Czar had been magnated by the noise from the tavern and rushed in to see what was happening. He was flummoxed to find the flagons running out the door, as tho, they were being chased by death. He scanned his eyes around and it didn't take him a second to notice the cynosure of the tavern. He saw three of his guards down on the floor, with the fourth one being held by a certain man. The young man had his fangs going deep into the hollows of his guard's neck. Jaha believed he was a vampire, but when he saw his claws....he grew perplexed. Vampires could never have claws. So, how was the man in front of him having both? Slowly, the truth began to dawn on him. The realization was like a sudden burst of light, illuminating the blank corners of his mind and bringing confirmation to his thoughts. A man with fangs and claws. Only one man in the history of the world has been able to possess such qualities. One man that was a hybrid and regarded as a demon.The thought made Czar's heart clench
Masha was still in tears and was about rising to her feet when a middle-aged man suddenly ran into the tavern with a younger lady beside him. They both looked stunned at the sight before them - so many people dead on the floor. "For Saint's sake!" The aged man muttered, his wrinkled eyes slowly going round the room. Finally, they rested on Masha and Czar. "Is he dead as well?" He inquired, going closer. "N...No. Not yet," Masha shook her head, another tear rolling down her cheek. Getting to Czar's body, the old man crouched and placed two fingers on his neck. "Okay, he's still alive. He needs to be treated as soon as possible, else he'll die."Masha dabbed the tears from her eyes, using her wrist. "I... I know. B...but, where can I get a healer?" She stuttered. She was still shaking with fear but was trying so hard to get herself together. "My father's a healer," the lady in the room answered. Masha thanked Absalom for bringing her helpers so quick. Otherwise, what would she ha
Masha's eyes were heavy with exhaustion as she sat on the small rickety stool in the cramped room. The air was thick with the heavy scent of herbs that suffused every corner of the room as the old man's hands deftly applied a mixed portion on Czar's wounds. His daughter stood behind him, holding a tray of various herbs and awaiting the next request from her father.Masha was so tired and badly wanted to sleep, but she didn't trust the people enough to close a lid in that situation. Although, they seemed to be helping Czar, she still couldn't trust them.She looked around the room, wondering if they'd be passing the night there. The room itself was dimly-lit, with just the shimmering glow of a candle casting eerie shadows on the wall. It was quite small and cramped, Masha imagined it being a little uncomfortable for herself and Czar.She watched in silence as the old man worked, her eyes fixed on the gen
Still feeling weak, Czar wanted to look away. He knew she wasn't aware of his consciousness and didn't want to take advantage of her ignorance by watching her get dressed. He watched through the dimlight as she let the towel fall freely from her body. Her back was turned to him, but from the shadows, he could tell she was a beauty to behold. Her hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall of the moon, stopping just before her waistline. He could feel the curve of her neck, the line of her spine and the way her skin glowed in the dim light. With a fluid grace and her body slender and supple, she slipped into a flowing silk gown that shimmered in the light. Finally, he forced himself to look away - even tho he knew it was dumb doing so when she was already done dressing. Only then was he able to realize he was in a strange place. He remembered passing out in the tavern and knew there was no way they could've gotten to the palace already. So, where was he?He looked back at Masha an
That was one question Masha had been dreading. She had feared Czar noticed back there in the tavern and wondered if he was going to say anything about it. She's also been thinking about it. She remember vividly that she had seen anger flash in Jaha's eyes when he turned at her at first and was surprised at the way he had halted without hurting her. She really couldn't understand why he acted that way. Did he perhaps, know she had something to do with his escape?She looked at Czar and met his cold gaze. He was obviously still waiting for an answer. "I ... I don't," she stammered. "I mean, of course, I do know him as Jaha, but I have no idea why he had halted that way."Silence descended upon them, but Czar kept staring at her. This made Masha uncomfortable. Finally, he looked away from her and hear her heave a deep sigh of relief Getting used to the silence, Masha's eyes would start drifting close again. She was very tired and needed a lot of sleep. As she dozed off, Czar found h
"I... I don't know," she wagged her head. "I mean, I... couldn't really see their faces like I said." she gulped nervously and glanced at her mother."I just need more time. Perhaps... if I could take some strands of your hair and chant on them for a while, I'd be able to discover who was with you at that moment."Jaha was totally displeased. He looked around in a huff before turning back at Martella."Are you sure you did not see anything?" He grumped. There was an echo of desperation and danger in his voice."I... did not," she shrugged. "Why would I keep it away from you if I did?"Tensed silence descended upon them. Jaha found it strange that Martella saw nothing. She was very powerful when it comes to foresight and would barely disappoint.He was pained and didn't know if she was telling the truth or not.Haga
