“I am the one with the string,” Belladonna said when they locked Galdur up and left the room where they had been interrogating him.They were now in the sitting room of the Village Head’s house. There were only three of them here. Zesika was still with Aniya and Lytio was busy with other things, including taking care of Arlo. “You can't believe a word he says, you know,” Alaris said, leaning against the wall but it didn't seem like Belladonna could hear a word he was saying. “The red string is connected to me and it will bring Kestra back,” Belladonna mumbled to herself. “I told you that I could feel it!” She snapped, turning her attention to Eli who went rigid immediately she turned to him. He stood from the sofa slowly. “I understand how you feel,” Eli said, “but we must be logical with our decisions. The Witcher would say anything at this point and we cannot trust him. We can not believe him until we see this thing he claims has landed in our Realm.”Belladonna shook her head,
“You have grown close,” Eli said, resisting the urge of shifting hai weight from one foot to another, afraid that the movement would pronounce his jealousy. As if the hardness of his voice wasn't already doing that. Belladonna shrugged. “He just needs a little understanding.” Then she frowned, and turned to him. The sound of Alaris’ flapping wings now sounded more distant than it did before. “But sometimes, like earlier, he annoys me so much that I can't think.” “His intention was not to infuriate you. Your words were threatening the very foundation of his abilities, one of the things that makes him powerful and confident. It is normal that he repels against your statement.”So many words. She turned the words over in her mind and they started to make sense. She would do the same if she were in his shoes. “What about you? Do you believe me?” He tensed up under her close observation and disappointment flashed in her blue eyes. It hurt him. “Donna—”“You don't have to say it.” S
“We must wait for now to observe The Mother’s reaction to this, we need to know if the existence of the portal has fallen to her knowledge.”“Yes, Thanatou,” The Thanis soldier replied. “You have brought me great news, for this you shall be rewarded.” Just as Kestra had feared, the Thanatou handed over her chain to the Thanis soldier. “You may play with her for the whole night. A broken spirit is the most obedient.”“I am honoured, Thanatou.” The Thanis accepted the chain. Cracks developed in Kestra's renewed hope. She could already feel her spirit breaking once again. ____________The Thanis had taken her to a corner of the cave. It was a good distance away from where the rest of the Thanis soldiers or even the Thanatou were.Kestra started taking off her rags but the Thanis warrior had stopped. “I have another,” he said. “Rest, tomorrow you shall face your fate.”However, Kestra decided not to rest. She was stunned that any Thanis warrior would turn down an opportunity to “pla
Aniya had meant every word when she said that her life was now in Inaymi. Belladonna had told her all about Ikrus and Aniya hadn't been pleased about it at all. “I will not allow anyone to take me from my son. I would rather die than go to some strange Realm with someone who was sent to kill me. A soulmate? That sounds far too ridiculous to be true.” That had been her response last night when she had finally woken up. Things had only gotten better the next day. Aniya hadn't had any unfortunate experience befall her ever since she had woken up. No more bleeding and no more screaming in pain, or begging for death. Not only that, but Eli found some witches. They were trying to get the Ringer out of Aniya at the moment and things were looking promising.Aniya was chained down by silver as the witches tried all they could to summon this Ringer out of her and destroy it. At a point, Aniya had shifted into a lycan and threatened to kill them all, but the silver restrained her and she
“Was it here?” Her question caught him off guard and it took too long for him to interpret the words. All he could think about was the fact that she was touching him. Was she drunk? No, he couldn't smell any alcohol from her. “The dagger. Was it here?” Oh, that was what she wanted to know. “Yes.” If his hands weren't already occupied with Arlo who was struggling between sleep and catching his toy, he would have held her hand so it would stay on his skin forever.She reached for a button but paused, then she looked up at him and he gave her a subtle nod. Of course, she could unbutton his shirt! She had no idea how much it would delight him for her to do more. By Ignas, he had been starved and deprived. A suffering he did deserve. She undid two buttons of his gray cotton shirt, so she could see the affected area properly. He had told her about the Witcher's mind manipulation and somehow, she had forgotten to ask him how he was doing or if there were side effects from the dagger’
