Another beautiful morning, Katherine thought while glancing over the valley from her window. The sun was already high in the sky when she woke up, shining down on the flowers in the meadow, yet without warming up the cold breezes breathing down from the mountain tops.
Like Nathaniel's window, hers faced in the direction of the training field with the wooden fence surrounding it. Because it was straight under her window, she had to deliberately look down to see the guards training there. Some of them grinned and waved when they noticed her, and she returned the greeting.
Glancing to the right, she saw the shelter where Nathaniel had opened up about his magic. Her eyebrows lifted when she noticed the change there. Roughly three dozen hay bales were stacked beside the building. She could have sworn those weren't there the last time. With her finger tapping her lips, she deliberated what else they might need the bales for. Or was it the space in the shelter they needed and
The chill Katherine felt seemed to encase her whole being. For a minute, she could only stare, not move or speak a word. She hoped this was a scam, that one would call it out as a bad joke. The only invitation Frey had delivered to her was the one to her cousin's wedding. Ethan's wedding. How did this connect to the Icelands in any way?Crossing her arms before her chest - to hide her fluster as well as to warm her innards - she tried to appear strong. "I - I don't understand. What exactly do you want from me?"Before the king could respond, Nathaniel beat him to it. "He wants you to attend this wedding and pretend like nothing happened between you and your cousin. But we won't do that. Yes, we will travel to the border, but that will be to assure that the dragsean won't attack and to gauge their situation. In dragsean territory even the twins will not dare attack us - with or without the support of Falumor."Katherine's brows were furrowed. She was anything but
The shelter had been ridden of its hay bales, turning it into a surprisingly big empty hall with earthen floor and metal walls. There was not a single living thing in the area, not even a blade of grass or left-behind straw, so Nathaniel's magic could not spread, even if it spilled. In the middle of the empty space, Nathaniel let go of Katherine's hand and faced her."You know there's nothing forcing you to do this", he said earnestly. "If you don't feel right or get scared, we can stop at any time."The stubborn rise of Katherine's chin was all he got for an answer."C'mon Nathan, don't be so dramatic", Aston called out from one of the walls of the shelter, where he leaned and nibbled on a sandwich. He had insisted to follow them 'because the experiment should also be watched by someone uninvolved'. It was a surprisingly logic suggestion, though Katherine would have preferred it to be someone more experienced than a fifteen-year-old.Nathaniel just ignored his l
Helplessly, Aston shook his head. "Geez, do you think I would snatch your wife away? No way! But no girl deserves her first time on the floor in a place like this. Think about it, bro. You should be thanking me for stopping you."Glancing at the metal walls and lack of any furniture in the room, Nathaniel couldn't help but agree. The desire must have clouded his mind to even consider it. Katherine was worth of so much more, but he had been too parched of affection to notice anything else."And before you ask, I know that it's her first time just by seeing her", Aston added with an impish grin. "No offence, sis-in-law."Slightly angry, Katherine gave in to the childish urge to stick out her tongue at him. Nathaniel took that and her dimming radiance as hints that she overcame her embarrassment."We'll continue this later", he whispered near her ear, and saw the little hairs on her skin rise in goosebumps. The temptation to follow the path they showed with nose or
Yet in the end, the king was unlucky. Katherine couldn't repair his ability to walk. She assumed that it was because too much time passed, and the injuries had partially healed wrongly. Again, something new she learned about her ability, and she was not happy about that. As she was of no help, the king refused to be helpful as well, only saying that he had wanted Ethan as an ally of the Icelands instead of a possible threat. She highly doubted Ethan could be a good ally. There had to be something bigger behind it. Leaving the room with a sour feeling, she discovered Nathaniel leaning against the wall next to the door. His arms were crossed in front of his chest, stretching his black shirt a bit over the muscles of his arms and broad shoulders. A small smile flittered over his lips when he noticed her gaze, yet his words were serious. "You are too kind to him." She nodded, closing the door. "You were just as lenient." "He still has some use. And he's Aston's
First, he took her lips again, kissing them until they were swollen and red. Panting, they broke apart and he used the seconds to pull his hands free of his gloves and throw them aside. "I want to feel your skin." When Katherine was about to open the jacket she wore over her dress, he stopped her and slowly removed it in her stead. Every few centimeters, he planted a kiss on her arm, following the woolen fabric with his lips. Though his eyes were intense, he did it ever so gently. It looked like he was desperate to keep in control of the raging need by getting even gentler. "This doesn't feel like payback." She breathed out tremblingly, when he continued with her shoes and socks, then removed his own. His hand ran over the sole of her foot, weaving his fingers through her toes. Suddenly, he pulled her leg up to kiss the toes as well. Under his caresses she felt herself weaken, turning into an mushy ball of pleasure. There was silence in the room, only the sensual
