RichardSitting on the chair in front of the table in my room, I contemplated whether or not I should take the covered item on the table to her myself or just send someone to take it to her on my behalf. I also thought about the possibility of being caught or ratted out to the king by Chloe. That crazy woman. Traitor! It could be that what she did was a sign to show that we have actually overstayed our welcome but No, there was a union that needs to be addressed and canceled for the establishment of a genuine and true union between true mates. This was my fathers responsibility, it was him who accepted the union of convenience and beneficial interest. He should be the one to fix this as well.“I need to speak with my father about this, else I leave this kingdom or elope with her.” I muttered to myself but had no idea Charles heard part of what I said until he slapped my arm.“You can't possibly back down now,” Charles, “Didn't you see how she defended us yesterday, she might be hum
Richard“You are a princess after all and you should know better.” She deadpanned.It all made sense now. Two nights ago, it was both of them, they were the ones I saw sucking the life out of that lady and those red eyes belonged to none other than Gwendolyns’ yet they tried to blame it on me which must have been Nemiuehs' idea.Nemiueh was the type of woman to make a plan,get you into it and abandon you in it. That was who she was. It either benefitted her or benefitted her, anything outside this was not going to happen. She wouldn't let it and Gwendolyn, she might have just seen a red flag but would she make good use of it, I doubt."My father would prosecute me in front of everyone." Gwendolyn yelled in frustration."And your sister too." Nemiueh chimed in, like adding dry wood to a burning flame. "Especially Her!!" Gwendolyn screamed, followed by a loud bang on the wall which shook the room and made the floor vibrate making me wonder what it was.Having heard enough, I figured th
Henrietta I was going to leave my room to Richards’ with the intention of thanking him for his thoughtfulness on bringing me breakfast despite all that happened and almost happened to him. Although he sent Marta instead of coming himself, she said he had some important work to do with his father King Harold but I knew he was trying to avoid me, maybe he was still scared that what happened in the woods might take place again. Brushing my hair in parts over either side of my shoulder, a small smile formed on my lips, “Do you think he would want to talk to me?” I asked my reflection in the mirror while imagining staring at his beautiful face, staring into his eyes as my heart raced in an unimaginable speed and if the car wasn't taken. It might just come out my mouth along with the tickling butterflies that tightened my stomach along with my throat. “I think what is holding me back from opening my heart to him is his marriage plans with Gwendolyn. Don’t you think so, Chloe?" I asked
Henrietta "Maybe my looks as well but I promise you, my intentions were not harmful in any way. It was ju…” He gulped and I brushed my thumb over his hand which was still intertwined in mine, a way of assuring him that he could say whatever it is that he wanted to say with a reassuring smile plastered on my face. “It's difficult, Henrietta,” He said in a sudden rage, “everyday being close to you, I am battling with myself and it's going to take a lot of self control to keep my actions in check, you know?” he asked through a nervous laughter and I scurried my eyes in confusion. “I don’t un…” “You won't be able to understand. '' he sighed, shaking his head sadly, “You won't, my love.” he said yet again and did those words have any effect on me? They more than did, my heart skipped a couple of beats and my body shivered as those words resounded in my ears. “That night in the woods, you…I would have marked you,” He explained, moving my hair away from my shoulder so that the bare skin
Richard Lunch was over a few minutes after Gwendolyn made the announcement. She was lucky to have said it right in time else, I'd have done exactly what I intended to do and with witnesses of course. Paid witnesses, if you wish to say but I'm glad those words left her mouth and not mine else it would have been war. Her father would have said I was out to embarrass his kingdom and his daughter. "That wasn't so hard now, was it?" I asked Gwendolyn right before she walked the walk of shame past me, the walk of shame which only both of us were aware of. She didn't raise her head nor did she move any further, "Rejoice while you can, Prince Richard." She said after a few minutes but before I could reply, she was out with the speed of light and I shrugged. Whatever she meant was her problem not mine. "How did you get her to say that?" Charles asked, while Marta stood beside him with a mixture of surprise and excitement on her face. "Let's just say I used what she knew to get what I wa
Henrietta It's been a few days since Gwendolyn strangely called off her wedding, which is something she has rubbed in my face a thousand times. The news of the cancellation has spread round the kingdom like wide fire and even though many were excited about it, they dare not show it. I was relieved. Happy that she wouldn't be getting married to the person who I find myself falling in love with and also her plans to ascend the throne has once again foiled. Whatever Richard had to do to make her admit it, I'll be forever grateful he did it. Smiling to myself, I picked up the last pie on the plate and took a deep bite, moaning into the taste of the food until I noticed that I was being watched. I gently took my eyes away from the pie to look in suspicion at the corner from which I felt a presence but there was no one there. "Show yourself!" I commanded but silence greeted me. Maybe I was thinking too much or it was just a moment's fear, I thought, shrugging it off as I continued wit
