Isabella felt stronger as the day went by. The portion Sarah brought, what ever it is worked wonders. She stopped taking that of the healer because the other portion does the job better. For a split second Isabella decided to imagine what life would have been if Valentine hadn’t stretched his dirty claws into the heart of her family. She was so lost in thoughts that the steady stumping of the guards boots were beginning to fade. She drifted into the vision of her imagination. She saw herself wrapped in the arms of Malcolm as they watch their daughter train. Her giggles filled the air. The sound ever so melodious. “She’s indeed skilled.” Malcolm whispered into her ears. Isabella smiled, she didn’t want to say anything with fear the image e would disappear. Her gaze drifted back to her daughter. “Mother, I did it.” She heard her daughter call on her. She was running towards them. “I finally mastered the phantom.” She announced excitedly almost jumping from foot to foot. “You hav
It's been 2 years since Sarah joined the palace as an undercover maid. She tried her best to keep to herself and not compromise herself. She knew a lot of maids were intimidated by her attitude but she tried not to pay them any mind. Lately, she noticed this particular maid always stealing glances at her. Now here she was asking her stupid questions. The maid snickered and leaned in, as if sharing a secret. "I heard you've been having an affair with one of the guards down there," she said in a hushed tone. Sarah's eyes widened in shock at the maid's audacity. "That's ridiculous," she sputtered. "You shouldn't spread such rumors." The maid just shrugged and walked away, leaving Sarah feeling flustered and embarrassed. She quickly shook off the encounter and went about her business, determined to focus on her mission to help Isabella and the resistance. ===== Fay sat in front of the mirror combing her hair, admiring how the light reflected off each strand. Suddenly, she saw Valenti
Fay walked out of the palace gates, taking care to blend in with the crowd. She kept her head down and her hood up, trying to look inconspicuous. Once she was a safe distance away, she quickened her pace and made her way to the gardens. She found a quiet spot under a tree and sat down, pretending to read a book while keeping an eye out for any guards that might be watching her. After a few minutes, she decided it was safe to move on. Fay walked through the garden, taking in the beauty of the flowers as she made her way to the small gate. It was rusty and looked like it had not been used in years, but she knew it was the perfect escape route. She pushed it open and it creaked loudly, making her heart skip a beat. She paused, listening intently for any sign of a guard or anyone who might have heard the sound. When she was convinced that no one was coming, she continued through the gate and down the steep path that led her into the woods. The path was overgrown with weeds and vines, ma
Valentine smiled. "What makes you think I want something else?" He asked "You are being generous." Fay told him. "Is that a bad thing?" He asked but didn't allow her to answer. "You are having my child, I meant it when I said you shall want for nothing." He told her. Fay looked at him suspiciously. She knew he never did anything without an ulterior motive. She asked him why he was doing all of this for her. He just smiled and said he wanted her to be happy. Fay couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. She knew she had to be cautious around him. She thanked him for his generosity and finished her breakfast quickly. She excused herself from the table and went back to her room. As Fay lay on her bed, she couldn't help but feel trapped. She had been working tirelessly with the resistance group for months now, trying to bring an end to Valentine's reign of terror. They had made some progress, but it was always one step forward and two steps back. It seemed as though no
The mages watched in surprise as their master whistled happily all morning. They whispered amongst themselves, wondering what could be the reason for his joy. One of them finally summoned the courage to ask him. "Master, forgive us for prying, but we can't help but notice your happiness this morning. May we know the reason?" the mage asked. The master mage looked at them with a smile and replied, "I am happy because I sense in my spirit that a force is coming to challenge the tyrant." The mages looked at each other in confusion, not understanding what their master meant. "What force, master?" one of them asked. "I do not know yet, but I can feel it. The winds of change are blowing, and the tyrant will soon face a challenge like never before," the master mage said with conviction. The mages were still confused but felt a sense of hope in their master's words. They continued with their work, but their minds were now filled with questions about what the future holds. ==== Somehow
May tossed and turned in her bed, unable to shake off the worries that plagued her mind. She was worried sick about Martin's trip to the Crescent moon Pack and couldn't find solace in her thoughts. After some time, she gave up trying to sleep and decided to seek comfort from someone who would understand. Hercules was the first person who came to mind. She quietly made her way to his room, tapped him on the shoulder, and whispered that she needed to talk to him. Hercules, still groggy from sleep, nodded in understanding and led her outside to the hallway to avoid disturbing Audrey. "What's wrong?" Hercules asked, concern etched on his face as he looked at May's troubled expression. "I want to go with Martin to Crescent moon Pack," she said firmly. Hercules looked at her incredulously. "Are you joking? You can't just go running off like that." May shook her head. "I'm serious. I want to go as the beta female." Hercules sighed. "May, I can't allow you to go. It's too dangerous." Ma
Martin waited for what seemed like eternity before he heard shuffling and soon a figure came off the inner chamber. The Alpha was tall with broad shoulders and like the rest of the pack clothed in Animal skin. He bowed "Greetings dear Alpha." He greeted but to his surprised the big man only smacked his tongue. Martin looked up at him in confusion. Has he done something wrong? He wondered. "I am not the Alpha." The man responded. Martin's confusion grew deeper. "If you are not the Alpha, then who are you?" He asked. "I am Maguire the beta." He replied Martin was taken aback. "You are the beta? Why then did that pack member bring me to you?" He asked. "Just like every other Up worlder you ask too many questions. " He replied "Up worlder?" Martin asked "Yes. We know you people call us the Cavemen so to make our younglings happy we call you all the Up worlders." Maguire explained. "Anyway, Were you expecting him to just take you to our Alpha?" He asked Martin knew anything he
Martin felt his jaw drop slightly at the Alpha's words. He had never heard of a pack Alpha marrying so young, let alone taking multiple wives. He glanced over at Maguire, who was stoically sipping his drink and avoiding eye contact with anyone in the room. The girl, who had been nervously twirling her hair, looked up at the Alpha with a small smile. Martin could see that she was trying her best to appear happy and content, but he could see the sadness in her eyes that he couldn't ignore. He wondered what kind of life she would have, being married off to a man old enough to be her father. The Alpha seemed to sense Martin's discomfort and quickly changed the subject, asking him about his journey and how he had been faring in the Crescent Moon Pack. Martin tried to focus on the conversation, but his mind kept wandering back to the young girl sitting beside the Alpha. He couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness for all the other women in the pack who had been forced into such a life. T