Zachary carried Edla out of the Eadlin's room carefully and safely in his arms, after he had given an order from inside the room that, he wants no maid found around or outside when he comes out. He had wrapped her shoulder in some extra clothes he found in Eadlin's wardrobe, to soak in the blood more before the entire piece of cloth would get soiled, and instinctively attract people's attention. He was having serious and nerve wreaking contemplatings about the next step to take in his head, as he moved hastily with his sister in his arms towards the direction of his room. Trying to fathom what had come over the twins to never ending their fight was hard, but thinking about what had come over Eadlin to such brutality and beast nature was harder. He could see the glint in her eyes. They were somewhat sober, and at the same time evil. His right hand found the opening knob to his door so quickly, as he entered inside and pushed the door close with his leg locking it behind. He droppe
"I don't think this wound is healing at all, Zachary," Edla cried softly to her brother, who was busy scribbling words on the paper in front of him with an ink pen that was placed on the table. He had left her to sleep after brewing some kind of tea he had gone to ask for at the infirmary, and had lied that he had pains in his body and needed something to sleep. Edla had woken up later in the evening still sleeping on his bed, as she raised her body up noiselessly from the soft bed which sprang up from its little dip. The first thing that came to her mind impulsively, was the check her disfigured arm to see how well it was healing. To her utmost dismay, the wound didn't seem closing the way it was expected to be. Only the bleeding appeared to have ceased, from the large amount that it dripped before. It hadn't even stopped finally. "Not healing at all?" Zachary whose back was facing the bed turned his head immediately she called to him, as he stood up from the chair that he was sitti
"I cannot believe Eadlin could go this out of control. You said she would be able to control the orb, but now it is controlling her! It is clearly controlling her! What if she had killed Edla?! What would I have done?!" Etheldreda ranted in a murmuring tone to Arturo, while biting her lips so hard in guilt till they bled. She paced to and fro the corners of the room with her long dress dragging along behind her, like there were hot embers attached to the under palm of her foot. "Did you see how raged her siblings were? To make things worse is that, she has no ideas of those things she is doing. She would not even be able to defend herself, if they would persecute her for being vicious towards her sister. Things are getting ruined slowly. The feast is just in few days. What am I going to .........." "Can you just shut up and act like the queen that you are, Dreda," Arturo's dulcet and calm voice chided, like there was barely anyone uttering out a word. He was sitting on the same chai
The air around the palace walls to the feast hall was well permeated with great opulence, to match the class of the nobles that were invited to the feast and to show them who was the superior one. The newly arriving invited guest trotted in with elegance in twos and threes, each having a great expectation of the reason why they were invited by the queen herself. It took Scarlett lot of courage to make up her mind and dress up for the feast, without putting the disappointment of it not being her own son's day to be announced forward. Hendrix who had been informed by his sister about the postponement of the marriage, still could not feel any better because it didn't sound like a good news to him. It was still a guarantee that the wedding would still hold. The time didn't matter. The palace seamster who made special clothes for the king and princes, had been summoned by the queen days before the feast, in order for him to make the best quality of cloth that would fit Elliott's positio
Elliott who had perceived his brother's scent from behind, was distracted from answering to Armani's question as he turned to look at him. Oblivious of the familiar and dazed look that she had on her face at that point in time, Elliott called to his brother as a means to escape from the question she had asked him. He couldn't really trust her to answer to that question, when they had just met in the space of minutes.'What if his mother was using her to get out the truth from him? What if she wanted the marriage too? What if she told her mother about his true intentions, and that wasn't what the family also wanted. He couldn't risk it.'"Meet my brother, Zachary. The second prince of Casera kingdom," he turned his face back to Armani and introduced Zachary to her, "This is lady Armani Blackstal. First daughter of the Blackstals family." Zachary's entire system which was weak and blindly damped by alcohol initially, had come back to its normal state and the reality of who he had co
The party ended on a good note for the special guests that were invited to the fun feast, while the pain remained with the ones whose lives would soon be derailed by its final decision. The queen who was sure that she had done justice to her decision, began to make further preparations for Elliott's and Armani's wedding. She was going to get them perfectly wedded within eighteen days. Hendrix who had decided not to visit the palace for any reason whatsoever, had sent a letter message to his best friend, that the city library was where he could find him at any point in time if he would be out of the palace. The night before the day that trouble began to stir, Azalea had a dream that had put her in state of great distress through the night. "Alaina. Bri...ng bring th...at that c..h...ild child," the scary and sonorous voice came out in echoes from a woman, who stretched out her extremely long and untidy nails to the lady who had a sleeping baby crouched to her arms. "I have no reaso
