She... She wanted to dance with Devin. "One more surprise for the night," he said. "After dinner." We ate dinner. It was everything Cecil loved. She was so excited, clutching her new wolf cub stuffie. She was half asleep when Charles carried her up the stairs to a suite. It looked like something
Grace The next morning, Charles was adorned in his ceremonial robes. We ate breakfast in the garden with Cecil. Charles led her around the gardens and then he sent her off to play with the attendants. Then, he led me to the grand hall of the Blackwoods Castle. The air buzzed with an electric tensi
"--And in the name of blood and fidelity and bonds broken, I severe the bond between us and submit to the Goddess' will." The air shook. A bright flash of light filled the air. Devin let out a blood-curdling scream. The Greenvalley Elder blanched. Devin was wrapped in a bright red light, swayed on
Charles During the chaos, I had the Greenvalley Elder arrested along with Devin. The rest of his family had been brought to the dungeons soon after. The man had the nerve to pretend as if he didn't know why I was so pissed off with him. Fury simmered beneath the surface as I watched the Greenvalle
I grinned at her. "My sword is yours princess." Other parents joined in and the courtyard erupted with shrieks of laughter and mock battle cries. Grace looked happier than I'd ever seen her as we charged into enemy territory at Cecil's lead. I couldn't help but grin, my heart swelling with a fie
Grace I needed the nap, probably more than Cecil did. We got dressed and headed downstairs to the main hall and I could not believe how much it had been changed from earlier. It looked like a formal ballroom now, but no one was wearing anything fancy except for Charles. I was thankful. I settled
"Daddy! Daddy!" she shrieked, oblivious to the tension that hung heavy between us. Devin sneered and tried to draw away, but Cecil threw her arms around his legs. His eyes darted back to me, and he smirked. "I missed you, Daddy. When are you coming home?" He grinned. "Depends, Cecil... On your
Grace I shook my head, barely holding back laughter the longer Cecil held him hostage. Every time he glanced at a guard, a little more of the pain subsided. When the trial resumed, he would face the consequences of his actions, and Amy and I, along with our children, would really be free. I chuc