-Karen-A week had passed since I found out about Novo’s death. I was an emotional wreck as I tried to deal with it as best I could. I’d never felt so devastated about anything and it never really occurred to me how powerful death was. No one I cared about had ever died until Lizette and now Novo. All three of them had been extremely supportive and did their best to cheer me up as I grieved. The first two days I did nothing but cry and sleep. I felt even more helpless than ever but the three of them took care of me. Conor was especially supportive of me. He would sit and let me cry while he stroked my hair and hummed the tune from before.On the third day of the week, Conor had started doing the drills in the morning again and then was back around lunch time each day. I waited at the door for him and as soon as he would come in the room, I would greet him with warm hug and a kiss on the cheek. I had started to become much closer to all three of them during this time. It felt wonderfu
-Karen-“I do! I borrowed a book from the library when I first became a Mage. It was called 'Nomel Palace'. There are two other palaces in this kingdom. One in Dareme and the other is in Ralio. Dareme used to be the original capitol until the Lucevkin Dynasty took over. Back before the dynasty took over, these lands were just separate small kingdoms. Eventually, they banded together to fight off the kingdom of Imogau. As far as I know, we are the only kingdom with Mages but I'm not very certain about that. I think the other kingdoms might have Mages but there numbers are much smaller in comparison to Mazifik's.” I explained, wracking my brain for this information.“Well, we started the invasion with the kingdom of Covina in the far east and then worked our way over to Mazifik. From what I saw, no other country has Mages and if they did, they hid them very well.” He paused a moment. “What I can say is that the other kingdoms did not put up a fight like Mazifik. Father had sent a messen
-Karen-He chuckled while he caressed my left cheek. “You’re my princess.” I started to object but he silenced me with a kiss. “If you agree to be my companion, when I am King, I will make you one. So, then you’ll really be my princess.” I opened my mouth to protest but he pulled me to him and kissed me several times. “Nope. Not a word. You don’t really ask for anything… That makes me want to shower you with anything I can get my hands on. Everything!” I giggled. “But you’ve already done enough for me, Conor. I can't ask you for anything else. That would be greedy and rude.” I cupped his face as I leaned in and kissed him slowly. “Enough.” We kissed passionately for several minutes. He smirked deviously. “No! You better not!” I snapped as he laughed heartily.“You can’t tell me what to do, Kay. I’m the prince remember?” He whispered against my lips. I gave him another dirty look as we laughed.“I hate when you use that on me.” I glowered with a pout. Cocky jerk.“That’s the only way
-Karen-Oh! Yes. Joanne didn’t exactly explain the other part. I nodded as I pulled back from him. “I do actually. Explain to me, if you don’t mind, what is really supposed to happen between lovers. I know Joanne said she is loud with Bart but that’s all I got from her. I don’t know anything else beyond that.” I asked curiously. I mean I’m practically stupid when it comes to that. Like I know more about butchering a chicken then being with someone.“The intimate part?” I nodded and watched his expression. “It’s never supposed to hurt. Accidents can happen if you’re not paying attention but, ideally, the whole act should be nothing but pleasure for both of us.” He smirked at that. “It should make you feel so much all at once and at the same time, it allows you to connect and bond with your lover. It deepens the bond so much further than just spending time together. Like for instance, I want to teach you to dance and I want you to teach me how to sew, right?” I nodded as I followed alon
-Karen-I woke up in the big bed alone wondering if I would always have these sweet nights with Conor. The lullaby he hummed to me was so soothing and it made me feel elated. Conor William Victor. He’s really something else! I sat up trying to wake up quickly when Bart and Joanne came through the doors. Joanne was carrying a tray as they smiled warmly at me.“Morning Kay! Hope you’re feeling alright!” Joanne inquired kindly while I stretched and yawned. I stood up and walked over to the table as Bart and Joanne smirked. They already know. No question by the looks on their faces.“We heard you accepted his offer.” Bart said as he and Joanne traded warm smiles. “We think you made a wonderful choice.” I dug into breakfast hungrily and devoured the bacon as soon as I saw it. I made Joanne burst out laughing while Bart chuckled with amusement. After I ate, I was full and sleepy all over again. I could use another nap.“He stayed in our apartment last night.” Joanne explained with a bigger
-Karen-I turned back and straightened up the bed and picked out his clothes. Next I started getting the towels and soaps ready. “Kay! You don’t have to do that you know?” Joanne called from the main room. I rolled my eyes and continued trying to make sure that he would have everything he needed for his shower. I’m his servant- Yes, I do! Undergarments. Pants and shirt. Body towel, hair towel, soap and shampoo. And the conditioner- I think that’s it?I dried the floor with the towel from my shower. As I crossed the main room into the armoire room, I dropped the used towel into the small basket. I opened the door to look myself over in the new mirror. I tightened the sash in the back and flounced my hair. I shut the armoire door when I heard the main door open. I bolted to the door as Conor walked through. As soon as he shut the door, I pounced on him and hugged him tightly.“I missed you!” I whispered as he hugged me back tightly.“Not as much as I missed you!” Conor said kissing me r
-Karen-Over the next four days, Conor had meetings after the drills so Joanne and Bart, when they could, stayed with me. I had managed to talk Joanne into going with me to our library, so I could read up on the Mage books. I figured since I had so much time, I could brush up on the spell portions of my magic even if I couldn’t cast anything. I miss my magic. I feel like I’ll never use it again at this rate. She found a book on Mazifikian culture and decided to read it while I studied. So many spells and all for different things. Memory suppression… Maybe I could figure out a way to forget the bad things that have happened. I could change my hair to a different color too! What color should I pick? Maybe black as pitch? After a few hours, I had gotten caught up in my studies and found Joanne asleep on the plushy couch. On the fifth day, Conor surprised the three of us when he came back from drills early. “Welcome home!” I squealed as I bolted to him and hugged him tightly. I heard Joa
-Karen-I heard him stomp off in a different direction, but I stayed next to the door trying to calm down. I felt my heart race and my left arm started to hurt within a few minutes. Pains started to stab my muscles in my neck and so many scary memories hit me like a wall of bricks. I left the room and went to the armoire. Hastily, I curled up in a ball and shut the door, crying softly, trying to calm down as fast as I could. I have to breath. I have to! I feel like I can’t though. “Karen?” Conor called for me from the main room, but I felt like my joints were locked. I was still really on edge from that short encounter and it made me feel sick to my stomach. “Kay? Where’d you go?” I could hear Conor come into this room and then a second later the doors to the armoire opened. I scrunched down trying to make myself as small as possible.“Kay, what’s wrong, love?” Conor was gentle as he pulled me from the armoire. I cried so hard clinging to him forgetting to breathe a couple of times.