Ayden was sitting at the garden in his usual self with a canvas, painting brushes and a board, that was already set in place for him to paint anything he wished. He had been trying to paint a portrait of Azalea for almost three days in futility, as she always had somewhere to be or something to do every single minute. She had not spent quality time with him in almost a week after the queen's feast, and it was really getting to him by bringing out extreme anxiousness in him. Whenever he offered for her to accompany him to see Hendrix too, she always had an excuse to give to him regarding a task that she had carry out. Watching the every moves of everyone in the palace, was really difficult for her to accomplish by herself.To make him more restless and doubtful about the advancement of their relationship into a trustable one, Azalea did not tell or give him account of what she had been up to for the few days. She couldn't tell him without a real confirmation, of her numerous hypothe
"I do not think I can pull this off as you want me to. I have been trying to draw out just the sketch, but it is harder than any other painting I have ever done," Ayden pointed out frustratedly to Azalea, and angrily hurled the painting brush he held between his right fingers to the floor. The idea of painting the queen's face on a paper without having her sit was really sick. "You can try better. Try to picture her face in your head. I mean you were able to do much better of painting me just yesterday," Azalea tried to encourage, in an attempt to get Ayden do what she wanted as soon as he could without any hitches. They had practiced drawing a mind picture of her the previous for the entire day, which turned out to be better than he could have even imagined himself to be able to do. However, it was different story the next day as he had been trying for hours to paint the queen, without any good results even when he had seen her that morning on her way to the meeting with the pal
He gently walked towards the hallway that led to the garden to see if she was probably there, but the place was empty and lonely just as they had left it. His heart began to feel unsettling, as he quickly made his way into every room in the palace that he knew she usually liked going to. "Check every nook and cranny of the palace for Azalea, right, now!" Ayden dispatched every servant and soldier around, as he walked back into their room looking so confused and stressed out. That was when his eyes caught the paper that was folded neatly, and placed under the oil bottle in the dresser in the room. He rushed to pick it as he opened it. It thus read; "Dear Ayden. I know you must have been alarmed by now about my disappearance, but do not be. I am sorry to leave you in this manner, but this is actually the best thing to do for now. Do not look for me too, because you will not be able to find me even if you try. My powers have gone out of hand, and I have finally figured out why. Seem
The palace of many rooms and hallways was unbelievably quiet, with just servants and maids doing their best to clean every room in the large building. Everywhere was now more silent than ever, rather than the usual noises of the main family that once lived there happily. Everyone now had their lives to live.Zachary had left the palace together with his wife Armani and their son, after publishing his new book which had become best selling in a few weeks. Edla refused to go with Elliott when he came back one more time to see Ayden and Azalea, rejecting his offer to find a job for her in the nearest city which was many miles away. He told her that Eadlin had joined another pack as a warrior, and just spent her time training endlessly. Edla remained in and out the palace walls in hopes that one day,, she would still be able to capture the heart of Hendrix whom she still loved in her heart. Being well versed with the embroidery skills she learnt and spent her time doing during her
For the king, she had robbed him of his mate and the real Luna of the kingdom, because of her own selfish gain. She also made their only child's life a miserable one, and tried to kill the true prince of the kingdom several times without number. And she had even given birth to the children he had loved with his entire life, for another man whom she disguised as her brother to the palace. With him again she conspired to put his life into danger and left his already thin body to decay, so that she could finally usurp the throne with him. She also put a division between him and his bonafide son. For her first son Elliott, she made his life a miserable one since he had started growing up by pushing him too hard. Beyond his limits that put him into great depression and low-self esteem, and helped him to find solace in a lady who was willing to do everything for him. Robbed him of being the first son of the king. And to that beautiful union she put a division because of her greedy
