PASTEmpire of SeclairA male followed the queen like a lost puppy in rain making the maids whisper something to each other and laugh merrily. It had already been a month since the rebel was released from prison after his punishment and after that he had refused to leave the side of the female, often following her trail and showing his pitiful face knowing that the fairy was innocently naïve and thus could not see his schemes ."Master please take me in as your slave." If someone saw the scene that was transpiring they might have completely misunderstood the scenario or might have understood what Ilaria could not even fathom. The male with glazed ink hair kneeled at the place she was seated and held one of her delicate foot onto his palm kissing it gently to which the female recoiled covering the pale skin of her long legs that was naked as Zyram had dared to raise her skirt and press butterfly kisses upto her calf."P-Please stop!"Ilaria did not liked the treatment that the nobles o
We decided to stay indoors today and I had my laptop so here you go!A queen, the noblest female of the nation, surrounded by attendants and subjects that vowed to give up their lives blessed by the goddess for her but also the most unfortunate being that could not take her own decisions.Born as the daughter of a maid that served Prime Minister of Seclair for one single night, Ilaria had never seen her mother and was rather raised along with the other children of the manor. She wasn't abused, wasn't loved and wasn't paid attention to. She was raised as a priestess to the goddess of the realm, serving and loving the needy and providing for others below her ran in the noble blood thrumming through her veins.It was only after the death of her elder sister who was married to the crown prince of Seclair, she was called as a replacement.Neither she knew how to act like a queen nor understood the depth of the dark inner chambers and fights between the factions, it was like a rabbit that w
PASTVultures encircled the imperial palace of Seclair as rebel forces heavily injured the palace guards and massacred soldiers ruthlessly, half of the royal castle was devoured by flames while the remaining was captured by the rebellion. A single night filled with smoke and ashes was required to crush the dynasty of Seclair, for its last king was dragged throughout the capital city to shame the fallen monarch, some whispered that the insult was so grave that the king would commit suicide, others considered King Harwon such a coward that there was no other way but to kill him to get rid of his malice.The royal court was organized as usual for ministers were asked to be present if they did not wished for a similar fate as their king thus many of them relented and those who did not were suppressed without mercy.Glazed ink hair that resembled spider silk was tousled and wet as if the person had no care in the world as he sat on the imperial throne, after three years of conspiring and
The past is only 5-6 chapters so just bear with me, it will only continue two chapters more or so.PASTTwo months later"What I did was out of love....""We are fated to be together-" A delicate tree branch that had pears dangling from it smacked the face of the Emperor that was dressed in regal robes yet he could neither behead the tree not express the pain he felt on his cheek for it would be an insult to his pride, the delicate visage walking ahead of him stopped for a second, looked back and after watching his red cheek felt rejuvenated before moving further ahead.The servants dared not utter a word, forget about laughing as they watch the scenario which was a daily activity of the imperial palace for it had been two months since Emperor Zyram came to throne.The male held the fur cloak in between his fingers as the woman further walked in the garden filled with roses without listening to a word that he said. Some said that the female was courting death while others called her a
"Your liege...we cannot wait any longer, the soldiers in ranks are questioning your dedication towards the empire." Ilaria was happily humming softly as she brushed the fur of Bluebell-the small fawn that she and Zyram had named together when she heard voices coming from the main chamber.She would have been afraid to eavesdrop if it was Harwon but with Zyram she was almost fearless for he put up with her impudence and was very patient thus she decided to closeup to the door and hear what was being talked about."It has spread in aristocratic cthe ircles and within the militia ranks that the Empress has not let you visit her inner chambers since you have ascended the throne, your majesty must have a heir soon thus kindly accept the opening of inner chambers for other concubines-" A sharp dagger barely missed the eye of the man that was talking, it made the voices stop for several moments before they presumed, for the female that could not see what was happening felt
PAST"Here this cold medicine will soothe your stomach."A male offered his wife a concoction that smelled mildly of bitter medicine yet since she was immersed in the eluding aroma of roses this time and was endlessly drowning in butterfly kisses on her forehead and cheeks, she gulped it without throwing a crying tantrum.Ilaria who adored the magnificent roses in all its shape and size was often calmed by them thus when Zyram filled the imperial bathtub with warm water and immersed her along with himself in it while thousand of such flowers floated on its surface, it was truly a sight that she loved.Lilac irises glimmered before she smiled and found her comforting place on her husband's chest where she kept her head and listened to his heartbeat. Zyram's thick fingers drew circles on her back and her pain of spine soon subsided.Although the emperor was a difficult man to understand and even more of a troublesome creature to decipher yet when he appe
