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“He’s up to something” I rolled my eyes, well thank you Captain Obvious. “Yes.” I answered, “But what?” “We still don’t know. But it seems Carlotta has softened.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” “Leda goes almost everywhere with Brandt. It would seem she’s allowed to leave the castle now – if he goes with her.” “Fucking hell.” I pushed the heels of my hands into my eye sockets. Then pulled them away sharply. Blinding myself won’t get rid of the sickening mental image of them being together. “If it helps” Torstein’s cautious voice came “I don’t think she’s in danger with him. He seems genuinely quite taken with her.” I scoffed, then gritted my teeth. “It doesn’t.” There was silence from Torstein’s end, and I sighed. “Find a way to accompany them. We need to know what he’s up to.” “Yes Boss.” I ended the call, just as Lars walked into my office. “You noticed Skytte lately?” He asked as he plonked himself down in the seat opposite me. “Should I have?” I asked, lookin
“Uncle?!” “She accused them of playing her; apparently their mothers are the spitting image of each other. Her mother was, apparently mad” “Apparently?” “She was convinced Adelaide was special. Destined for something.” “She is.” I bit my lip. Magnus didn’t seem to recognise what this means, but if he’d got this from Seb then I’m sure he’s worked it out too. Poor, dear, dense Magnus. Fucking Adelaide Knox had resisted my attempts to befriend her. If she’s born from scorn and untouched by madness, then she needed me to bless her with death. But noooo. She knows best, little bitch. I’ll just kill her once she’s found the cure. She’ll soon learn the pitfalls of having a superiority complex. My plotting was interrupted as Seb crashed through the doors to the throne room, hauling a giant rag ball with him. He threw the ball at my feet where it unravelled into a snivelling wreck. He looked up at me; face covered in tears, bruises everywhere, including his hands, which he grasp
I should never have gone on that damned Berlin conference. Ever since I got back, things between Seb and I have changed. He was so supportive and gentle when I first told him. He held me for hours, only broken by him killing that man...I’m still not convinced that was necessary. Surely, he’d have had information we could use? Not all the victims had that poison in their systems, or, at least, not that the experts could find. Seb told me. But now, he pulls away from me. I can’t believe someone over 100 years old can’t deal with the prospect of death. I’m at a loss. Dr Vanum was so sure it wasn’t cancer. He’d run it twice because he was so shocked. I’m the first in my family to get this. Great. I should go see Lars. Maybe he would be better company, but I feel awful for getting this. He felt
I’m a fool. I shouldn’t have said anything. Humans and vampires are unnatural. I know this. I should have just kept my mouth shut. “You and Brandt?” I’d asked her. “Yeah...” She’d looked at me with those navy eyes and I – does he see what I see when he looks at her? Does she look at him the same way? What the fuck has that overgrown tick ever done to be deserving of her?! White hot jealousy raged around my entire body just at the memory. She’d looked at me concerned, no, confused. Why would she be concerned about me? I’ve hardly made a good impression. She’s here for Lars. I gritted my teeth, remembering how I’d swallowed the jagged lump in my throat. “I hope you will be happy together.” What the fuck had I said that for?! I don’t want him to be happy. But that’s a shitty thing to think. I’m better than Brandt. She’d looked surprised. I don’t know how successful I was in keeping the bitterness from my tone. I’d walked away, clenching and unclenching my fists as I
I stirred awake as kisses trailed down my neck. I didn’t want to wake up. I was exhausted. Plus, Seb had made me wait 30 minutes before he’d returned to pick me up and I was still salty about it. I pushed him away and snuggled back down into the pillow, closing my eyes. Seb renewed his assault on my neck with fervour, pulling me onto my back from where I’d been comfortably positioned on my side. “Seb!” I called, exasperated “You’re so beautiful” “I need beauty sleep to stay that way” “Nope. Pretty enough” He’d pulled up my top now. I knew he wasn’t too happy about my choice of sleepwear. He’d been vocal in his preference for satin nightgowns. He smothered my stomach with kisses, before pulling my bottoms and panties down and inhaling deeply. “You’re so delicious” he whispered huskily “Seb! Please!” I tried again “Please what?” He looked at me, green eyes swirling with dark and light, smokey blues... what was I going to say? He began kissing me aroun
“What do you mean she keeps leaving Seb? I thought you two were joined at the hip?” I smirked. Seb looked uncomfortable and, frankly, I enjoyed the idea that the Mighty Chosen One was being disobedient. Not that I’d tell him that. Seb sighed “I took her with me because I had hoped it would stop her wanting to leave, My Lady. Unfortunately, it seems it has given her an overinflated sense of importance. She does not wish to spend her days researching the deaths of our people-” “Deaths she is supposed to have stopped and yet which are still occurring” I interjected. Seb nodded. “Yes, My Lady” he looked so awkward, like a naughty schoolboy. I smirked. Beneath me in every sense is where Seb belongs.
