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The Blood Kingdom. The king's castle… Elena made her way to Calhoun's study. She gently knocked on his door when she arrived, waiting for his command to come in. Once that happened, she gently opened the door, entering inside. She was greeted by the sight of Calhoun pacing. He was dressed formally in what seemed to be a traditional suit, and the get-up made him more handsome. He turned to look at her, then paused once he focused on her form. Blushing, she removed her eyes from his. "We have to get going. Your parents are probably waiting for us." He remained silent, then began strolling towards her. "You are beautiful." He said once he stood next to her. He placed his hands on her chin, dragging them up to see his face. She looked at him a bit embarrassed, but his total concentration was on how the beautiful girl was about to be his. Mine was what he thought. He slowly brought his head down to hers, then gently brushed his lips against hers. He re
The next day arrived. Elena had been up through the day preparing for the dinner she would serve to Calhoun's family. Forest had been by her side, worried and panicking just as she silently had been, while Elion watched them and lent a helping hand with an amused expression. Calhoun had come over to see what she was doing about twice that day, but she refused to allow him into the kitchen. Seeing him wouldn't help her nerves. News had already spread amongst the servants that Elena was the King's Bride. All the people's attitudes towards her changed since that day. Her who was not seen, barely visible, was suddenly treated with respect. When she told the High Keeper that she wished to work in the kitchen, preparing dinner for the king's family, she had beamed, setting up everything she would need immediately before Elena could say anything. The spices in the blood kingdom were different from those she was used to in Neba and Pres. As the blood kingdom was icy, most pe
Elena felt her heart banging hard against her chest through the walk up to the sacred room. She was with Calhoun. He held her hand gently but firmly in his and caressed it to calm her nerves. "It's okay. We would be done in no time." "I know," she said, breathing nervously. "This is just a very huge step for me." "You'll be alright." He replied, holding her hands firmly. "Where is this room?" Elena asked, trying to cover her nervousness with curiosity. "We have been going up for a long time." They had passed Calhoun's and his parents' floors and had even passed floors she hadn't been aware of. Calhoun looked at her drily. "We have barely been on the stairs for ten minutes. Are you sure it's not your nervousness that is talking?" "I'm just curious." She answered. "I have never heard of this room since I started working here." "That's because it's a sacred room. Even if you know of it, you are not to talk about it." He said. "And thinking of your workin
“Honey, what do you think about this?” Navina came over to his seat, gently caressing his shoulders. The king of Pres looked over at his wife and smiled. “I think you look lovely.” He said. Navina chuckled lightly. Her voice was like chiming glass. “No honey. I’m talking about the plan I just told you. You have defeated your enemies, yet you still argue with some people who are against your rule. I can take care of that for you.” “Whatever you say, honey.” The king replied. Navina smiled. The king loved her now. She knew it with every fibre of her being. Even if she had to take control of his mind, he loved her now. She praised herself for a job well-done as she slowly left the room she shared with her husband. She had made the right choice. The so-called woman he married was the one clouding his brain. She is the best for him. She knew it the first time she saw him. He was not like the other men in her town. She was never bent on getting marrie
Elena and her husband, Calhoun, entered the room created for them. It was still Calhoun's space, but it had been made to accommodate them. They had moved her things while she was getting married into Calhoun's room. She didn't have much to bring anyway, but she knew that would change once everything was over and had returned to normal. Calhoun's room was arranged the same way it had been the last time she was in it. Apart from her possessions which didn't occupy any considerable portion of the room, it was still manly and darkish in color. If she meant to occupy the space, many things would have to change. She didn't know what she was expecting when she walked inside. Though she had been hiding a lot in the Kingdom of Pres and never had an opportunity to attend a wedding, she read many books about marriages. They all explained that the room meant for the bride and the groom was arranged during the wedding night for easy copulation. She blushed just thinking about it. She gue
