Inside a wedding boutique, Solene was sitting with two of the said wedding team Norman was talking about. Joyce, a tall, middle-aged brunette, was the agent heading the table set-up during the reception while Armand, an Italian designer in his thirties, was the person leading the church decoration.
They had shared their visions on the wedding all of which included exuberant trinkets and ribbons, but none of it grabbed Solene’s fancy. She instead made a bold move on changing the whole look of the church and the reception and went with the white tulips and candles combo.
This simple set-up was met with confused stares on both Joyce and Armand, but nevertheless accepted Solene’s decision. In the end, they decided to go to a nearby town’s wedding shop to look for the perfect size and shape of the candle holder and a few other things to include in the giveaways.
Once there, the owner of the boutique, Mrs. Fl
The intensity of Solene’s cheeks blushing could have been compared to a rose petal after she heard Henri’s words. It was a promise all new to her. A promise she was sure he was going to execute without hesitation.It shouldn’t have flustered her that much considering he was her fiancé but still, she couldn’t control herself. A kiss like that meant she’d taste his lips again and God knows how much she enjoyed them to the fullest.Good thing the light inside the limousine was dim and she had the option to keep her face hidden from his view. This way, she was safe from his observing eyes. At least for now.With her heart thudding against her rib cage, she carefully decided to stay silent during the remainder of their ride.Henri didn’t seem bothered by it. He remained contemplatively silent too, but a few minutes later, he received nonstop calls from work effec
“You...” Solene’s eyes rounded and her mouth hang low when she saw her visitor enter. The old woman was right. She indeed knew her from way, way back when she was fourteen years old. This was the woman who created the tattoos and helped her survive the accidents. This was her grandmother’s so-called friend from a faraway country.And now that she thought about it, did they mean Portugal that time?Dressed in an attire akin to an office suit, the old woman exchanged stares with Solene. Her lip was tipped upward, showing a little bit of friendliness and a little bit of reservation. She had an air of sophistication and elegance, but Solene could also sense strictness from her just like before.“You were a teenager back then when we first met,” the old woman said, carefully nearing her in fluid strides.“Are you part of the Rantzen Family?” Solene asked, mo
Grabbing the back of Solene's head, Henri placed more pressure on their kiss. He gently brushed his tongue along her lower lip and then followed it with a slight suck. This opened up Solene's mouth more, allowing him easier entry. His tongue invaded her again, tasting her, coaxing her own out from its comfort zone.When their first kiss was short and hot, this kiss here was ten times more. It was smoldering and continuous, and judging from the way Henri held her, it wasn't ending anytime soon.Solene, brought by her nerves, stilled for a moment, but with Henri's encouraging movements, she gradually submitted to the heat of their kiss. She angled her head to the side and stuck out her tongue, sparring with his in a passionate duel. Despite technically inexperienced, she didn't feel awkward at all. He was perfect with guiding her.Trying to acquaint herself with his person, she reached up and threaded her fingers along wit
Solene stirred as the first light of day kissed her face. She softly mumbled and rubbed her cheeks more against her pillow finding it downier and smoother than she remembered it to be.She heard the sweet chirping of birds somewhere outside the room. The lovely tune earned a small smile on her lips. It was a welcomed alarm clock for her.Opening her eyes, she expected to be greeted by Patricia, standing in a corner with her ready-made breakfast, but that didn’t happen.Instead, the serene face of Henri welcomed her line of sight.Her jaw dropped whilst a silent gasp escaped her lips. Her eyelids fluttered and her head reflexively moved backward to create a bit of distance between their faces. As it turned out, their noses had almost touched. If she were any inches nearer...Oh boy.Heat immediately rose on her cheeks. They had shared kisses already yest
When Anklet told her she would be trained on how to fight, Solene wasn’t surprised. She assumed it was because of the hostage incident in the wedding boutique that was why Henri ordered it. She couldn’t complain though. Her grandfather had already trained her how to fight in the past. If she didn’t stop those trainings when she reached high school she would have probably become a black belter now.Solene just nodded in understanding and went to the bathroom to take a bath. When she watched her reflection in the mirror, her mouth immediately gaped and a visible blush colored her cheeks.She wasn’t too innocent not to recognize the angry bruise on her neck that looked particularly like a kiss mark. Remembering her moment with Henri, she bit her bottom lip. So this was what he meant by ‘flaunt it however I like.’She couldn’t do that of course not because she was asham
Solene was led inside the Master’s chamber that evening by Norman and Patricia. The entire time she traipsed the hallway, her thoughts swam to the idea that not only was she about to have a dinner date with Henri, but she will be entering his room once again.The very room where she woke up this morning and the very room she will be sleeping tonight.This was good practice for her future married life with him, she thought, but still, that didn’t mean her heart wasn’t pounding like crazy, especially when thinking about their intimate session in her room. It was highly likely it would happen again in the very near future.Once Norman opened the double doors, she entered and gaped. Truly,