Henrietta I was going to ask how and why she didn't tell me she saw him too but before I could say a word, she tapped on the space beside her, gesturing for me to sit. "We're just talking about the paths that led to his pack before the peace treaty." Mother informed me but that wasn't what it sounded like to me when I barged in on them. "Such a pity I couldn't meet with Harold, it's been ages since I last saw him especially after his wife's demise." Mother sighed and I quickly shook my head. "You can meet him, since he's in Odyssey, right?" I asked, referring to Richard who shook his head. "No, Eri. My father left immediately after lunch with the King." Richard said in a sad tone, "He says the longer he stays to develop a trade with King Kenneth here in Odyssey, the longer people develop problems and blame them on us." He stated,"He would have to manage the trade with our pack for now until King Kenneth is ready for it." "What about Charles and Marta?" I asked in a rush. "The
Richard The moon lit up the dark areas of the woods along with the torches, placed at almost every corner of the kingdom. I think ever since the incident the inhabitants of odyssey have gotten a lot more conscious and taken their security as their priority despite King Kenneth's assurance to ensure guards are placed at every corner of the palace. They honestly do not want to take chances, who would? I was outside my room, resting on the balcony while looking ahead while the cold night breeze brushed against my hair, kissing my face with their chills. The view is always beautiful from this place, I guess. Especially since I can see the waters from here too. “I guess I'm not the only one that loves the night when the moon shines the brightest,” I heard an annoying sharp voice say as they drew closer to me. I rolled my eyes without taking it off the view which I was mesmerized by, "It was actually getting better until you arrived," I spat, "What do you want?" I asked without sparing
Richard There was an unusual tension in the air. The halls of the dungeon were becoming more and more crowded with soldiers and maidservants, going in similar and opposite directions. Although I was a little bit worried, because unlike the other times when they held large woods in preparation for my execution, they had royal veils and golden pots of fragrance. "What is going on?" I whispered. If only Chloe had come, I'd have gotten firsthand knowledge of everything. She's even the reason I'm still alive, as she sneaks food and water to me through Gregory. "Prince Richard, there's been a few changes," a guard said walking in my direction and just when I was about to step closer to the gates to speak with him, his form began to diminish the closer he got to me. And the moment he was at the gate of my cell, his form had completely disappeared. "Stupid Shape shifters," I cursed through my teeth. "Why hello there," Nemiuehs' voice filled my ears, the exact last person I wanted to se
Henrietta It's been a couple hours since I announced to my father and sister my ordeal with Richard. And I have never been more proud! But it is one thing to be proud and another to have the fate of the one who makes you feel proud decided upon by your treacherous sibling. She didn't want him before, so why now? 'To be Queen,' a voice whispered in my room. I knew there was no one in here with me because I shut the door myself. "But she can't be Queen, mother is alive and well!" I scoffed, staring at my glowing reflection in the mirror while gently unwrapping my hair. I needed a moment to fully understand what has happened to me, the transition, the… the new me. As my hair fell gently to my back, I couldn't help but admire the shiny silver strands and its new length. 'The coming days would be tough, my lady, beauty may have to wait' the voice whispered again and just then, my room door was thrown open. "We need to go!" Chloe said, rushing into my room. "Huh!! To where? Where
Henrietta Nemieuh glanced at Richard for a few minutes. I may be wrong but I can swear, her eyes softened for a while, but she was quick to shrug it off. She tilted her head a little high, "He'd be persecuted, your majesty," she gulped, peeling her eyes off him. What is going on? “Is it now her words over mine?” I asked in disbelief, “It is enough that you gave her a position I was supposed to occupy but you have to listen to her now?” “When the spell wears off, you will understand better but for now, I'll have the guards take him away.” “You wouldn't dare!!!” a voice boomed in the throne room, startling everyone including me but when I realized that the voice had come from me, I took a few seconds to readjust before I continued speaking. “I am not under any spell and why would you have her words over mine?” I asked, “You would know my whereabouts if you cared one bit about me!’ i snapped. “I understand that you do not recall so much as a result of the spell bu…” “I am perf
