ARIAI honestly didn't know what was wrong. I thought I was healing nice and well. What was happening then? I had a fever, worse than I have ever experienced and the lack of appetite that came along with it as a bonus was the major part. I could hardly sleep for two days now. It wasn't from my recent near death wound. The skin around it was dry and it only pained when agreessively pressed down on . Or was my body finally taking a toll on me? This morning, I woke up with extreme weakness and tiredness. I could hardly lift myself from the bed until I gathered momentum for long minutes and my breakfast, just water. "You need to eat, Aria. You have to try. Look, you have been getting paler and paler, surely you know what I must mean. You're so white, you almost look like a dead body!" Ferris always hammered on my white complexion, thanks to the vampires and now that I was pale, I understood what she meant. There was almost no difference between a corpse and I. I really tried. But today
ADRIAN"Heard about the feast. Why didn't I hear about it much sooner, from you?" I had just gotten dressed immediately after waking up. Didn't have time for a bath and most importantly, I was avoiding Veronica like she was the plague herself. If I was to take a bath, she would have woken up and gotten naked with me in the tub. That, I didn't want to happen. I also didn't want her to suspect anything about me, with how I have been acting so it was better to do it this way. I turned towards her with a smile. The gown had eased down from her chest, exposing her breasts. Not again. I allowed my eyes to linger on it, not because I wanted to see her very small ugly breasts which I couldn't help but to compare with Aria's, but because I wanted Veronica to think I desired her a little bit. She smiled. My plan was working. She bent her head low, her hair coming over her breasts before she looked up. "I see your eyes know what beauty is." She giggled as she stopped a little too close to me.
ADRIAN"I am Maddock, King of the Kingdom of Ver."The relief that washed through me from head to toe was indescribable. I felt like screaming my lungs out in happiness. The heaviness I felt all through these moons slowly started to ease off. Only one thing would bring the strong Lycan king to my doorstep. He was here for us, support. How did he know we needed him?The first thing I did was turn around and confirm our privacy. The guards were still behind the gate and the only ones still high above the hill was Maddock and I. His eyes were straight, emotionless but he was calm as he stared at the surroundings."My kingdom is honored to have you. Let's go in, for a talk." I offered even though I strongly hoped he would reject it. I didn't want Veronica even seeing him. She would begin to suspect. I was relieved when Maddock shook his bead at my request. "I strongly suggest against that, given your circumstances. Let's ride to the village." We rode in silence at first until we arrived
ADRIAN"Why...why am I seeing a lot of foreign faces?" I tried to sound as unbothered as possible. The training for the position of the puppet King had started this morning. I had been so excited I would finally see their treacherous faces. I needed to see how many loyal men she had but now, I was shocked to my bones as I stood on the balcony to the western wing with Veronica. The guards, even Gregory was amongst them. He sat by the hay and kept to himself as he played with his word. Gregory was definitely not Veronica's loyalist. Veronica hummed as she bent her head sideways with closed eyes, so the wind could brush through her curls and light purple gown, a bright smile on her face. "Oh Adrian. It will be good. I can feel it in my bones." Truth was I felt like smashing her head on the rail in front of me. She avoided my question. I gritted my teeth and begged myself for patience. Veronica was toying with me and the most annoying part, she was deeply enjoying it. She couldn't kno
ADRIAN"I suggest we just attack, my lord. They're only a few men. We do not need the Lycans. The sooner the better."Gregory had a strong feeling about this. We were seated in my study this morning and Greg came in, in all good spirits. He claimed Veronica's men did their training in the guards quarters and they were just few men she had. He suggested we attack the men and kill Veronica, afterwards. But this wasn't settling to me, for some reason, it just didn't seem alright to me. Why would Veronica allow her men, if they were just a few of them to train where they stood to be ambushed anytime? No. It was a trap. "No. It is a trap. Veronica is smart. She knows what she's doing. She wouldn't willingly strip herself bare to us, especially if she knew we could take them out. Don't." I was still deep in thought as my mind appeared to think of what the witch was planning. But Gregory didn't understand, he believed this was our opportunity. He didn't know the witch like I did."We can't
ARIAI was shaken violently from my sleep. I hadn't been able to sleep for days and this night was the night I succumbed to sleep. I groaned in protest and shifted away for the second time. The shake began again and this time, it was followed with a voice. "Aria. You need to wake up. Veronica is searching for you from cottage to cottage. She is coming here." Ferris sounded scared, more like she was already panicking. This had me opening my eyes and shooting pff the bed immediately, my eyes searching and adapting in the darkness, focusing on her. "What?" I whispered. "How did she find out where I am?" No. It couldn't be. Where was Adrian? If she was doing this then something definitely happened to him. What has happened to my mate? "Where's Adrian? Where's Gregory?" My voice was loud, what did she do to my mate? From how enlarged Ferris eyes was, I knew she had no clue about our mates. My heart fought for the different waves of emotions that came so suddenly, from how my body warmed
ARIAThe sky was clearing up, becoming brighter and brighter but I was no where close to being around the borders. My feet were weak and bloody. I had a lot of cuts and bruises as a result of stepping on the thorny plants. It didn't help that it rained and now the fresh muddy soil seeped into my cuts. I discared my two cloaks for they had gotten much heavier from the rain. Fresh warm blood spat out of my re opened wound, creating a red coloured map on my sleeping gown. I ached all over but I still walked on, with shallow breaths and clouded dizziness and no soul cared. I was passing through the villagers but none of them stopped to help me with my condition. They just watched me, whispered amongst themselves and went on with their daily lives.I happened to remember the stall of an old man I was kind to at the beginning of my reign as I walked. I navigated my way with difficulty to the stall in the market and climbed into his stall. He looked startled at first, his eyes enlarging as h
ADRIANA bucket of cold water was poured over my head. The coldness seeped into my naked skin and make me shiver awake. I was lost, at first, my mind was unable to recollect. My lazy eyes looked around and wondered what was happening until I lifted my gaze up and saw Gregory binded at his arms and feet while Ferris was on her knees. The guards were noisy, creaming in obvious victory, their arms high up, their once upon a time king was now at their feet while others kept splashing the pails of water they held in their hand on my guards. I tried shifting immediately to fight but I winced in pain. I looked down on myself and saw the dried blood that stained my thighs and arms. That was when the earlier events came flooding in my head. I remembered everything. How wrong we were, to think that Veronica wouldn't catch on our plans and this was the outcome. "Now, now." Veronica's voice boomed in the grand hall. She was seated on her throne and what? She even had make-up on, the black lips