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It's the ninth day and he's not coming back.I don't know where it is and I don't care.Reeina comes to see me every day. At least Miguel didn't take that away from me. And Fen doesn't seem to know about our last confrontation. The way she talks, excitedly, I don't think she knows anything. She is the one who accompanies me. She can't go into the bathing rooms yet, but she waits for me while I go.I am deeply sad, so I do everything almost without feeling it.I read and draw in the morning, have my first meal, sleep a little and read in the afternoon, then shower and last meal, a little more reading and then sleep. And I repeat everything the next day.On the ninth day Reeina is so excited that she can barely contain herself.It's my captor's coronation day.Tonight he will officially become the Wolf King of Agreis.She says she was excused from the preparations because “His Superior Majesty, Wolf King Michael asked her to keep me company.”I pretend I don't hear.Nothing holds my att
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A guard wolf accompanies me, and for the first time it is not an escort, but a guide. I don't know where in the fortress the coronation will take place, and Reeina is not allowed to go there with me.I can't help but notice his eyes through the slits in his mask, constantly darting toward me.What is the problem?But I know that if I ask he won't answer. He doesn't know my language and even if he did he would remain silent. I know them well enough to know that.I hear the music when we are still far away, and finally we arrive at a corridor that seems to go up indefinitely.The wolf stops on the first step and makes a rough move for me to continue climbing.Great, so it's up there and he's not allowed past here either.These wolves have a lot of rules about who can go where.I climb slowly, without rushing, taking advantage of all the movement I can make with my legs now that I'm not trapped. There is an almost childlike joy in me when I do this.I climb and climb for what seems like
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The coronation is a very pompous event.The dining tables have been cleared, the music has stopped, and ten elderly men now form a circle around the Mig.He stands there, a foot taller than them. Maybe more.Old people read things I don't understand on an old parchment that they pass between them. I stand in the corner, trying to attract as little attention as possible, but I feel the Wolf King's eyes every now and then on me. I think he's checking to make sure I didn't run away and throw away our deal. After enduring the last two hours I convince myself to go ahead.I want that horse and I want those provisions. I deserve them.Wolves surround him.I see a lot of shiny clothes, beautiful fabrics and embroidery with metals, jewels, precious stones. It's the Great Houses that Reeina said before. There are nine. Nine important families for the wolf race. They were once kings or very close to the former kings, and it is clear that they want to secure their wealthy place near this one as
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I think about my sister. The one who is with the wolves, and unlike me, is certainly making predictions for them. About what?- Did you see her? Do you know her name?Miguel is so distracted by his own thoughts that it takes him a while to realize that I'm talking to him. After all, he denies it with his face.— And the guards you sent to look for this information?Another negative.—No one ever saw her. It's just a rumor, but it seems like a pretty solid rumor, doesn't it? If we even know the rare color of her hair and about her gifts of foresight.In fact.Something else occurs to me and I bite my lip, my heart pounding in my chest.- What? — the wolf asks, noticing the devastated expression on my face.— We were forbidden to make predictions for men — I say quietly, and I realize that I am pressing a hand over my heart, fearful. — If my Sister is really making predictions for these wolves... They must... — I choke, imagining the worst.When I look up, Miguel's red eye is locked on
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You have to leave the Tarus fortress and go around it to get to the stables. The route is long and silent. The wolf in front of me marches as if his life depended on it, his steps hard and steady and much longer than mine, so I almost have to run to keep him in my sights. When we finally walk out a door that looks familiar and the cold night air hits me in the face I take a long breath and look at my bare feet that are now freezing in the cold.Maybe choosing to be barefoot was a bad idea after all.I notice that the Prince is also looking at my feet, but he doesn't say anything. He keeps going forward, straight ahead, around the property, almost glued to the stone wall, his boots crunching on the neatly trimmed grass.I follow him, breathing heavily through my nose to ward off the cold that stings my skin.I'm so distracted from freezing that I bump into his huge body as he stops abruptly in front of me.I lean on the wall so I don't fall.— What are you-... — I start irritated, but
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I think I sleep a little before I feel the horse slow down and finally stop again.It's dark around us, but I can see that we're still in the forest and there's snow everywhere now.I don't have time to ask any questions.Miguel moves away the arm that holds me, and I see this as a cue to move away.“House Belven is ahead,” he says.I look over my shoulder.We're close to some kind of small town below, and from here you can see that they, like the Tarus, have a fortress right in the center, and everything is lit up with torches and lanterns. I can even see guards patrolling the walls here, but they don't see us. We are inside the forest and both we and the horse are just dark figures mixed in with the shadows.Miguel helps me get off the horse, and I start to feel cold again as soon as I move away from him, but I don't say anything. I'm already mortified enough to have come all the way here clinging to his body like a puppy.Even in the dark I can see him looking at me, that intense r