HenriettaEye to eye, I stared at Gwendolyn expecting her to look away but she didn't. There was something off about her, like an aura that wasn't there before and it was dark, very dark. it was not good but then, there were traces of that same energy around me.“Well, well well…” her voice came up.“Well what!!” I snapped at her and she tilted her head to an angle, “You pretentious slimy dimwit,” I hissed, fuming with anger until Richard held my hand tightly in a bid to get me to control myself but inasmuch as his hold was comforting. I wanted to give my sister an earful, at least before we are taken back to odyssey.The energy that seeped out from GWnedolyn became intense the minute Chloe got closer to me and I could see it seeping from her too. My eyes widened , “You?” I pointed at Chloe and she furrowed her brows, “You led them to us?” I yelled, fighting every urge to hit her, “What do you mean?” She cried and then it dawned on me that she might have no idea, and pressing further
Richard She was panting and moaning endlessly while I kept thrusting, taking note of every inch of her face and making sure she was okay. I concentrated on pleasing her because I wanted her satisfaction more and focused on her soft moans and whispers. Suddenly, she began to moan a lot louder and I knew she was close, “Ri…Richard!!!” She screamed and I knew it was about time I met her just where she was at and with few fast strokes, I brought my head to the spot I had been touching and flipped my tongue repeatedly over there till a moan escaped her lips after which, I grazed my fangs carefully above her skin before piercing my fangs through her skin. Panting heavily like one who had a marathon, I collapsed beside her before snaking my arm around her to pull her close to me. “I love you,” I whispered next to her ear while snuggling closer to her as I awaited her response but after waiting for a few minutes and nothing came, I chuckled at the possibility of her falling asleep in the m
RichardAfter taking our time to enjoy the feel of our arms in the comfort of silence, I took her hand in mine and walking side by side, we got close to the sea and sat down on the sand. She rested her body on me but kept her eyes on the water.“Mother said water heals the heart and the mind,” she said through a soft sigh, “I miss her and I miss home too.” she added. “It will be over soon,” I assured her, as those were the only words I could say at such a time. Her sister was after us and so is her dad but specifically, after my head.“Don't you think I'm worthy to be marked by you?” She asked and inwardly, I wished that this conversation could be avoided. She sat up and turned so that she was facing me completely, “I have waited for so long, can't you see?” She asked, “the more you extend this, the closer you get to losing me.”“Don’t. You. Ever. say. Those. Words. Again!” I said each word one after the other with so much anger at the mere thought of it happening, “I am never going
Richard It was already dead into the night and the silence that came with nightfall filled my ears, but was toned with the chirping sound of crickets in the bushes. I couldn't sleep as not only was I contemplating Charles' outburst today, but Henrietta's request as well. “Then you might have to think again,” those words played repeatedly in my head, clouding my thoughts so much that I couldn't go to sleep. I kept tossing and turning until I couldn't take it anymore and decided to sit up on the bed while resting my back on the wall. I stared at her sleeping figure and subconsciously, I pictured myself marking right then. What would happen if she is taken away from me? What would happen if we were separated? Could she be right about there never being a perfect time for us? What if she is not but then, what if she actually is? These questions kept me confused and awake as I wondered whether or not I should give in. if only she knew that I want it a lot more than she does but t
RichardI walked out of the cabin to where Charles was standing with his back resting on the bank of a tree. All through my walk out of the room, I couldn't stop thinking about Henrietta's attitude which was beginning to be a great cause of concern to me. She spoke so seriously about that dream of hers and…she saw that I was in danger before the uproars at odyssey. Could it be possible that she could be a…no no no, I better not even think about that. Anything was possible at this point but please, not that.“What was that about?” Charles asked sharply the moment I got to him and I raised a brow as to what exactly he was talking about.“You mean her request to be marked?” I asked but he shook his head.“That's none of my business and I still wonder why you haven't gotten that done yet but that is not what I'm on about,” he waved his hand in the air as if dismissing the conversation before narrowing his gaze on me. “I heard her, those low words she said about it happening, what was th
Henrietta Without thinking about their reaction, I blurted out those words like they had been written somewhere, waiting for me to read them but the look on their faces was more of surprise than shock but I knew what I wanted. “This is not the ti…” Charles began but seeing that it wasn't in his place to decide that, he stopped mid way and gave Richard a long look before turning around and leaving the room. “Mark me, Richard.” I repeated but this time with a lot more confidence. I knew what I saw in that dream and I felt it too, it was so real, as real as the others before it and Charles' presence confirmed it. “Etta, this is not the time.” Richard protested but it was now or never. Not for me but for the both of us. They were going to seperate us and that's for sure. I saw it clearly, I saw it happen. Yanking my hand out of his, I walked back to the bed to sit on it while bringing my knee up to my chest. “Don't be sad, My love,” He said softly before taking his seat on the bed