Three days later, Masha and Czar arrived at the gates of the place. The healer had been surprised when Czar told him to ride towards the palace. He thought he was just an ordinary man in the pack and wondered what business he had with the palace. He concluded he was probably a guard. However, when they got to the gates and when the guards scrutinized the carriage, they expressed shock to see it was Czar. "My Prince!" They lowered their heads at once. They were utterly confused because the prince had left in a royal carriage, and they didn't expect him to return in something like that.The healer was baffled when he heard the way they addressed the young man in his carriage. Who was a prince?Signaling the guards to step outside, the healer continued the ride into the palace and stopped in the middle of the compound. Now, he looked a little nervous. Czar and Masha alighted the carriage, and guards came running towards them. "My prince! Were you hurt? Are you okay?" The leader amo
Masha had just finished taking her bath, changed into something nice, and was about to slip into bed when a knock interrupted her peace. It was already late at night, so she wondered who it could be.Reluctantly, she got up, the cool air sending shivers down her spine, and walked to the door. And as she opened it, Torak's face appeared before her.The dim light of the walkway shone on Masha's face, emphasizing the deep shadows under her eyes from a long day, while Torak's features were illuminated with an almost ethereal glow."Masha," he called ecstatically. "How are you doing? I um... I just got back and heard there was an attack with Jaha. You did not get hurt, did you?"Masha was a little edgy, especially with the way he scanned his eyes around her like he was searching for an injury."I am fine. You do not have to worry about me," she said with a smile. "Where did you go, anyway?""Hunting," Torak shrugged. I visited a few taverns after that. I had no idea you would be home toda
Seconds passed, and Masha could still not find her words. She felt trapped in front of him, unable to look away despite how nervous she felt. Czar finally took a step back, his steely gaze on her. "I thought so too." He mumbled and started towards the door. Masha sprang to her feet and ran to him, pulling his wrist just before he'd reach for the door. Czar looked at her and found nothing but deep fear eating her up. Her gaze was on the floor."Y... You don't have to leave." She swallowed hard. "I understand what you want. Ac... Actually, I thought you'd be irritated by me. But...if you're not..." She forced her eyes from the floor to look at him. "... I'd want it as well, my prince. I'd... want to have this experience with you."Czar turned properly to face her. That was when she let go of his wrist and returned her gaze to the floor. "Are you sure?" His voice was low. "You need to be certain you want this, Masha."She nodded nervously, gulping down the lump in her throat. Her h
Masha, Arabella and Kona spent a long time in the guest room, and the whole time, Arabella did most of the talking. She never knew Arabella could actually be so funny. She kept cracking jokes and making Kona laugh enough. When it was night, they decided it was best to leave him to sleep. Masha kissed him goodnight - on the cheek - before leaving with Arabella. "Your brother is so welcoming." Arabella remarked as they walked down the hallway. Her cheeks were all red. "Are you sure? If you ask me, I'd say it was you who was welcoming." She laughed."Huh? That's not true. Don't make it sound like I was throwing myself on him." She puckered her lips. "I hope you're not catching feelings for my brother, dear Arabella. I'll tell you one thing, that guy is a flirt.""That's not true. He doesn't look like one."There was a little silence between them. "Well, I am not catching feelings for him. I am merely being friendly."They got to Arabella's door. "Let's call it a night, Masha. See y
Czar didn't know what had happened before his arrival for the room, but seeing the way Masha and his mother stood apart, and the way Masha's hand was holding her cheek with shock in her eyes, he could easily fix the puzzle. He couldn't comprehend how it made him feel, knowing his mother had laid hands on Masha. Whatever it was, it didn't feel good. Eve shifted her gaze to Czar immediately, trying to get rid of the repugnant look on her face. "Son, you're here. I actually came for you "Masha's hand was already down from her face, but displeasure shadowed her countenance. The queen's slap still hurt, and she felt so much bitterness to know she couldn't retaliate. If it had been anyone else but the queen, Absalom knows she'd have done something about it. Czar noticed how Masha kept her gaze glued to the floor. The part of her face that had been hit had turned crimson already. Anger shadowed her face, she didn't even try to pay homage to him."I need to have a word with you." His vo