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Haevir Tarr is like Pontis Maari, I imagine.It's late and there is street lighting, but it's sparse and we don't see any residents as we head towards the Belven fortress in the center.There are guards patrolling the streets in pairs, talking quietly, holding torches.We avoided them by going down one alley or another.We avoid the lights. We blend into the shadows.Miguel always goes ahead, but he forced me to hold the edge of his cape to make sure I was right behind. Yes, I'm right behind, almost stepping on your boots.Here in the city it's not as cold as it is out in the forest, but it's also not at all warm or welcoming, at least for me.I notice that in some streets there are braziers burning, and I notice that the houses are more beautiful and colorful. Near the poorest and simplest houses there are no braziers, nor much light, so we chose to go this way. The guards are also there a little. We only see one pair. This is how we identify the rich and poor parts of Haevir Tarr, a
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— You must have made a big impression on Azerai — the wolf indicates the cape on my shoulders.—Actually, I thought he was quite... — I swallow the harsh word that threatens to escape me. — rude — complete with disgust.Miguel shakes his face with the ghost of a smile around his mouth.— My brother doesn't trust anyone, and even less a woman.- Why? — I ask reflexively when we arrive at a staircase that goes up and another that goes down.The wolf turns towards me a little.Hesitates.— He thinks you have too much power — he says enigmatically and points to the stairs going up. —The fen are down there. Let's go up.— Has a woman broken his heart? — I insist, based entirely on the romance books I’ve been reading.Miguel gives me a strange look over his shoulder as we climb, but responds anyway.— He doesn't let any of them get close enough to do that.The tone is dry enough to let me know the conversation is over.We went up very little before reaching another corridor.The wolf hesita
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My chest hurts.My entire body hurts.I cannot conceive the idea that Miguel will, of his own free will, die for his people, instead of staying with me.He prefers death. The honor. The duty.I prefer love, and that's why a part of me will die when it's gone.— We have gold — Arina says suddenly with her lips pressed to my forehead. — Let's help them. Let's help the Wolf King and Prince Azerai take back the throne.— Arina, don’t talk nonsense…—Their army is within the walls of Tarus'dei, is it not? — she continues, inflamed by a determination I don't know. — Let's help them get there. There must be a chance. At least a chance to win. It is not?— Arina, all the wolves are against them...— And the people of the continent?We stared at each other in silence for a long moment, mentally debating the possibilities.Is it possible that there is any hope?— This is insane! — Azerai doesn't even bother to hide his offensive tone of voice, and is looking at me. — The people of Agreis would
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— Is there a need for a reason to cause harm to another, Kim?I bite my lips.Miguel looks away. To the sea.His expression is a mystery to me, but I imagine how he must be feeling; betrayed, furious, unhappy. He barely had time to be king to his people before they unfairly took that away from him.I would like to hug him, but I just stand there next to him, my hands nervous, not knowing what to do.— The Great Houses consider the people of the continent inferior. The causes of our exile. I heard that a million times growing up — Miguel says. — Many wolves think they must die to pay for the sins of their ancestors. It was a grudge nurtured by our kings over the centuries.— Did your father believe that too?There is a long hesitation before responding.- He believed. For a long time. But he got here and didn't find the monsters he imagined. They were just… people. Like us. He wrote this in letters to me over the years. He wanted me to forget my grudge and be a king different from the
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An hour passes and nothing happens.Then two and three.Arina looks out the window of our cabin all the time, trying to see something, anything, but there is nothing, just the angry sea, full of threatening ice shards the size of ships.Is our idea really good?Dock, go down to the mainland and from there try to reach Pontis Maari?The wolves would be idiots if they didn't have soldiers on land too, waiting for us. Arina and I are small women. Of course, we have white hair and that attracts attention, but a good thick fabric cap would solve the problem. But Miguel and Azerai? They are big wolves. Much larger than common iberiis. This is not easy to disguise. A wolf with one red eye and one with gold eyes? Yes, they would go unnoticed very easily…I know that the Great Houses were trying to reach the throne of the Tarus before. I know it. But I can't help but suffer knowing that I was the trigger. Without me they would have nothing against Mig.Oh, Mother. Protect us.I don't know if p