Katherine awoke to the regular thumping of a heartbeat. Leaving her eyes closed, she tried to grasp the dream she'd just had, not willing to let it go. In the dream Nathaniel had finally opened up to her. They were together in bed, doing things that made her hot with desire, begging and commanding him to take her already - not that he did, in the end. Yet it was still wonderful. He even stayed with her for the night.She felt something tug on her hair. It was a soft tug. Maybe Froseti had hopped onto her bed again, sniffing on her to see if she was edible. Though she loved the rabbit, she should really be stricter with him.But then she remembered that Froseti had again been left behind - this time in the palace. She knotted her brows. What was that on her hair then? And while she was at it, why was the mattress slowly moving like the sea below her?Her lids sprang open. Nathaniel. It was no dream. He was still with her. To be exact, she had buried him beneath her, co
The town was bigger than the one near the border, almost a small city. With the help of Sam's magic, Nathaniel was disguised as a brown-haired, blue-eyed stranger that was still as handsome as his actual appearance, but way less menacing.Looking up at him, Katherine grinned. Independently, she herself had decided for the same colors and now they looked somewhat like siblings roaming the streets, with Sam as the old guardian watching over them. Well, that was only at first glance. Until one noticed the possessive glint in Nathaniel's eyes whenever he looked at her, and the way their fingers were inter-laced. Despite the bustling street, her husband didn't let go for a moment and she was more than elated about it."If it wasn't for the danger, I would pull you in an empty street and teach you not to wear such clothes in public", he now grumbled near her ear, making her stomach flutter.Cheekily, she gave him contra. "You already tried that at home. Besides, it's easier
Katherine acquired two travel gowns, a new nightgown, shoes, stockings, a hat, a dress for more fancy events, and a beautiful pair of earrings. Though it would be more correct to say that Nathaniel acquired the earrings, as he suddenly appeared with them in hand after vanishing from the clothing store. Brushing her hair to the side, he gently put them on her, then stole a kiss from her when Jasmin was just looking through some other clothes.Catching his hair before he broke them apart, Katherine deepened the kiss and let magic glimmer on her skin. Their tongues entangled and the desire returned mightily to their bodies, almost swamping them. Lips crashed against lips; the moans stifled to catch no attention. Nathaniel's arm coiled around her waist, pulling her even closer.When they finally parted, both panting and dissatisfied, Katherine tenderly rubbed her nose against his. "Darling, lets make the last test in the evening. I don't want to wait anymore and if we set out
Five years later"Your Holiness - Uh, ah, Majesty, I mean!"Leaning on the newly-built rails atop the dome of the palace, with the view of the Capital in the background, Katherine scolded lightly: "Shht, Hazel, she just fell asleep."In her arms rested a baby, maybe a few months old, with a tuft of black hair and fair white skin. If she opened her lids, angelic blue eyes would blink up innocently at the viewer.Hazel's head appeared at the end of the staircase leading to the roof. Apologetically, she bit her lip and whispered. "I'm sorry, your Majesty. A letter arrived from Dragsa, and Prince Patrick hurt his knee while playing. He's on his way here.""Dragsa...," Katherine muttered and stretched out a hand to take it. "I wonder what they want. They were very quiet in the latter years."Lowering her head, she took a glance at the paper. Instantly, her brows furrowed, later followed by a deep sigh. "I almost expected it. What a shame."Her gaze wandered to the west, in the direction of
For once, the third wall belonging to the palace let nobles and commoners alike pass. They flooded in in masses and coagulated on the streets and the grass field before the dome. Everywhere, where they could hope to catch a little glimpse of what was about to happen in the throne hall.In front of the dome, Nathaniel dismounted and reached his hand out to Katherine to help her off as well. For a second, Katherine remembered how Pete helped her when she mounted Bell for the first time, and her smile grew shaky. Pete and Jack. One retired after suffering grievous wounds, and the other fell in battle when the undead attacked the palace to free the Queen, Emilian, and Helmina.The burial was in the time of Katherine's long travel back but she and Nathaniel visited the grave two days ago. Still, she could not believe that her funny, one-eyed companion was truly gone. It was delusional but she could not shake the thought that if only she'd been at the Capital, her power might have saved him
Weeks later, the couple reached the Capital and was welcomed with much tom-tom. Aston, it seemed, was back on his feet. The new scar parting his right brow even suggested that his exaggerated description of a battle with the best undead swordsman in history might be more than just bragging. Infuriatingly, however, the scar made him even more handsome, and he confidently put it on display at any opportunity he got. Especially in front of the ladies.Shortly after their return, King William officially announced his retirement in favor of his nephew. Though the commoners were confused at Nathaniel's sudden emergence, the prepared aristocrats soon placated them, and the rumors of his activities as the illusive sixth General did the rest.Katherine was surprised to hear that word of her ability had elevated her picture in the icelandic society to somewhat of a saintess. King William obviously prepared on this end as well, and thus nobody dared suggest that a dragsean noble was unfit to be
