NOAH I only had one place in mind, my study. That was the only place that could give me the comfort and solitude I needed. My room would have been the next stop for me but that was no longer possible, someone else had decided to barge in and ruin every ounce of sanity I could get. Yeah, that's right; Bailey Gayle.I fumed as her words rang loudly in my ear. With each step I took towards my study, the voices got louder, her sickly sweet voice threatening to make me go mad. In more time than I'd anticipated, I arrived at the door of my study and barged in, slamming the doors behind me. It rattled in its hinges and for a moment I thought it would fall down. After a few minutes had passed and there was no activity on the door, I headed to my desk and slumped into the chair, my back coming in contact with the soft cushion.A sigh slid past my lips, and Bailey just wouldn't leave me alone."I would never touch a woman…" I heard myself say. I knew I had anger issues, but it wasn't as ba
"Bailey!" I wasn't listening. My name rang all around me but I wasn't listening. I could hear it but I decided not to listen. And there was nothing anyone could do to stop that. " Bailey! Listen to me!"But I wasn't. I pushed a vase off the table, the ceramic piece crashing to the ground with a loud thud. Its pieces scattered, sending a flurry of white ceramic tinged with fiery red tips scattering around the wooden finishing of Noah's floor. Hot headed and barely seeing properly, I side stepped the mess, hoping one of the maids would hear the ruckus I was making and come clean it up. I found my next target, Noah's bedside table. It didn't hold a lot, just a mug and some pens. Another glance and I saw Anthonia's framed photograph. One more look at her pretty smile was all it took for all my sanity to go out the window."Bailey, don't do it." Zoe's whimpering voice was like a backdrop to all the million bad decisions swirling around in my head. She'd been crying for close to an hour no
The sun shine brightly, covering the inhabitants of the earth in a warm glow. I could feel it from the window and Noah's room and the warm weather signified a good day for a walk in the garden. Without waiting to be told, or more specifically, without anyone coming to tell me I wasn't allowed out of the palace, I burst out of the room, my shoes scurrying against the smooth surface of the castle tiles. In no time I was in front of the many doors Ethan had shown me before leaving. My hand gingerly held the doorknob, and the warmth that pulsated underneath my palm confirmed my decision. I was making the right choice and because of this, the door swung open in one push.There weren't any reflective surfaces on the outside, but I really didn't need any to know my face had morphed already, into one of disappointment with a tinge of confusion and a sprinkle of anger. Instead of the sun beating down on the many variations in the garden, the celestial light assigned to rule the day was still u
I wasn't sure the sun was out by the time I was out of bed. I left behind a sleeping Noah and I wondered how he could sleep so peacefully with all the atrocities he'd been committing. How he could sleep so soundly when he hated women and his mother, the person who birthed him. Or perhaps he was adopted? Maybe that's why he was so nonchalant to his mother's cause and every other thing.No, I shook my head furiously. I wouldn't do this. The last thing I would do would be to make up excuses for him. I stared at a snoring Noah, his chest rising and falling with equal breaths he let out through his nostrils. Honestly, he looked haughty in his sleep and I was this close to pushing down one of the pillows over his head. There was no way I could overpower him that's for sure, but I could definitely hold him down long enough to knock out some wind from his lungs and windpipe.An image flashed in my mind and I smiled. I was already painting the picture in my head. Noah breathless after overpowe
"Here you go, darling." My hands wrapped around the cup like object Diana gave me. " Drink up."Whatever was in it was steaming and the aroma wasn't exactly pleasant. It reeked of so many vile things mixed together I felt like throwing up. Diana must have sensed my hesitation to down what could very much end my entire existence or maybe she caught a whiff of the way I scrunched up my face at the smell."It's okay, darling. You can drink it." She called out to me. Like she was giving some kind of reassurance, she raised her cup and emptied its content in one gulp. She looked fine, even though she was as good as a spiritual being so no harm could come to her.She nodded kindly, quietly urging me. I made a quick prayer to the moon goddess before bringing the cup-like object close to my lips. Giving it a gentle push, I tilted my head backwards to allow the liquid to pass through. It was a bit slimy and I almost gagged, until a citrusy flavour danced on my tongue. It was sweet, a little bi
Diana's voice rang over and over in my ears, filling my head with her parting words. It was too surreal, It felt like an imagination. Maybe I'd heard wrong. Maybe I was so disappointed she didn't tell me what I wanted to hear, I started making things up in my head .It was so low I almost missed it. "You know the rumours that say he's dead?" She continued without getting an answer and I never expected the next string of words that escaped her white lips. " They're lies. He's not dead. Oliver Wulfric Sage, is still very much alive.""He's alive." I cried, like some mad inventor like had just stumbled on some plans he'd been coveting for a while. Or like a mad scientist that had just discovered something that would make him greater than Einstein. Whatever it was, I was glad because I was in the comfort of my own room to analyze the events and highlight of the day.Noah's room was a no go area for now. I definitely wouldn't be able to keep my excitement in, even if he tried to annoy the
I thought getting the already written letter out would be a problem. It was, but it wasn't so much a hassle as actually awaiting a response. I knew it would actually take a while before he wrote back, but I wasn't expecting it to take this long. It'd been three days and yet no word from him. I hadn't traveled past the spheres of the kingdom before but I didn't think Montessouri was too far. To be honest, I didn't think it was far at all. If it was far, Ethan wouldn't have had the pleasure to leave as late as he did the last time. Or was it something else?Maybe he didn't receive it. A thought struck me. Maybe Noah had found out about my letter and ambushed it on the way. Had he somehow sabotaged my attempt at finding out the truth? Here I was being paranoid about Ethan not replying when there was a high possibility Ethan never even got the letter. I began to feel worried, nervousness raking through me. Suddenly, I couldn't concentrate. I couldn't wrap my head around anything else asid
I didn't know which was worse; the run from the graveyard or what I'd seen when I pushed the slab to the side in the graveyard. Like I'd committee an offense, the sky began to warp, gray clouds suddenly appearing out of thin air. A brutal wind picked up and it wasn't just restricted to outside the graveyard now, I could feel it all around me, my cloak billowing in it's wake . I was no longer safe, I needed to get out of here fast. As I made my way out of the graveyard, I felt strange, one foot tripping over the other. I staggered forward and the wind picked up its speed. It was roaring now, pushing me back towards the tombstone from where I came.Instinctively, my hand gripped one of the stone slabs protruding upwards, probably holding one or two endearments for another of Noah's ancestors I wasn't familiar with. The wind pushed harder and I felt my fingers slipping, each one being forcefully pried off the possibly angered ancestor."Zoe? Moon goddess?" I called wearily. " Help me, pl