PRESENTAngst, love and so much hopelessness was swirling in the atmosphere, Layla had never earlier had any memory of Icarus but the way he looked at her with love and hatred was so complicated that she could not say a word. She was certainly was a pawn in his game but when she looked at his saffron irises they were almost so fragile like a broken glass.He watched her unshed tears and then he looked at her trembling figure, he could not bear it anymore. The walls he had built crumbled the moment the pendant of red rubies started to glow so gorgeously that it was dazzling in his eyes.Layla never knew when she fell in love with Icarus so when the rubies started shining she looked at the King of Ardos in horror...just like his seventeen fiancées who he discarded previously being so cold and indifferent would he also give her up?Fragile arms wrapped around the torso of the virile male and Layla clutched onto him like a small child who did not had any idea what she did wrong but wished
"Don't discard me please, even if I am overbearing and wrong you can scold me but don't leave me....I have repented for my sins Layla so please don't leave me again."It was an enchanting but heart wrenching whisper that was sweetly expressed by the male that sat on the ground with Layla's dainty pale feet on his masculine palm. The red ruby pendant that the princess of Everdale usually wore was taken off by Icarus and now its gold chain was gently wrapped around one of her ankles as the ruby dangled from it.A symbol of him chaining her to himself.Icarus's obsession with herself was on the verge of madness but at this moment when the golden irises were bowing down with tears dripping down them, Layla was surprisingly not sad, to see him like this her heart blossomed into some sort of twisted happiness that her innocent mind had no name of."D-Don't cry please..." Fragile palms cupped his face and smoothened the frowning and distressed expression."A-Are you crying to take revenge fr
Mortal realm was thrown into chaos after Layla fell sick and lay down in a comatose state almost seeming like in a deep sleep but the immortal realm was just as it was.An ethereal female was lying near the pond filled with crystal blue water, with sunlight slowly drizzling on her face she looked towards the sun and twirled lazily."Is it good?" Someone walked closer to her and enquired."Hmm" She basked in the gentle warmth and smiled at the male before propelling herself on her knees and looking at him sitting infront of her in the midst of a green field full of flowers that bloomed just with his presence."I am here to take you back to the mortal realm....Do you perhaps do not wish to return?" There was some hesitation in his voice as he gazed at her with anxiousness."Do you want me to go?""No..." Narairis replied before resuming."...But they want you more than me, Icarus waits for you to regain your body from a comatose state and Marianna even made a pact with me-" Laughter bubbl
Next is epilogueWhen the world was created, the supreme god to emerge was God Narairis who ventured alone in the immortal realm for eons, not finding a place to either keep his mind at work or to rest, for both the concepts were foreign to him and he was alone until the god of darkness, Ayrm descended in the form of a sleeping dragon who refused to open his eyes for another tens of thousands of years.While the dragon slept in the molten pits with his scales as hard as rocks and eyes darker than any red rubies God Narairis looked after him, fascinated with another thing that breathed it was initially a curiosity but accompanying one another in complete isolation for eons they formed an inseparable bond.Ayrm's dragon scale changed with time, and in the process amours golden liquid- the blood of a god dribbled down his back and touched the ground for the first time and formed a small golden pool.From this blood pool emerged the goddess of light Aria.Sounds of laughter echoed in the
"I love General Helios" The female had walked towards the very corner of the ballroom and clutched the commander's arm before declaring in an enriching voice filled with emotion. Not only Marianna rejected Duke Valentine without any explanations but had instead proposed another man infront of the entire empire. Just like that the ball had ended with many whispers in the background.A loud crashing echoed in a silent chamber at the very corner of the duchy and multiple goblets filled with medicinal liquid shattered on the ground.He was so tired of this."How long are you going to give in to their impudence?" Steps that were quiet eager to enter suddenly stopped outside the doors listening to the frustrated voices talking inside the room."You are in no position to raise a question about them, remember your place." It quieted down the murmurs and a long silence extended after the raged admonition."How long will A-no her name is now Layla, so how long will Layla live?""Not long now, j