Just as the Thanatou had said, they had to wait and observe the portal and see if the Mother knew anything about it. They had to be careful not to fall into any trap. However, they couldn't wait forever.The more the Thanatou stayed in hiding, the more his power was threatened and the more it would be harder for him to gain control of his Realm. The Thanatou couldn't believe his mother was throwing a useless tantrum just because he had killed his sister. If she had stayed in line and not interfered with his activities of ruling, then he wouldn't have killed her.She brought this death upon herself.When he would gain his throne again, he would give his Thanis warrior that was in love with her, another Thanks woman who would be obedient. She would make him forget about his sister and he would remain loyal by his side forever. After all, he had made a promise to his Thanis warrior. “When the reign is mine again, I will gift you a befitting female of your choice,” he had clicked to h
The full moon gave her more strength. There was no more perfect night than this.She could feel the power rush through her veins. The chains that had now vanished from her heart made her feel ecstatic, she could feel the tingles at the tips of her fingers. The Thanatou must be dead. Her freedom was now acquired. She had to get Eli back, however there were a couple of problems. How would she get off this mountain without dying? Where was she?All that, she would figure out with time. She just had to follow her string. ________Back in Inaymi, the Full Moon Feast was being celebrated in the Village Square. The sound of drums and many instruments being played filled the air. There were many people dancing at the Village Square, celebrating. Aniya was one of those people.She was in the crowd dancing with her veil tied around her face, as she danced to her heart's content. Earlier, Zesika and she had talked about her experience with the Ringer. Apologies had been made when nece
Different activities were going on during the celebration. A crowd had formed around two wrestling men. Bets had been placed and the crowd roared for their fighter to win. Belladonna had joined the crowd too, just so she could find out what was going on. When she saw that it was a wrestling competition, she lost interest and started to walk away but someone had stopped her. “You are the Bride!” It was a woman. She half yelled so that her voice could be heard above the shouting crowd. “You made my sweater.” She said with excitement and Belladonna smiled as the woman told her about how much she loved Belladonna’s sewings and how many of them she had. With Belladonna now engrossed in a conversation she enjoyed, Eli decided to stay. His eyes were ever on her and it was wonderful to see her relaxed and happy. It was a great distraction from the turmoil that wrestled inside of him. A really good distraction that he didn't realize when someone ran across the wrestling circle and stru
Her stomach rumbled, but it was quiet, and for the sake of her dignity, she hoped that he hadn't heard it. “You don't need the sun, you need food; I know a place.”“Get out of my sun.”“I’ll take you there.” Quickly she was on her feet, his arm along her waist to keep her stable. “Are you even listening or are you just deliberately ignoring me?”“Deliberately ignoring you.” “What? I expect the elderly to behave with more sense,” she jabbed, annoyed with his interference. “There are no elderly here.”In a flash, he is with Arlo. Then before she could tell, they were before a table that must have been prepared for them only moments ago. She was dizzy from the speed but the lovely aroma in the air could not be mistaken; there was food here. She felt Ikrus push her into a chair and she took her seat, blinking to regain her stability and clear vision. When she finally did, she looked around. They were in a kind of glass room with flowers on the ceiling. The table before her was smal
She cleared her throat, changing the topic. “Is my age a problem for you, Ikrus?”He sucked in a deep breath, looking away, still thinking about why he had brought her and Arlo here - still trying to figure out his thoughts. “No. I was merely surprised, that is all.” “I’m not bothered either.” She leaned closer to him, a hair’s breadth between them, catching him off guard with her action. “Don’t worry,” she skimmed her fingers over his hair and he stilled, forcing himself not to move as more of her fragrance consumed his air. “I have always fancied old men.”What?!Old men?!Old men where?!“I’m not old,” he said, clearly offended. “You are thirty-two,” she said as she lay down and closed her eyes. “Exactly. I am not old.”She felt his shadow over her and she sighed, wanting the warmth of the sun on her skin once again. “You are thirty-two… and blocking the sun.”“That is not old at all.” He sounded like he was losing his mind, but his voice was leveled. She shrugged nonchalantly