“NO!” “STOP! LET GO OF ME!” The guards simply continued dragging me by the tops of my arms down the winding corridors. I’d stopped walking about 30 feet ago, now the heels of my trainers were catching on the uneven flag stones. “YOU CAN’T DO THIS” I tried kicking out my legs, but still no reaction. Wriggling my upper body just caused them to clutch my arms more tightly – any harder and I was convinced they’d sever them from my body. I was starting to feel crazy. Carlotta was just being a massive bitch, I’m sure when Seb finds out he’ll come and get me. She likes Seb, she’ll listen to him. We reached the dungeon. It was surprisingly clean – a pretty much empty corridor. Slightly wider than those on the upper floors, it was split down the middle by iron bars. Just like any self-respecting medieval dungeon should be. I found myself thinking before remembering I was the one about to be thrown into it. One side of the iron railing had been separated by more railings. I guess
“Kælighed.” Lise was about to respond when the dulcet tones of Lord Brandt floated toward my ears “I hope you have made some progress, Leda, elskede” I shot him a look and he just grinned at me. “It’s time to take my belle to the ball. Did you not want a beast?” those malachite eyes were swirling with malice now. I knew I’d regret telling him about my little daydream. “Tischler, you may leave.” Lise glanced at me, a small smile on her face. Then she nodded to Seb and walked out. Seb threw a garment bag at me. “Get dressed” he ordered. I looked at him, both guards were now in the room, looking at me with interest. “What? Well, you can all turn around.” “I’ve already seen it, elskede.” Seb sneered “You can’t blame these guys for wanting to see the Chosen One in all her glory.” I huffed, knowing I wouldn’t get out of this. I grabbed the bag and headed toward the shelves; they would give me some cover at least. Good old books. “Uh, uh” Seb caught up with me far too easily and
(THIS CHAPTER TAKES PLACE TWELVE YEARS AFTER CHAPTER 61) LEDA POV Rasmus calmly walks through the door to the suite, and I look at him, annoyed. “Why do I let you do this to me?!” I huff, as I bounce on a medicine ball. He grins “Mmm.” He pretends to consider the question as he stalks over to me “Because you love me” he announces confidently. He places his hands on my cheeks and turns my head up towards him; pecking me gently on the lips. I narrow my eyes at him, as he saunters back over to the other side of the room. He looks back at me, notices the look on my face, and gives me a smug, triumphant grin. “Less and less by the second” I tell him, bouncing harder He laughs “Funny. I seem to remember you saying something awfully similar last time.” he settles on the armchair’s arm. I flinch as a pang hits me and I grip hold of the back of the dresser chair next to me. “Breathe, min lille tærtebund, breathe.” Rasmus looks worried, but I grin – well, probably more gr
RASMUS POV Ten years. It passed in the blink of an eye. Leda took to the role of queen like a duck to water, not that anyone but her ever had any doubt. She still hasn't opened her own bakery and she's still got an unhealthy obsession with Greggs pastries. She took her knowledge and skills from the university and got a degree in psychology. She's been helping with those vampires who struggle with their rebirth. She's still the most perfect creature in existence. The biggest obstacle we've had to overcome has been the 'council'. Because Leda was right, of course. Some of the council ‘men’ – I sneer at the thought – seemed to assume that Leda would be a queen similar to Carlotta. It started with inappropriate comments. I thought I’d shut them down well enough but then Orm decided to corner Leda after a meeting. I grit my teeth as I walk along.
