Suddenly, it knocked on the door. Nathaniel rapidly pulled his trousers up and called out "Come in" while still closing the buttons of his shirt. Like he expected from the familiar sound, the one striding inside was his butler. Closing the door behind him, Sam opened his mouth, but then suddenly didn't know what to say anymore. Reason was the unusual tension that ignited between them. They hadn't found the time yet for the private talk about Sam's past with everything that happened at Nathaniel's side. Or, to be clear, after talking with the King, Nathaniel had been unwilling to take on anything else connected to him being the child of Alexander Icefall.
Even now, he didn't look up as he stated his question. "What is it?""I came to report."Nathaniel's hands paused for less then a second, then he closed the last button on his collar and went over to his sleeves. "About what?"The blue eyes drilled holes inside Nathaniel's head, yet the latter ignored them. So, SBoth Sam and Nathaniel didn't know an answer to this question, but they thought it highly possible that one of these 'gods' or even both were the founders of the organization. Whoever Alexander Icefall expected to become a 'god of magic' similar to him, could only be someone he respected and maybe even shared his research with."There is still one other possibility though", Nathaniel broke the silence. "These 'gods of magic' could also be overpowering mages he wanted to create. Like the power he put in me. But then I doubt he would have had the time to create others. All in all, it seems more likely the 'gods' were him and two others."Sam nodded in approval. "I also find the first explanation more feasible.""Since we don't have enough information to judge it now, how about you continue your story and find out afterwards?", Nathaniel suggested, and leaned back into the chair again.Sam cleared his throat, then he squinted his eyes as he stared into the air above
Into the silence of the room, Sam coughed lightly. "I'll excuse myself then."Since he didn't want to disturb the couple in the least, he used the window instead of the door. His movements were surprisingly agile as he climbed outside.Nathaniel still sat there, stunned by Katherine's affectionate call. Slowly, he exhaled, then a smile formed on his lips. He couldn't help it. Despite the feud between them, he felt so blessed when he heard her voice. It was like she had the secret key to his heart, opening it with just one word and brushing all ill feelings away. It was fascinating.And yet, Nathaniel forced himself to return to his cold mask after a second. He didn't want to make it too easy for her to apologize or else she might make such a mistake again. That would be awful! Even though he suddenly wasn't sure anymore if his power could really affect her when she was within the bubble of her healing magic."Darling?", the voice outside called again, this time u
When Nathaniel opened his eyes again, he was shocked to find Katherine's face right in front of him. She grinned like a cheshire cat. "You look so cute when you're asleep!"Nathaniel's brows twitched, and only his sleepiness stopped him from protesting. Instead, he inspected her face, then her hands that rested on his shoulders. His voice was rough with sleep and half an octave deeper when he asked: "You didn't do something reckless, did you?"The grin turned into a pout instantly. "You really think I would try to touch you without permission again? It was a hash lesson for me, you know?"Reassured, he smiled and gently laid his hand on her head. "I am sorry. You wouldn't do that intentionally.""Exactly!", she exclaimed and nodded heavily. Then she used her favorable position to snuggle against his chest again, his hand still resting on her hair. Nathaniel's mouth curled up. Instantly, he decided that he loved this position very much, because he could cradle her
When Katherine stood securely, her eyes met Nathaniel's and both of them halted. Seeing each other's desire had a different kind of allure than the touch alone. Katherine gulped. She felt like she should not make too fast a movement right now or the predator would jump on her. Slowly, she walked over to the chair opposite Nathaniel's, where Aston had sat in the morning. Smoothing her crumbled dress with her hands, she sat in the comfy upholstery. Meanwhile Nathaniel moved his legs slightly to wake them out of the slumber they had fallen in unknowingly. "I still can't really imagine you as a child", Katherine returned to the first topic. "Did you ever smuggle sweets or played pranks on your maids? No, wait, you don't even like sweets..." "I smuggled crackers instead", Nathaniel helped her out, forcefully subduing the fire within him. A grin emerged on his lips when he remembered a special occasion. "Once I smuggled a whole bottle of whiskey from the cellar. I only dra
Nathaniel was pale, even paler than usual. Katherine now also remembered how he looked when they first encountered each other, the creaking of his voice and how he shrouded himself in shadow. Unhealthy. When they met in Hymirhall's gardens, he had looked and sounded like he was ill, but why had she never noticed that? Or noticed how fast it had gotten better?Standing with balled fists before him, she felt betrayed and hurt. It didn't matter that she was a nobody to him when he first started this scheme. He should have told her, at least when he noticed that she was trustworthy. Or did he think it was okay, because it was over already? Yet to her, it was not over. And his damn silence pained her even more. It was as if he didn't even want to defend himself!"Do you understand?", she asked, and angrily poked his chest with her finger, blinking against her blurry sight. "I said: Don't ever lie to me again!"Instead of answering, he lowered his head, and took a hol
The talk with Aston was quite strange in Katherine's opinion. Not only was the Prince friendlier than Katherine ever imagined, he also was very attentive while not at all suggestive.Stranger still was that he evidently knew whom exactly she talked about when she asked him if he could find her maid."You don't need to worry about Hazel. The girl is perfectly safe", he told her with a smile and took a sip of his tea. "We just can't transfer her here since someone might try to find this place by tracking her. But I assure you, it won't be long before your happy reunion.""How long?", she inquired anxiously. "And why are you so oddly well informed about the matters of my maid anyway? It's almost as if you have your eyes on her."The Prince's eyes widened and he nearly spilled his tea when he rushed to defend himself: "No, no, it's just because my sister in law likes her maid very much, so I looked out for her for a bit. See, my brother is very dear to me, so
"Your Highness Katherine? Are you okay?"Hearing Prince Aston's concerned voice, Katherine snapped out of her thoughts and forced a smile. "Yes, thank you. I was just ... preoccupied. Thank you for telling me about Hazel. I'm afraid I have to leave now. I remembered something important that should not be delayed. Maybe we can talk some other time - as family members."With a smile, she excused herself and rushed out of the salon they had sat in. Though she had found her resolve, she had to stabilize it in herself, solidifying it. Surely, there were several reasons why Nathaniel didn't tell her about the patient and the mage before. If she could figure those out, it would be easier to understand him. She already had several hints: the patient's serve illness, the fast spread of the 'poison' on the day the mage did the unimaginable feat of defeating an army by himself, and finally Nathaniel's words that she had saved his life. Obviously, the powerful magic he had came wi
The Queen of the Icelands and woman who should be in sickbed was actually completely fine. At least, her body was. Elegantly sitting in a high-back chair on her tea table, the blank look in her green eyes told the story of her deteriorating mind."Mother." Gently, Princess Helmina placed her hand on top of the Queen's free one, yet the latter didn't react. Her gaze was focused somewhere far away. Helmina felt the fingers beneath her tremble.Despite this, the younger woman didn't give up. "How are you feeling today? The physician told me you are better. See, the demon you fear is long gone already. Soon, he will not even be in this world anymore."Silence was the only answer, spreading its invisible tendrils in the warm air and resting on Helmina's head until she lowered it. Her fingernails were painted in a happy pink today, yet the color only managed to contrast to the Queen's dark skin more."I - I'm afraid I have to disappoint you once more. I need Em
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