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I tilt my face and kiss her wrist reverently.My Wolf King...— No — he pulls my face back, realizing what I'm doing. - No…We kiss as Miguel possesses my body for the last time.Our lips tremble.I can not stop crying.He cums in silence. Without blinking. His blood red eye stuck in mine. His hips push me against the wooden floor and I feel him filling me inside. The hot, thick jets, the smell of spices and the sea, running down my legs, wetting the tunic beneath me.I'm the first to look away, push away the hand that holds my face.Miguel walks away.I sit down and try to tidy up the destroyed clothes.He stays behind me.I see the movements in my peripheral vision and I guess that he is fastening his pants, his belt.He finished.His seed covers my legs. My body shudders with pleasure as I see the remains of what we did still on me. My pussy pulses like it wants some more. As if I want him back, even though I'm sore from the ferocity with which he took me.— This will be the last t
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When we board the ship it is almost lunch time. I don't know exactly how many boxes were shipped with books, but seventeen of them are full of gold that was taken from our Mothers' secret room. Everything that wasn't secured in some way was boxed up. The rest will be picked up later.We were lucky that the ship was returning empty to Agreis after its business trip to the Salt Walls. Now its holds are cluttered with books and gold. Arina and I remain silent.I don't know what she thinks, but I believe there shouldn't be silence and reflection between us. We have gold to be free. We don't even need to go back to Tarus'dei. No one can force us to go. We can ask the ship to dock anywhere on the coast and go live our lives. People on the mainland don't know us. We can use the gold to hire a guard, buy a house. Never see wolves again in my life.But I don't say anything. Neither does she.We eat meals together, then I go down to the ship's hold and read as many books as I can.Sailors don't
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We dressed in silence. Each with their own thoughts. And by looking at Miguel's distraught face I can get the idea that his thoughts are even more chaotic than mine.Was your mother a Servant of the Goddess?How is this possible?That's not possible.It is not.He is mistaken...You have to be mistaken.We returned together to the tower through the front door. We go side by side, but still in silence.I need to talk to Arina.Sleep plans were cancelled. There is no possibility of sleeping a wink with this new information before us.Azerai is near the kitchen door, talking to the Iberii. He looks at us and his gold eyes narrow in irritation, but he doesn't say anything. Miguel makes a gesture with his face and he moves away from the guards.I don't look back.I push open the kitchen door and call for Arina.She's at the sink, washing the pots and dishes from dinner, and when she looks up and sees me, her relaxed expression cools.- And now? — he asks softly.Before I can speak the door
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There is a silent climb to the upper floors. Each one entangled in their own thoughts. I don't know what's going on in each of their heads, but in mine there is absolute disbelief.Am I the reincarnation of our Mother Goddess? Mirsai?If that were true, I'm supposed to be special in some way, right? I don't feel special. I don't feel any different knowing these things. I'm just myself still. Same Kim as always. Maybe a little more tired and beaten down by the events of the last few days, but definitely myself.I still don't know exactly what my place is in this world. I don't know what I'll do tomorrow. Or today.Arina and I go to the kitchen and get busy preparing the last meal of the day. Miguel and Azerai leave together, talking quietly to each other. The Iberiis are nowhere to be seen, and I try, if only for the last minute, not to think about anything we've just discovered.**We ate bread, fried vegetables, and meat from the deer that Miguel hunted and Azerai cooked over a fire
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— Are you saying that our Mother Goddess is… somehow… a goddess of your culture? — my Sister frowns at the Prince, almost offended.I understand your irritation. We had very strict discipline over our Mother Goddess and what this wolf says actually seems like a type of blasphemy, but I place a hand on my Sister's arm and ask her for patience with a look.Let's let these wolves talk.— I think it's worth going deeper into this — Azerai continues. — Maybe it will enlighten us about the prophecy and everything else.I nod.Arina maintains her irritated expression.— Do you have any paintings or drawings of your Goddess? — Miguel asks more politely. — If she looks like any of our cannis goddesses, I'll recognize her.Lightning passes through me.A hundred memories hitting me hard.Oh no…— You said I look like your goddess of lust — I murmur hoarsely, unaware of my next voice.Miguel looks at me for the first time in the last few hours, and his red eye opens wider with surprise, understan
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— This one — I show Arina the forecast as soon as we sit together on the floor.Miguel and Azerai approach, but only the Wolf King seems interested in what we say. The Prince stands closer to the door, like a guard.My Sister tilts her delicate face to read, but it doesn't take long.- What does that mean? "Party power"?I shrug.— And this "wolf in the sky" thing?I shake my face.- I don't know-...- What did you say? — Miguel extends his hand so I can pass him the tome with the prediction.I casually look for his gaze, but he denies it. He's focused on the book, his brow furrowed in question.— I think it's related to the other prophecy — I say to Arina. — Our Sisters predicted the arrival of wolves on our beaches long before it happened. Ceisa wasn't the only one to see them coming.A brief expression of disgust crosses Arina's face, but she shakes it off with a deep breath. She opens her mouth, but Miguel talks over her.— This is a prediction from my people.We all looked at him