Mace stood like a sentinel, his hands clasped behind his back, watching in silence as the Prince drew his bowstring taut. The training field was empty and quiet, and that was because Czar had requested to be alone. His shoulders commanded the space as he extended his arms towards the target. And in a seamless motion, he released the string, sending the arrow perfectly to hit his target which was a wooden board in front of him. He sighed in approval, took another arrow and worked it's way into his bow."The test has been conducted." Mace said suddenly. "And it was positive."Czar didn't spare him a glance, neither did his fingers freeze at any point as he aimed his bow at his target and pulled the string. It went perfectly to the board again."Are you surprised?" He finally asked, taking out another arrow. "Well... I'd bet even you were surprised." Mace chuckled. Czar's face remained cold as he shot at his target again and turned to get another arrow. "Is that the reason you have
Masha's eyelids fluttered open, allowing the soft morning light to gently caress her face. As her mind slowly emerged from the haze of sleep, she began to piece together the fragments of her memory, causing a mix of embarrassment and anxiety to swirl within her. A jagged breath escaped her throat. Holding on tight to the duvet on her, she darted her eyes around the room, and only then did she notice Czar had been there all along. She gasped, taking her eyes away immediately. Suddenly catching sight of him made her heart race faster and her breath come quicker. He was standing in front of his table, dressed in a black flowing robe that touched the door. And the way he linked his hands behind his back gave him a kind of 'bad lord' look. She couldn't look at him. Not anymore. But in that mini second she had looked in his direction, she noticed something else on his table. The table wasn't occupied with books and scripts like it used to. Instead, it was occupied with various meals. T
As Czar's hands closed around hers, Masha's whole body trembled with fear and anxiety. The room seemed to shrink, and no matter how hard she wanted to, she couldn't brace herself for what was about to happen. Czar turned her around so she could back him, and slowly, he loosened her dress and pulled down her sleeves until it was below her shoulders. He gave a momentarily pause, then continued steadily until her full boobs came bouncing out of the dress. A chill ran through Masha. At that point, she was tempted to push him off and just run off, but she wasn't ready for how embarrassing that would be. Czar left the dress to fall freely to her legs, leaving her in her all natural form. It surprised him that she had no underwear. She had really come prepared. Her back was a sight to behold. The curves of her buttocks, firm and mesmerizing, made it so difficult for him to resist to grab them. Her hair, black and glossy, cascaded down her bare back, inviting him in. A beauty she was - h
The darkness enveloped the room, casting shadows that danced along the walls.Czar sat before his study table, his figure bathed in the flickering glow of candlelight. His eyes were fixed on the pages of a book, but his mind wandered far from its words.It's been a very long time since morning, yet Masha was yet to come to the room. He knew she was scared and not ready, but he did not expect her to shy away that much.He tried to concentrate on the book in his hands, but the more he tried, the more the thoughts of her kept messing with his head. It was all his fault. He knew he was making a mistake when he started showing concern.A long time passed, and suddenly he heard approaching footsteps.Strangely, he could recognise the sound of her footsteps like a whisper in the depths of his consciousness.When the door opened and she got revealed, he was almost sure that time had halted. She was adorned in a long black dress, its flowing fabric clinging to her every contour. He recognised
Czar moved with an icy gait into his room, his hands fisted beside him. His mind was a mess, and as he lowered himself on the bed, Mace took a long stare at his face."I cannot believe this," he scoffed. "This is a very big problem, my prince. What do you plan to do about it?"Czar said nothing. He just clasped his palms and gazed into space."There are so many excuses you could have made," Mace went on. "So many lies. Why did it have to be that? A lie so complicated?""That was the fastest lie I could think of," Czar answered, his voice a little rough. "I had no idea my father would never believe me."He rose from the bed, moving to confront the window."Father sounded too sure. I have a feeling he might have been spying on me," Czar added, his piercing eyes gazing out the window."Perhaps. Or maybe he's just very sure that you are not so free with the vampire yet. You know, you make it quite obvious." Mace shrugged."For now, you just need to think of a way to get over this situatio
Czar mixed the treatment in the bowl, and by the time he was done, Masha was still on the bed, fully dressed. He expected Junior to be a little difficult for her, but at that moment, it seemed like he didn't have the time. He dropped the bowl on the table and approached her. "On your feet," he instructed. Masha felt a little intimidated. He looked like he was offended by something. She gulped nervously and forced herself to stand, giving him her back because she knew he wanted to help her with the knots in her dress. Although they had yet to consummate their marriage, it didn't change the fact that he was her husband and had the right to her body. An icy finger cascaded down her spine as she felt him manoeuvre the zipper of her dress. As soon as it was brought down, she supported her dress against her chest, not wanting her boobs to fall out. For a long time, she felt Czar's eyes on her back, and it made her wonder if her injuries were that bad. "On the bed." He moved away from