The ship of the king of the Glaciar Coast was a gigantic vessel with a kind of lofty wretchedness to it. In fact, Katherine thought that the silver ornaments on the dark wood looked like bones, and if the sail had been a bit more tattered, the "Charon" would've been the perfect ghost ship. When she mentioned it to Lady Brandon in jest, the sister of said king laughed out loud."Oh, he'd love to hear that! If his crew wasn't ridiculously superstitious, I bet he'd search the whole ocean floor for a sunken vessel to serve him!""Is that so?" Katherine lifted her brows, perplexed. "Isn't it already enough that it can fly?"Granted, the hovering of the gigantic vessel wasn't completely 'flight' as the ship was only lifted by the water the Glaciar Coast's mages manipulated with much afford. It could also only be implemented for short periods close to a water source. For the unsuspecting viewer, however, it looked exactly as if the ship was flying.It was this practical fea
Katherine woke up feeling fresh and well-rested. The plush cushions under her head were like soft clouds, and the blanket bore just the right amount of heat. The air smelled of salt and herbs, an unusual but welcoming combination."Hmmm." With a blissful sigh, Katherine stretched. She didn't feel so good since they resided in the hut in the Icelands with King William, his mistress, and son. Did she only dream of that long, arduous journey to a mountain in Dragsa?"You're awake." Her eyes snapped open when she heard that voice. It was undoubtedly the deep timbre of her husband, Nathaniel. And there he was, sitting next to the bed in a cushioned chair, a gentle gaze in his eyes.Eyes that rested strangely deep in his pale face. A face that was bare of the slight smile that sometimes tugged on the corners of his mouth when he looked at her. Instead, he seemed solemn, exhausted, plagued by a deeply hidden sadness that he maybe wanted to hide. Yet to her eyes, his feelings were an open
Deep satisfaction brought some power to Katherine's exhausted body, yet she did not like the feeling at all. The guilt over hitting an innocent civilian clouded her mind, together with the question if it was the right thing to do. Trapping Ethan in the other dimension was too easy. It didn't feel right.Days and nights she'd dreamed of how to take her revenge, how she would torture him and finally look into his eyes when he died. Now, she'd acted impulsively, and the results were anything but what she imagined. Yet, should she have let the chance slip by?When she'd heard him giving orders, she'd finally stopped in her path because she felt like a coward who ran from the only real battle she'd sworn herself to fight. At first, she only wanted to observe and hid where the canyon's wall stood out a bit, just in earshot of Ethan. But the opportunity was too good. She didn't know how her smart and cunning cousin could act so dumb. It didn't match his usual approach, yet maybe
It was Ethan. He stood just outside the rift, his usual harmless smile on his face, and the hands hidden in the pockets of his dark trousers. "Kitty. Fancy meeting you here."If Katherine had been raised in any lower class than aristocracy, she would've spit in front of his feet. Even so, her face soured as if she'd bitten into a raw lemon. "I don't... fancy it at all."Stepping aside to give the rest of the dark stream free access to the rift, she noticed that Ethan'd brought two helpers who lingered in the back nervously. The white lab coats outed them as researchers. She glanced them up and down and decided not to ask where Ve was. After all that happened today and with her magic nearly depleted, she wanted nothing more than walk away from this whole mess.So, she did just that. Turned around and walked along the canyon that was now almost free of the dark substance.After a second of surprise, Ethan called after her: "Hey, don't you want to know what I'll do with this? Aren't
Meanwhile, the Duke of Sleipnir got comfortable on the edge of the cave. Shortly after he'd disposed of the corpses by sending them into the rolling dark river below, some of Loki's staff came over. They were shocked to see only one person left in the cave. "Um, your Excellency, where... where is the leader?""Hm?" Ethan turned and blinked. "Oh... he... how should I put this? He was too enthusiasistic when he saw his experiment finally succeed. Look, the brilliant result of all his hard work is below this cliff. He didn't want to wait anymore and took everyone to follow him down. Which might have been the wrong decision, so to say."The staff carefully crept closer to the cliff, and when he saw the darkness below, though it was more a creek than a mighty river now, his eyes widened. "Do you mean to say the leader is...?""Dead." Ethan nodded unemphathetically. "Most likely."Unexpectedly swiftly, the staff got over his shock. For a moment, he pondered, then asked: "But the experiment
"Ahhh! It hurts! It hurts! You're tearing me apart!" Nathaniel felt the unusual urge to roll his eyes. He never knew that his magic was such a sissy. First, it asked for his help, and now it screamed like a pig on the slaughter bench because of a little pain. And why could it even feel pain? Its body was nothing but insidious black smoke that appeared like a black liquid in its compressed form. There were no tendons, no bones, no flesh, and no nerves - in short, nothing that could hurt. "Shall I stop pulling then?", Nathaniel asked sarcastically in his mind. Well, if that magic of his wanted to go by itself, all the better for him. "No, no, no! Please don't let go! Don't let goo-oo-ouuuuuuch!" It felt like mentally pulling on an elastic band, Nathaniel decided. Somewhere where he couldn't see, something else was pulling the other end, turning the band longer and longer. It got harder for him to hold on with each passing second. Then, with a last loud howl fr