Henri neared Solene, his pace unhurried. He relished watching her get all flustered with his words, words that even he himself was surprised. They spilled unchecked from his mouth, but he didn’t regret actually saying them. She had to know she was safe ′from’ him, ′with’ him, and that he cared about her safety and happiness above all.Gently, he ran his thumb along her cheekbones all the while she stayed glued to her seat. He saw her stiffen briefly, felt her slight discomfort, but he understood why she had these instinctual reactions. Just like him, she was new to this kind of relationship. They both needed to adjust. They both needed to take each step with caution.He leaned a little planning to end this evening dinner with a kiss or kisses maybe, but then he noticed a shadow move in a darkened part of the mansion roof. He knew immediately what this meant.“You must be tired,”
Meridith handed her a wrapped box while Solene sat in her receiving room’s couch. She gave her mother a questioning look and asked, “What’s this, mom?”“Open it, Solene, and you’ll see,” she simply stated.Furrowing her brows, Solene unwrapped the box and found its content to be rather surprising.“This is father’s book,” she muttered and glanced at her mother in awe.“Yes,” Meridith nodded just as she looked at Riza.“That book is called the Book of Death, Solene,” the older woman stated.“But your father prefers to call it a grimoire,” Meridith added. “It is time I give it to you.”“Is this a wedding present mom?” was Solene’s question. She remembered holding this book back when she was still six. She found it on
Chapter 53 – EpilogueLike her first wedding, Solene strode into the aisle with numerous people watching. However, on this occasion, they were all souls. The majority of them were grounded, sitting on the pews, but there were others too levitating in the air. They were all dressed in white, beige, gray, and red uniforms, signifying their designations in Sattus. However, Solene saw them not as souls without a shell, but real people with real lives, living in this realm she had come to love.As she inched closer and closer to the altar, Solene stared ahead in wonder. During their three-day stay in the Fair Silver Estate, Henri mentioned something about a surprise. This surprise was the newly built garden in Castle Vatlavus, created only for her, or as he stated—technically a renovated garden since the first one was destroyed during Caym’s attack.Immediately, Solene saw this as the perfect place to hold her second wed
Chapter 52 – The Queen’s Support Indeed, the crack in Gehenna’s barrier was large, so large that it allowed many monsters and armies of demons out. Solene expected this from Henri, though. He was a powerful man, after all. There was no denying he could destroy this section of Sattus if he really wanted to, angry or not. Partly, she felt guilty that this happened, but what else was new? She had always been the reason for the misfortunes of many people who became collateral damage or the unsuspected victim. Case in point, Cassandra, Mrs. Ingrid, Tessa, Lady Ursula, the people at the coffee shop and at the supermarket, and AC, her innocent little brother. But to feel depressive about it wasn’t the solution now. She already rose and conquered this heavy burden in her heart, and she was so ready to end this once and for all. As she neared her destination, she spotted one soul near it, trying to fix the crack with his powers. When he moved
Chapter 51 – The King of SattusWhen Henri returned to Sattus, it only took seconds for him to know where Caym was—inside the castle, in Solene's room, where she hadn't even seen yet. He was trying to conceal his presence, but to no avail. It was pathetic. It was laughable. Nothing could escape Henri's notice, especially when inside the castle.But Kelios said he was in Tartarus, supervising his army. It totally contradicted the facts, so this meant Caym was using his power of manipulation. He was certainly manipulating someone into posing as him, or he had someone transform into his likeness, or he transformed this volunteer into his clone.Whichever was the case, Henri knew this was all a trap—a trap he was more than happy to play. He instructed Kelios to pose as him too and with Jacob's help, mid-teleporting into Tartarus, Kelios changed into Henri's face and build. Even the King's great scythe was cloned all jus
Chapter 50 – The Queen’s SurpriseA series of lightning crack above the castle spires and the formation of a storm cell in the sky heralded the return of the King of Sattus. Henri materialized on top of the tallest tower with his boot hitting the pointed roof.With brows twisted, he surveyed his castle below. It was still untouched, good, but half of its surroundings were already in bad shape. There were no villages or souls on it, but the trees and the landscaped garden he created for Solene to welcome her stay in Sattus was all in ruins. There were rubbles everywhere from the pillars he erected in the garden, and most of the bushes and flowering plants were on fire. This angered him so."Your Majesty." Kelios appeared behind him and stated.Henri remained his gaze on the garden, hands clenched, and said, "Kelios, speak.""We have driven back Caym's army in Nirvana, Krusk, Bettina and Argelu, Your Majesty.