Three months later. The blood Kingdom... The soldiers lined up in the field, bustling with energy. The time for war had come. They had been training vigorously for months, waiting for this period. The Allikans had started a full-blown attack on the other kingdoms, but they knew that their biggest guns hadn't been brought out yet. Commotions have been happening in the pathway close to the blood kingdom. Some of the warriors have been delegated to fight them off, and most times, they had returned successfully. Word had reached that the Kingdom of Pres and the Kingdom of Tush had fallen under the Allikans attack. The Kingdom of Neba still stood firm against their enemies, warding them off. Every Kingdom was currently drenched in the scent of war. Men, women, and children retired early. There were no more fun games and wooing of women that usually happened daily in the streets of the blood kingdom. The weather became even colder than expected, and the sky darker. Rarely
The Kingdom of Pres. The king's castle… "Our king has been missing for three months now." Côtan Lokï, the duke and the closest advisor to the king stated. He talked to the group of politicians who had joined him in a secret place to discuss how to save their Kingdom. The past few months have been hell for the people of Pres. They felt they had defeated the Allikans once they had come out of their stupor, but more Allikans returned, and in less time, they were defeated. "Are you sure it wasn't on purpose?" One of the ministers asked. "He did sound weird the last we spoke to him." "No. Our king wouldn't just leave us like that." Côtan Lokï stated though a small voice inside him feared it was true. After he had been brought out of the vile of the evil queen, he was hit with the most intense feeling of regret he had ever felt in his entire life. He remembered the sad things he did or caused to humiliate their queen. He remembered the little Elena, who he had ador
Weeks had passed, and the battle across the kingdoms had become heated and much worse. Famine and drought had shown their ragged faces across the three outer kingdoms, and even the great kingdom of Neba wasn't exempted from it. Though their situation was much better than that of the other kingdoms. The blood kingdom didn't suffer the fate of the other kingdoms, but they were covered with a shroud of melancholy. There was no grief but no joy either. They all prayed heavily to their Ancestors that their loved ones come back from the war and that if they don't, let the death of the ones lost in the war not be in vain. The warriors of the blood kingdom had been engaged in a deadly war with the elites of Allika. These were more powerful than those sent earlier to lay havoc on the other kingdoms, so the warriors found it harder to defeat them. They fought with everything they had got, losing some of their men. For the ones who could be saved, Elion turned them to a Balaksa. Those
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Two months later...It was finally the D-day for Elena and Calhoun's wedding. It has been two months since the warriors and soldiers of the Blood kingdom and the Kingdom of Neba all returned to their kingdoms, respectively. When Elena and her husband arrived back in the Kingdom, the people shouted in joy, chanting cheers of victory. Elena felt overwhelmed by the praise. She wasn't used to that many people liking her. The past king and queen of Neba welcomed her with open arms. They had heard about what had taken place on the field, and they were extremely proud. A vigil was held for the warriors who had lost their lives in battle, and a monument with their names on it was erected in their favor. Families of the late warriors were taken under the care of the Royal family. Once they finally had some private time to themselves, Calhoun didn't waste any more time and immediately started to ravish her. He missed her; immensely. As he held her tightly in his arms, he poured
Elena slowly opened her eyes, trying to get her surroundings. She tried to move, but the pains that racked her body caused her to wince, advising her to remain in the position she was in.“Elena? Elena, it’s me.” A voice said to her. She tried to move her head, but it was impossible. She could only stare straight at the tent ceiling. Noticing her dilemma, the voice owner bent to look properly at her. Elena started crying once she saw the face; the tears came out slowly before they poured down like a flood.“Calhoun!” Elena said, her voice hoarse.“Yes, Darling. It’s me.” He answered. He had also teared up; the joy surrounding his heart was encompassing. “I thought... I thought you were gone.”“You stupid girl.” Calhoun said, gently removing a tendril of hair from her face. “That isn’t enough to kill me. I am the blood king remember? I might not have been as strong as Firoza, but that doesn’t mean I can’t protect myself from attacks. I have powers too.”Ele