The two of us remain silent. A hush descends over the crowd. “King Rasmus.” Harald addresses me directly before turning to Leda “Adelaide” he smiles indulgently as she scrunches her nose up. “Will you take Adelaide to be your wife? Will you take King Rasmus to be your husband? Will you love each other, comfort each other honour and protect each other, and, forsaking all others, be faithful to each other as long as you both shall live?” “We will” Leda and I respond simultaneously. I catch Leda smile at me from the corner of my eye and I reach out to squeeze her hand. Harald coughs and I retract my hand quickly. He nods. The crowd titters. “I understand you have your own vows? King Rasmus if you would like to read yours first?” I take a deep breath and turn to look at Leda. She smiles at me and reaches out to hold my hand. Harald coughs and she tuts at him, shooting him a glare. He rolls his eyes and shakes his head with a smile; giving up, just like that! “Leda” I whisper. She squ
I wanted to surprise Leda. I’m not sure if the new law was the way to go about it. She just looks... confused. “Come.” I tell her “I have one more surprise for you.” I just hope she’s less confused about this next surprise. I lead her through the castle corridors to the royal suite – it's been completely redone since Carlotta’s death. It was one of the first things I did – try to rid the place of any and all Danneskiold stains. “Did you... did you enact that law for me?” Leda suddenly asks. “I did. Well, with you in mind. Nothing will ever take away what I did to you, Leda.” I sigh “But also, Carlotta forced people to turn – I can’t conscience that. I don’t know what I was thinking when I did it to you, but I –” “Thank you” she interrupts and takes my hand. I smile down at her, squeezing her hand gently. We reach the suite and I open the door and step aside, so Leda can enter first. She steps in and I hear her short intake of breath as she looks around. Ca
It’s been eighteen months and Rasmus has finally given in. Today he will officially be crowned king in a big ceremony with loads of droning ‘councilmen’ who think they know best because they voted him in. Even though he was born to the role and has been doing a better job of it than anyone else for almost three hundred years. I told him to let them have their time and then pass a law disbanding them. He looked at me like I had six heads. I still think it’s a good idea considering how much stress they’ve caused him. I’m about to knock on the door, I know he’s practising some speech but... I just want to see him. “Are you sure about this Ras?” “Yes. I have to make a stand. Leda suggested I just disband them all; I think this is better.” I swear I hear Torstein shrug. “Maybe you should ask Leda?” Lise is in there too!? “Huh?” I choose that moment to push open the door “Ask Leda what?” “We’ll let Rasmus explain!” Lise quickly squeaks, then grabs hold of Torstein
She impales herself on my cock.Fuck. She’s intense – I need to keep it together.Leda places her knees either side of my thighs and hooks her feet back over my legs. Proceeding to rock back and forth, my eyes roll back in my head.Fuck! I sit forward, taking a nipple into my mouth and nipping it gently. She moans in pleasure which spurs me on; I take the second nipple into my mouth as I grip her hips, holding her against me as she rocks.
I pull on his hair, tugging him back up toward me. He obliges, and our lips meet in another fiery kiss. This time, I manage to hook my toes over his waistband and tug down his trousers and boxers in one go. His cock bounces free. I look down in anticipation and am momentarily stunned. A good 1.5 inches thick, his cock is oozing precum already. Standing to attention, it’s about seven inches long – verging on too big. I swallow. This is mine now. I grin and lick my lips. Rasmus smiles at me indulgently, as he reaches over to the bedside table. “What are you doing?” “Uh... I put these here a while back...” he mutters sheepishly as he pulls out some condoms. “Condoms?” He looks at me, eyebrow raised “I know I admitted to being a prick, Leda, but I’m not completely irresponsible.” “I - I guess I never thought about it.” I mutter. Suddenly feeling a bit ill about all the unprotected sex I had with Sebastien. Rasmus notices my change in mood “Leda? Are you OK? Would
I broke the kiss. We were both breathing heavily. As soon as I broke away from him, I wanted, no, I needed his lips back on mine. Where they belonged. Instead, I opened my stupid mouth. “I’ve got an idea.” “Mmm?” Rasmus moved back slightly; giving me space to speak and again, I wondered why I’d broken the kiss. Neither of us need to breathe now. We could have just stayed like that forever. “Maybe you could use that vampire super power of yours and take off all my clothes?” I whispered to him, reaching out to take hold of the collar of his top and pull his face back to mine. I thought I was being coquettish, but it doesn’t have the desired effect. Rasmus takes a step away from me. Definitely not what I was going for. “My vampire superpower? I... I don’t understand?” “I thought you could... y’know... use it to, er, spice things up?” I try again “Maybe? No?” He just looks so utterly confused. It’s kind of adorable but that’s not what I’m looking for right now
I’m enjoying the back and forth between us. It feels like this is how it’s supposed to be. I force myself to ask her on a date whilst we’re both stuck in the car – I have to ask and she has to answer. “You want to get food?” she asks “There’s a place I found; I want to see what you think of it.” “OK” she shrugs “I could eat.” I turn off the main road toward the manor and circle back on ourselves, back into London. “Where are we going?” “Surprise” I grin She arches an eyebrow “A good surprise?” “Yes Leda, a good one.” I sigh. I probably deserve that. She sticks her tongue out at me and I resist the urge to turn and bite it. *** I pull up on the side of a little street. Leda looks around confused “Are we still in London?” “Yep.” I smile at her. “It’s a little off the beaten path...” “You're not taking me to a local place for local people, are you?” I laughed and got out of the car. Before I’d gotten round to her side to open the door, she was a