Arturo was pacing his sword already in restless motion, in stark contrast to Azalea's as he traced roving loops with the point. He stepped forward, his sword swinging in a mock offense in an experimental probe into motion. He had put his dark magic power into the sword, and was ready to destroy the despicable little lady that was right in front of him. He hated so much that she had refused to die and always sat on his nerves, and that she was doing it till the very last moment. That was when he knew that she should not have underestimated her powers. However, he was ready to destroy her finally.Azalea launched aggressively straight into the attack as she filled her sword with her powers, left, right--she twisted away, jumped back, closed in for the attack again taking him off balance. The last time that she had hesitated to finish up everything with the fight, Ayden's sudden attack from Eadlin had distracted and almost caused both of them death.The werewizard swung his sword in a
Azalea was lying on the cold and bare floor hopelessly, weak and out of breath, with no assurance of surviving till the next day. Ayden had not even stirred ever since they had been locked up in the room, and was just motionless on the floor with also no one to tend to the wound he got from Eadlin's stab. If he was dead or alive she knew not, and her wrenched heart could also not take anymore pains or could her eyes shed anymore tears. The floors of the room were beginning to quake more violently, of the self-destruct effects it was having on itself. It was a glaring fact that the situation was just too despairing to do anything. If a miracle would occur by any chance at that moment, then she would first have to get out of the prison she was locked in unscathed. If there was another one that was willing to follow, she would also need the strength to escape together with Ayden. If she was going to escape safely with him, he needed to be alive and strong enough to migrate, for h
Edla and Zachary had remained restless all day while going in and out of his room, searching for clues that could help them discover where Azalea and Ayden could be. It was a tricky one because there were now twice as many soldiers in the palace, but they could now walk around freely however they liked. No one was talking about their mother and if she was okay, and they had no idea if the king was still even alive. The entire family had become a royal mess that the gossip about it could never be heard outside the palace if they all wanted to keep their heads. Eadlin was the only one allowed to see her mother and see her recuperation progress, while Elliott had run away from the palace the night the fight escalated with Azalea, and he saw his mother to the ground. Though he still felt the love he had for her as a son, she had ruined him too much for him to watch her stand back on her feet. He went back to search for Gianna at the inn where her parents owned, but they told him t
"We are all doomed now!! There is certainly no way out of this. There is no way!" Edla panicked, yelled and screamed, as she paced from end to end in Zachary's room. She had stood by the nearest room with a window to watch what had happened during the fight, but fled after the buildings collapsed for the second time. The next event that followed after the entire fight and commotion, was Arturo that now sat on the throne as the new king to reign. That same day, he summoned everyone in the city and called them to the palace, in which his new men informed all of them of the new development. It became the words amongst them that the wicked queen had been usurped, while their savior whom she also manipulated initially had come to save them from their misery. Everything had turned on Etheldreda to Arturo's full exploit. To make everything seem plausible, he started by banning the restriction orders and then fixed the reduction in tax payments. Grains were massively shared too among
"Azalea took the entire afternoon to rest by the hut and to regain her strength, while Ayden sharpened the sword that they found in a corner which was insinuated to have been left by Armani. She had a strong affirmation in her heart that no matter where Armani was, she would be safe and fine in everything that she did. They had nothing left to eat from their bag, and just had to wait till nightfall before they returned back to the palace. It was definitely where they had to start the fight from, and choosing the night was the best time to attack.There was definitely no time to waste time. Using her powers to become invisible through air, both Ayden and Azalea were able to get near the palace wall. And through the hidden tunnel which was still safely untouched, they both made their way into the tunnel as they crawled gently. As soon as they continued to get near to the other end of the tunnel in the garden, Azalea continued to sense some kind of ambience around but she could not
"Go and take any clothes that would suit you well from my wardrobe, and remain here till I come back. Do not open the door to anyone even if they knock!" She instructed, and hurriedly put on the clothes the girl was wearing initially, ignoring whatever sweat and dirt that might have gotten on it. The royal family which now consisted of Etheldreda, Arturo, and Elliott would be at the royal dining having dinner at that time. It was around that time too that the soldiers changed shifts and received dinner, so things would definitely be rowdy around without much attention paid to everyone passing by. But still, she had to make sure not to get caught, because she had no idea what her mother would do to her for disobeying the rules. With tension and some sought of contrition in her heart, she hoped so much in her heart never to run into anyone who would figure her out, even with her changed appearance. Edla stepped out of the room with the empty tray of food plates that the maid had