The war field was engulfed in silence. Then the screaming began. All the people who had their sense of control ripped from them fell to the ground, holding their heads in their hands and screaming their lungs out. It was like a repeat of what had happened in the kingdom of Pres, Wazir thought. Whoever had been controlling them had been killed, and from the look of things, the person had to be Slovic, the huge monster. Wazir wished to be closer to the main battle, but he knew that he was safer inside the barrier. The people there needed someone they could look up to as their main leaders fought. He looked towards the main fighting ground again and hoped that his niece was fine.Elena was panting heavily after killing the monster. The naked body of the man who she had just killed lay on the bloodied ground, his face still in shock even after death. Slowly, Elena rose from the ground as her husband rushed to support her."Are you alright?" he asked, his face drenched
She slammed into Slovic hard, sending him flying several feet away, but she didn't cease in her assault. She was adamant about putting an end to him. His blood, his death, was the only thing that drew her attention. Firoza, she assumed, would attack her if she began to beat up her ally. On the other hand, the woman merely stayed standing, her head cocked. Her face had a thoughtful expression on it.Calhoun stood behind her, ready to intervene if she had any thoughts of retaliating against them. He was anxious about his wife, but he noticed that she had a resolute expression on her face. She wouldn't stop until Slovic was dealt with. She had no choice except to kill him herself.She needed to demonstrate her worth.Calhoun was aware of the situation. He knew that ending Slovic would be a minor inconvenience for him. In reality, he was tempted to do so because of the man's previous treatment of his wife. But he kept his cool and let his wife handle things.Slovic was perpl
"No!" Elena exclaimed, collapsing on her knees next to her father. With shaking hands, she tried to stop his bleeding. It proved futile as his blood gushed out the more. Her father groaned, every part of his body in severe pain. He looked at his daughter—the daughter he had wronged for years. She had become a woman now, and she was beautiful, just like her mom. However, she carried the majority of her attributes from her maternal grandmother. She was crying over him, and he wanted nothing but to wipe her tears away. She shouldn't worry about him. She was never at fault; he was. He could finally meet his love and tell her about their daughter. He wished he could have spent more time with her. Fate had other plans, it seemed. It was better for him that he died at her hand. He didn't think he would be able to survive if he killed his daughter. He had lost so much already, all for his greed for power. "Don't die," he heard her whisper repeatedly. He wished he could honour her wi
Silence and dread permeated the air. A reddish black smoke rose from the air to the darkened sky, and everyone's view was on it. Elena paused her strike on Slovic to look up at the sky. Calhoun was already facing the encounter with a deep scowl on his face. "What is going on here?" the shrill voice questioned. "Why am I seeing more people than expected?" The smoky cloud surrounding the voice's owner dissipated to reveal Firoza in a black armour gown, her flowing black hair kept loose. She looked around the battlefield with an evil smile, beaming at the soldiers."Not what I had been expecting." Slowly, she made her descent to the ground, several feet from where Elena, Calhoun, and Slovic were. The latter, who was almost unconscious, but was still smiling, called out in a frail voice."Niece, you are finally around. What took you so long?" Firoza turned around to face him and smiled once she saw Calhoun. "Calhoun!" she called out, her expression changing imm
Elena's world shattered into pieces. Everything she had ever believed, everything that she had thought was true, her whole world was built on lies."Oh, I see that my story touched you. That's good. Well it's too bad though, I'll not be able to hear your take on it. You have to die."Elena lay there, not aware of her surroundings anymore. Even after Slovic struck her, causing her to fly several meters away, she still didn't care. Her whole world had just been turned upside down. She landed with a heavy thud against the corpses of soldiers who had been killed. Something in her must-have ruptured because she started choking out blood. Her head was bleeding, the blood flowing to her face and blocking her eyesight. She tried getting up, but she couldn't move her limbs. She planted her elbows steady on the ground, trying to balance herself, yet they gave out, causing her to lie back down. Slovic appeared before her, tsking. "You are not as strong as I thought you were." He said