Chapter 49 – The Queen’s Choice"You leave my brother's body, now!" Solene shouted just as a neon blue circle appeared underneath her. It quickly expanded and reached the fountain where AC stood.Amon jumped up, and as a result, levitated the boy’s body before the light could touch him. “I think I’ll stay,” he flashed his fangs at her; his fangs that glinted with the blue glow. “I’m rather enjoying this vessel, woman. You, however, should be worried. At this moment, your husband is under Caym’s mercy, bloody and groveling for his life.”This briefly shook Solene. She trusted Henri’s capabilities as king. He was a powerful man. Caym could never rival him, but then again...what if...what if this demon was telling the truth? What if Henri was indeed on the brink of death and she wasn’t there to save him?Should she go to him then? But AC... the boy needed h
Chapter 48 – The Queen’s Demon'No...no... This can't happen!'Solene's thoughts proclaimed as cold dread washed over her. This was the demon that killed her. This was the demon that had been causing her fear and suffering since she was a child. This was the mastermind of her father's killing, and now, he has possessed her adoptive brother.Her sweet, innocent brother.Memories of that day when he killed her flooded inside her mind. It brought her stiff for a moment. Heaven knows how she just wanted to curl up into a ball in the corner of her room and protect herself from the traumatic experience, but no... No! She wasn't a prey anymore. She changed even better than before. She refused for him to win again, and most importantly, she refused to let her brother get harmed.Withdrawing from her mother's embrace, Solene flashed a fake smile and acted as if nothing was happening. She didn't want her mother
Chapter 47 – The Queen’s Warning BellsThe first thing Solene noticed when she regained consciousness was someone's breathing. The calm rise and fall of this person's chest was so comfortable she didn't want to interrupt it, but she had to. She was already awake and her body begged to move.Shifting her head up, she was greeted with this person's smile then."Henri..." she muttered and smiled back. She found herself sitting on his lap and cradled securely by his arms. They were still inside the maze's plaza, roofed with bright stars and shined by the light of the moon."Happy birthday, love. How are you feeling?" he asked and would have wanted to touch her cheek if not for Solene's sudden movement.She jerked back and shouted, "Oh, god, did I just mess up my birthday? The blessing?!"Henri found this comical, but kept his laugh inside. He shook his head in haste then and answered, "No, not at all, lov
Chapter 46 – The Queen CelebratedAs what Lady Ursula said, the Rantzen Family celebrates birthdays differently. When Solene entered the garden maze’s center plaza, she understood what the old woman meant. Not only was it held inside a maze, it was set up in a way that all the guests would circle the theta-shaped fountain. A circular symbol was drawn around it, which Solene hadn’t noticed the last time she visited this area of the estate. She couldn’t help but arch a brow. She wasn’t told how the party would flow. She was only informed by Henri to ‘prepare’ and nothing more. And by ‘prepare’ he meant to choose a dress out of the three he bought for her.Black and red. These colors were always what she favored, so when she spotted one that had these shades spread neatly on her mattress, she chose it. Patricia, her personal maid, helped her don it. As always, the gown had a slit design, re
Chapter 45 – Earning the Queen’s BlessingSolene’s clit engorged further as Hein continued sucking it. Then he parted her folds even more, licked it upward until he arrived at his final destination. Without preamble, he entered her with his tongue. He stretched it further inside, pulled it back and stretched it again, all the while Solene mewled with heavy breaths.“Hein... Hein!” she cried out as she climaxed minutes later.Her high didn’t stop there as suddenly, she felt both cocks inside her: Henri in her swollen pussy while Hein inside her ass.“Our insatiable queen,” Hein grunted.“Hein...” Solene breathed out.“Let’s give her something to shout, shall we?” Henri offered while flashing a grin.“Henri...” Solene pressed her forehead against his cheek.“Yes, my thoughts exactly,” Hein answered.