking his teeth into Ronan’s upper body, but he missed and only got to tear out a bit of his fur. Before he could get a grip on the situation, the attacker pushed him to the ground aiming for his neck vein. Ronan fought hard and gave the wolf a wild kick that sent him reeling backward.Ronan hurried to his feet, gnashing his teeth at his attacker. Just then the attacker shifted into their form leaving Ronan in shock. Callum turned out to be the one behind the wo
Ronan’s POVSomeone banged recklessly on the door waking me up roughly from my sleep. I have barely gotten an hour of sleep in. My mind has been laced heavily with thoughts that had prevented me from sleeping at the due time. Groaning, I sat up with my back bent. It's actually morning, how long was I asleep?Timon made his way in, bowing slightly towards me. “Your majesty,”“Really? Why would you hit on the door like that?” I questioned.“It was not my doing. Ava was at the door.”“Has she lost her mind? Where are the guards when you need them to do their jobs? Why wake me up so early in the morning?”“It's not exactly morning your majesty. It is way past noon. Are you alright? You don’t look well rested.”I rubbed my forehead, staring intently at the wall. “Something is coming, Timon. But I do not know what it is and my heart is burdened. I couldn’t get any sleep because of it. If anything goes wrong please protect my family.”He sighed. “Don’t be like that, we will resolve whatever
Ronan’s POV“Where is that bastard?” Levi yelled as he stormed my study.Three guards stood behind him ready to strike at my order. They must have restrained themselves since he is my in-law. I nodded towards them to excuse us. Timon gave me a questioning nod.“What is all this about Levi?” I inquired.“Oh, really? So you do not know what all this is about? Where is my sister, Ronan? Did you have your child bearer skin her alive? So what if she tried to kill her? Isn’t she an intruder in the first place? You should be ashamed of yourself for picking a mere stranger over your mate.” He ranted.I exchanged a confused look with Timon before looking back at the fuming man. “What you are saying now is that you do not see any wrong in what your sister did?”“Yes, and for what it is worth, you are to blame. If you didn’t turn away from her and make her feel unneeded she wouldn’t have gone that far. But what excuse do you have now that she is carrying your child and your child bearer is very
Author’s POV“Freya?” Callum called out. No response came. He rubbed at his neck in discomfort and moved closer. She was unmoving and blood appeared to be flowing from her head to the ground.He gulped hard and felt her pulse. Callum cursed under his breath at the eventuality of his action. Not only had her breath seized, she couldn’t be revived. Freya was dead. Covering his eyes with both hands, he groaned like a wounded lion. This wasn’t supposed to end like that. The only death he intends to have on his hands next is Ronan’s.His breath hitched at every passing second. Rising to his feet, he took in a deep breath to calm himself. There is no need to start hyperventilating when the deed has already been done. First, he has to get her cleaned up and find a way to dispose of her body, but then it will take a lot of work. If anyone gets to know that the queen is missing, it won’t take long for her to be traced down to him.Callum searched around for anything that would do to stuff her
Author’s POVFreya gasped for breath like she had been hit in the chest. Nothing prepared her for the murderous look in his eyes. She could sense the irritation in his expression. Her legs wobbled and her lips quivered. Ronan was supposed to be obsessed with her now that she was pregnant. He is meant to cherish her like no other. Instead, he appears to be disgusted by her.She pulled at her hair with shaky hands. A muffled scream escaped her lips, she tried hard to let it all out but nothing came. The tears rolled down her face, almost blinding her. Freya sat still just staring blankly into space. It is as if every time she tries to give Ronan a chance to amend his ways, he walks onto the destructive path.Regret creeps in as she thinks of Callum. He had been the only one who came to her rescue and assured her of a secure future. Instead of making sure their relationship is sealed and they have themselves to count on. She plotted his death. All because of Ronan.The more she thought a
Ronan’s POV“You didn’t find anything?” I asked Timon for the umpteenth time like my ears had gone deaf.He bowed his head, “I am sorry, Your Majesty. I must have gotten the wrong information.”Ruffling my hair, I sank onto the couch feeling an unexplained exhaustion. I had eventually hurried back to the palace in the hope that Timon would catch onto something. Even though we do have a missing knife to prove that my uncle had something to do with his friend's death, it is not enough to accuse him of killing his wife.Even though it doesn’t sound right, I am beginning to hope he might have a link to the enemy tormenting me. It probably was Elder James. What if my uncle was trying to defend me? Won’t it be wrong of me to be so hard on a person who is more like my parent?Timon dragged a foot on the ground. “Please say something.”I held his gaze, shrugging. “I really wish I could say something to you, but I do not know what to say. I must admit that I was eager to hear the outcome of yo