Everdales have invited empire's best archmages and nobility along with the imperial family of Avesta, even the foreign nobles were graciously called to celebrate a ball in the honor of their daughter- Empress Layla and Emperor Icarus.At the surface no matter how much animosity Leon and Karl had against Icarus and dislike for Layla's choice yet for the people they were a picture of a completely harmonious family. The momentum of the extravagant ball had begun with the oncoming of the Layla whose cheeks were tinted pink thus matching her eyes."Can you please cover it up?""No honeybee, It already looks pretty." The palm encasing hers clutched Layla reassuringly as if encouraging her, but for what? For enduring embarrassment?'LAYLA' freshly written with dark ink was partially visible when top buttons on the emperor's attire were unfastened, displaying a portion of his chest. Many noble ladies looked at him shyly, got a glimpse of his body, saw the name and heard little shattering soun
Jeremiah Valentine- Layla's husband in past lifeA room which was all dark, without a single lamp or source of light was the only solace for Duke Valentine in these months. The day when his fiancée had slapped him was fresh in his memory as if just yesterday.He suggested a blissful relationship where she would give birth to his heir...their heir, what was so wrong in that?On Layla's birthday he had decorated his castle for her with pure white roses, he wished to apologize if his words hurt her in any way then why, why did she decide to leave him and go to Ardos. He would have been a good husband, a good person, and a good father to their children.For the world around, more than a year passed since the incident, but for Jeremiah Valentine who was always drunken and delirious not even a single thing changed.Duke Everdale was so raged with him that all their connections were severed and the emperor looked at him with displeasure so what was left for him apart from her memories?The o
"Your Highness, the empress is suffering from elipsamy." Helios had earlier smiled at Layla and reassured her that she was only bleeding from her nose and mouth because of eating wild mushrooms that she was allergic to yet the truth was completely different."...M-My mother...my mother had it, is sister going to be fine?..." Marianna could barely speak while Icarus was so afraid that his entire face was ashen. Who would have thought that his precious flower like Layla would have such a monstrous disease that first weakened the bones and deteriorated the body to such an extent that the person looked like a corpse.It was horrible."Its a good thing." Duke Everdale was passing through the hallways earlier and had heard the commotion of the male screaming for his commander thus he stopped and eavesdropped, to think that his daughter had the same disease that killed his wife was heartbreaking but when Helios said it was a good thing, Damien was enraged."What does your word fucking mean?"
The carriage with insignia of the royal family opened making Damien's heart beat erratically, Layla was back.It was just that he never expected that the dangerous emperor whom he hated would emerge with Layla in his hold who was not even aware that they had reached the ducal house for she was sleeping soundly with her hands around his neck.If one was to think clearly it was almost as if Icarus had kept Layla awake the entire night so as to tire her out to this extent. Whenever she had slowly descended to the sleeping realm he had pushed inside her and made love to her innumerable times with slow movements that at the end it made her wide awake with tears dripping down her cheeks. Her thighs were coated with his semen but she did not even had the energy to get up and wash herself.After morning came she was finally allowed to take a nap and slept through the process of bathing and getting dressed."Welcome your highness the Emperor, welcome your majesty the empress of Ardos-"Servants
Warning" MatureVenus, the goddess of love and beauty shone as an evening star over the mortal realm, and the entire arena was stained with darkness, tents were set and Layla was escorted by her husband to one of the carven. It was a place like this previously when she had an argument with her father over marrying Icarus, it was here he raised his hand at her."Are you cold?" Layla seemed to have not heard Icarus and stared blankly at the ground, only when her thick fur cloak was taken off her bare shoulders did she raise up her head and stare at the golden irises that were gazing at her lovingly."I don't want to forgive them.""Then don't." Warm liquid was poured down her bare shoulders and massaged with rough palms as they left burning touches, Layla did not even realize that she was freezing cold and her muscles so stiff as she thought about hateful things until the gentle fingers dug into her flesh and slow circles were rubbed.A dark euphonic voice thrummed behind her back as a
Imperial entourage consisting of the Emperor and Empress along with young Duke Everdale, Princess Marianna, and General Helios embarked on the journey to Avesta.Layla and Icarus were going to share a carriage and the emperor of Ardos was extremely pleased with the arrangements, he had asked maids to wrap up cheese sandwiches and different kinds of pastries along with some tea so that throughout the journey he could enjoy watching Layla as she stuffed her face like a chipmunk.It was just that, maybe the chef was so touched when his majesty made a personal request that the edibles delivered were so much that it could not be carried by a single servant thus a train of people followed the emperor.When they saw Icarus smile they smiled too for this eccentric person for once was pleased.The carriage doors opened and the smile on Icarus's face soon turned to a scowl when he saw a wide-eyed Helios looking at him."You, get out!""N-No! I am asking sir Helios questions, you can take Marian