~Daciana~ ~After Three Months~ “Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you, Randall. Happy birthday to you.” I sang in a whisper in his ear as he slept. I saw a beautiful and soft smile curl up his lips as he slowly opened his eyes. “I’m the first person to wish you. I deserve some accolades.” I uttered, and we both chuckled. “How about another round?!” He asked teasingly and immediately got on top of me, making me laugh hard. “No more rounds, baby. The one we did last night is enough to last you for a week.” I responded, with my cheeks flushing very hard.“You know I can’t get enough of you.” He pouted, and I nodded. “I know, baby. And I can’t get enough of you too. Now tell me. What do you want for your birthday? I mean your wish.” I uttered, and he furrowed his brows. “Are you supposed to hear my wishes?” “No, but I want to hear it. So tell me. What do you wish for?” I asked, and he sighed and laid down again. “You know what I want, Daciana.” He a
~Daciana~ “Uhmm…” I groaned, slowly opening my heavy eyes. I felt like there was a heavy load placed on me, and when I tried to move my hand, I could barely move. “She’s waking up.” I heard a voice from afar, as I finally opened my eyes. My vision was blurry, so I blinked severally, trying to get a better view of the two images in front of me. My vision got clear and immediately I saw both of them, my heart began to race in my chest. I looked around me and realized I was tied with chains, up to the ceiling in the middle of the room. My hands were chained together over my head. “Vervain. A Lycan’s most deadly poison. Able to kill a werewolf in a few minutes. With the appropriate amount, it can kill a lycan in minutes too. Just so you know, I just saved your life. You’re welcome.” Riley uttered, and I furrowed my brows. “What the hell is this?” I tried dragging the chains, hoping they would fall off from the ceiling, but I was too weak. My legs were also locked to the floor. I cou
~Prince Randall~ While Daciana left the house, I went ahead to do something for myself too. It was my birthday and I wanted a special gift. A gift no one could give me except myself. Finding out the truth about my mother’s death. These past few months, I’ve managed to keep my father’s attention off me about my mother’s case, and that is because I told him I changed my mind and that I believed everything in the reports. I tried looking for the doctor at the Royal Hospital after my first time there and I was shocked to hear that he left. ‘Who just leaves his workplace and disappears? Or maybe he didn’t just leave and my father had something to do with that after I told him I was going to visit the hospital to see Jonathan that month.’My father is now relaxed and also out for a meeting, which gives me an opportunity to search his chambers for the very first time. He had always had these meetings on my birthday, so it’s no surprise I had planned this. He never liked being around on
~Prince Randall~Getting to the address Jonathan sent to me, it was in the middle of nowhere. There was a house, with dim light evident through the window. ‘That is where they must be keeping her.’ I said to myself, turning off the car engine as I looked from inside the car for a minute. The light was coming from a room at the side of the house, while everywhere else was dark. ‘I should go in through the back.’ I thought as I quietly headed out of my car. I looked around and I saw no one coming. I thought my father would eventually follow me, but I was wrong. I guess he changed his mind and didn’t want to have anything to do with an evil person like me. But I loved it. The more far away he is, the better I can deal with the motherf**kers that had taken Daciana. Without making any noise, I walked to the back of the house, hoping to find another way in. And I did find it. I quietly turned the doorknob, but it was locked. I wanted to give them the element of surprise, but knocking
~Daciana~“Randall!” I yelled in terror, hoping and praying so hard that he would respond, but he didn’t. He laid there, lifeless, back in his human form. “How could you do this?!” I broke into tears, weakly falling to my knees, and only the chains held me up. I saw my life shatter in front of me. The love of my life was gone, and it was all my fault. I shouldn’t have come here. I should have told him. I should have stayed out of it like he begged me to. “It’s all my fault,” I yelled, crying profusely. “Of course. You made a terrible mistake the day you called me to tell me about your fake feelings for me.” “You didn’t have to kill him!” “I wanted to and I don’t regret any of it. You broke my heart, and I’m just returning the favor.” “You’ll rot in hell! Today is his birthday!” I roared, and when I looked at Randall, I broke into more tears. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” Tears filled up my eyes that I could hardly see clearly. “Riley, what the f**k?! You fucking killed him?!” Jo
~Daciana~ With a straight face, clenched jaws, and reddish eyes, I stood under the black umbrella, dressed in black and surrounded by so many people in black. It was raining and it made the day even worse and annoyingly moist. My eyes were void of emotions as I watched the priests do whatever the hell they wanted to do on their graves. There were two different mournings and none of them seemed to interest me. First was Randall’s burial, and the other, was the burial for the child my mother lost at birth. Well, she did lose the child that same day, and I lost two important people in my life that day. All because of Jonathan and Riley! For a week, after Randall left me, I have been picturing this particular day in my head and I just wanted it not to happen. However, I was so eager for something else to happen, and that was to watch Jonathan get killed for doing this to Randall. For doing this to my family. Over the plinking and tapping of raindrops, I could hear my mother a
~King Edwin~ Before the time to execute Jonathan, I went into Agatha’s room to see how she was faring. As soon as I got in, everyone that was in there with her, consoling her, headed out, leaving only both of us. Looking at her face, she seemed to have calmed down compared to this morning at the funeral. “How are you?” I put on a faint smile, walking to the couch she sat on. “What do you think, Your Majesty?” She sniffed, causing me to let out a loud sigh. I sat next to her and let her rest her head on my chest. “Losing the baby wasn’t supposed to happen if you hadn’t heard about what happened to Randall and Daciana. But, there’s a good chance that we can try again, and this time, we’ll get it right and our child will be alive.” “I know we can try again, but I hate that I had to lose our first child with you. That was our first child!” “I know, and it wasn’t your fault. None of this is our fault. I have lost Randall, and all I can do right now is give birth to an heir to take h
~Daciana~ I thought seeing Jonathan die would give me a little comfort, but I was wrong. I hated that I wasn’t the one holding the sword. His being dead doesn’t change the fact that Randall wasn’t with me anymore. ‘Maybe killing Riley will make me finally grieve him the way I want to.’ I thought, scrolling through the phone I found in Randall’s pocket again. Carl was working on finding Riley. I have found out the truth about King Edwin killing Doctor Donald and Anne. What about the third person? I need to talk to him. Throwing the phone in my pocket, I headed out of my room again and made my way to King Edwin’s room. On my way, I saw some maids and some guards, gathered in twos and fours, whispering things to themselves. ‘That is strange.’ I thought as I walked past them. I wondered what they could be discussing. Getting to King Edwin’s chamber, the guards stopped me. “His Majesty doesn’t want any visitors, right now.” They uttered. “I don’t care what he wants right now!