“YOU SMELL LIKE A LILY OF THE VALLEY,” Fred said as he took in the scent. “It reminds me of—”
The words died in his throat, literally. He was yanked away from Magnolia, forcing him to let go of her arm.
“What the hell are you doing?” Daniel’s voice was chilling. His hand was around Fred’s throat, squeezing.
“I—I was just—” Fred stuttered with his eyes bulging.
“How dare you touch my wife,” the duke hissed. “I could break your neck right here.”
“Daniel,” Magnolia hurried and placed her hands on his arm. “You cannot.”
“This bastard did something to you in the temple, did he not?” With his hand around Fred’s throat, he lifted him in the air.
“Daniel, please. He is the queen’s nephew,” Magnolia pleaded.
“Do you think I care?”
“You have to let him go.” Daniel stared at the man for a moment, his face was turning blue.
‘I would rather tear his throat out.’
Daniel threw the baron to
DANIEL AND MAGNOLIA WALKED INTO THE HOUSE, giggling and holding hands. They were both drunk with desire for each other. It was late so there was no one around, except the butler. Daniel dismissed him right away. “I think we shall read chapter twelve when we get to the bedroom,” Daniel whispered in her ear. Magnolia bit her bottom lip while her mischievous eyes stared at her husband. “I am looking forward to it, Your Grace,” she said with a playful voice. Daniel pulled her to him, flattening their bodies against each other. He kissed her with such passion, her knees nearly gave in. “Daniel, you’re killing me,” she breathed against his lips. “Look who’s talking, you’re the one killing me with these lips of yours.” He kissed her again then he picked her up and started to walk toward the stairs. When Daniel turned toward their room, Magnolia wiggled a bit. “Wait, Daniel,” she said. “I want to check on Geof
MAGNOLIA SAT ON THE EDGE OF GEOFFREY’S BED. She felt cold, not from the chilly breeze coming from the open balcony, but from inside of her. She was not sure how long she sat there, hugging herself. ‘I have let my guard down.’ She was always vigilant when she was traveling with her son. ‘How is it that nothing happened to him all that time, but he gets taken from the middle of the duke’s house?’ Magnolia bit her lip in frustration until it bled. “My poor son,” she whispered as fresh tears raced down her cold cheeks. Suddenly, a screech erupted from the garden. Magnolia was already on her feet, her heart beating in her throat. Her legs moved before her mind registered the action. She ran through the hallways and down the stairs until she reached the gardens. There were many servants with lanterns scattered around. Her eyes were lost, looking for a hint as to the source of the scream. Her eyes fell on
IT WAS EARLY MORNING, but no one had slept all night. Magnolia jumped when the doors to Daniel’s office flew open. Henry walked into the room, horrified. “Why the bloody hell didn’t you call for me?” He glared at Daniel. “Because it was your wedding night, you fool,” Daniel shot back at him. “You should not be here.” “You’re wrong, this is exactly where I need to be right now.” “Daniel is right, Henry,” Magnolia uttered with an exhausted voice. “You should not have left Florence.” Henry clenched his jaw, doing his best not to snap back. “Well, I am here now. Do we have any updates?” But before Daniel could answer, the doors opened again. It was Laya this time. “Is it true?” she burst out. But no one had to answer, Magnolia’s grim face and her dry tears said it all. “We have no confirmation yet, but I believe it has something to do with the Barons Faction,” Daniel explained. “Those bastards,” Henry mumbled.
MAGNOLIA PACED BACK AND FORTH IN HER ROOM. It was clear that Daniel was not planning on helping the barons pass that bill. “This should not be the priority right now.” She slammed her hand on the table. ‘Geoffrey is.’ She crashed down on the chair and leaned into her arms across the table. She remembered when she found out she was pregnant, she was only seventeen and she hated the baron. She thought of getting rid of the baby because she did not want her child to be brought into her horrible world. The baron was indifferent, he did not care about children or heirs, but at least he kept his distance from Magnolia when he found out she was pregnant. He did not come to her bed and he did not vent his anger on her and beat her anymore. Magnolia had secretly bought an herbal mix that would have caused her to lose the baby, but she just stared at it for days without being able to use it. She could not bring herse
“I STILL THINK THIS IS A BAD IDEA,” Laya complained. “At least, she is not saying she will kill everyone anymore.” Killian smiled sheepishly. Magnolia rolled her eyes at them both. “So how does this spell work?” “You’ll have a different appearance for half an hour, so you better get out of there before the time is up.” “Are you not coming with us?” Magnolia raised a brow. “I can’t get involved in things like this, the tower will find out. I should stay out here anyway, in case something goes wrong.” Laya shrugged. “I think you two can handle yourselves without me.” She handed Magnolia a flask. “Drink.” After a few gulps, Laya gave it to Killian to do the same. “So now what—” the words died in Magnolia’s throat when her voice changed into a deeper and more manly one. “Oh Gods,” she mumbled. She looked at her hands, they were huge and rough. “Did I really need this spell as
MAGNOLIA’S KNEES GAVE IN AND SHE FELL TO THE COBBLED FLOOR. ‘Bastards.’ She gritted her teeth. It was evident that someone was staying there until a little while ago. Even the fire was still blazing. ‘How did they send a message so fast?’ Magnolia slammed her fists against the stones while a few tears escaped through her lashes and fell on her clenched fingers. “Did I just make things worse?” It was obvious that she had, but neither Killian nor Laya had the heart to confirm. “Come on, you should go back home, dear.” Killian pulled her to her feet, she could barely stand. The three of them rode to the castle in silence. It was afternoon already and the day grew even colder. When they reached the front entrance, Magnolia’s eyes fell on a very agitated duke, he was pacing back and forth. As soon as he saw them, he mounted his horse. “Come with me,” Dani
“GREETINGS, YOUR MAJESTIES.” Fred bowed to the king and queen who were having their afternoon tea. “Fred,” the queen called with a smile. “Come, join us for tea.” Lord Saknas obeyed and sat on the settee next to his aunt. “So, parliament is voting the day after tomorrow, do you have anything to report?” “Lord Pruice and I had an encounter earlier,” Fred started. “Two men infiltrated his manor to get information about the boy. They had magical powers.” Both Titus and Monika looked at him with surprise. “Nobles?” Monika uttered. “What sort of magic?” King Titus asked at the same time. “Fire.” “Fire?” The king pushed to his feet with wide eyes. “Both of them?” “Yes, Your Majesty.” “I knew I couldn’t trust your incompetent brother with such an important matter.” He glared at his wife. Fred clenched his jaw at the insult to his dead father. “What do you mean, Your Majesty?” Monika thre
“YOU DON’T LOOK TOO WELL, DANIEL,” Henry uttered after studying his friend for a moment. He was pale and beads of sweat were glimmering on his forehead. The duke was too preoccupied to hear him though. “Daniel,” Henry called again. “Yes, what is it?” Daniel looked at him. “Are you alright?” Daniel looked out the window again. “Am I doing the right thing?” he asked after a long silence. “They would not hurt Geoffrey. They know I would kill them all if they did.” “Desperate people take desperate actions,” Henry told him. “Is everything ready for the attack?” “Yes, Laya will contact you directly once they have found Geoffrey.” They had received information about a little boy being brought into a house the day before. He matched Geoffrey’s description. After some more investigation, it was clear that the information was valid. “This is our last chance, I will try to stall the voting as much as I can, u