She turned to him sharply, wheels turning dangerously in her head already to come up with a lie, her lungs clogging with fear, only for her to discover that he wasn't looking at her but at someone else. “Look! Arlo is walking!” He declared in hushed excitement. Aniya rolled her eyes, taking a deep breath of relief, tucking away the poison bottle. He didn't catch her, she could still kill him. “Arlo can walk.”“For long distances like that?” He turned to her, surprised. “Yes.”“Oh.”“In fact, we must redesign the room to accommodate him. He keeps on trying to pull things down.”Ikrus frowned. In a flash, he was holding Arlo who was strongly protesting against being held. He certainly wanted to play on the ground. “How old is the little one?”“Arlo,” she said, emphasizing his name, subtly ensuring that he wouldn't call him “little one” again, “will be two soon.”Ikrus nodded, taking the information in as he easily moved Arlo from one hand to another in his struggle to get down. “H
Aniya told her about the strange lily she found in her coin bag while telling her how she had come by it, although leaving out part of the poison, while watching to see if the witch had told Oana about what she was searching for. It didn't seem like the witch told her anything. “I have seen something like that in my room before,” Aniya said. “I’m scared of what it means and I am afraid—” she looked over to Arlo for the umpteenth time, “of harm coming to Arlo or me.” Oana was very concerned and she said she would tell the Alpha and Luna about it so that they could give orders for the Pack House to be thoroughly searched. Then Aniya asked, “What about last night? Why did the sun suddenly come up and merge with the moon?” She rushed to the window. “Everything seems normal now.”“Elder Superior said it was a result of something that happened in another realm. It is none of our concern; our Realm stays unaffected, and all the portals remain sealed.” Aniya panicked.Another realm? Wha
That night, after they had both eaten, Alaris took Belladonna to a nearby river, where a burning incense was placed on a leaf pad to float away. “It is to let go of the past and begin anew,” he has explained. It was something that helped Belladonna even though she hadn't known she needed it. Her heart felt lighter and with a more positive perspective, she left the river bank.The Belarion Rebellion and the rest of the Cave had fully returned now. Shortly after, Belladonna and Alaris started trying to create the army. They were once again under an open sky. Nyka watched from a distance, just like every one of the dragon people had been advised to do. Her father was right next to her, he wasn't supposed to be here. He was still injured from the torture he had received from the White King’s warriors that had captured him but he was terrified that if he as much took a step from her, the Heir would seize her and kill her. “What do I do?” Belladonna asked, trying to shake off the press
[LYCANS’ REALM]The coins vibrated on the floor, clanking as they added to the slight trembling she could feel around her. Aniya’s heart jumped. Quickly, she dashed to her bed and grabbed Arlo, taking him swiftly into her arms. She could hear a bell ringing from a distance. Voices of terrified people seeping into the air, even with her ordinary human hearing, the building chaos felt loud to her.What was going on? Before she could make it out of the room, though, she felt someone sweep her away, and in a flash, she was in an enclosed space, an arm around her, so that she held Arlo between them. She knew it was Ikrus; with such speed and the feeling of momentarily ease that went through her, it could be no one else. She hated the Matebond for many things but for this little ease that she could feel right now, she appreciated it a little. Even if this relief was a lie that everything was alright, it was better than the sheer terror she had been experiencing.The rumbling continued,
Finally, they were under an open sky.The Moon was full in its glory above them. “It is a perfect night,” Ny'ka said before intertwining her with Belladonna's.“Close your eyes.”She obeyed. “Think of the Bearer, of her grave, of her presence, and connect with her.”The Bearer. Belladonna allowed her mind to roam, remembering the silver-haired woman she would always dream about. She had never seen her face so there was no way she could see that. The image was blurry and soon it was nothing but darkness. “Open the windows, open the door,” she could hear Alaris' voice. Then she remembered her way of sealing the windows and the doors of her mind. So many things were happening in her mind. She could see the path to the castle, down to that room, to that sarcophagus, Then she was back in that room again - with the windows sealed and the doors locked.There was a white beam outside the window and a woman with long silver hair that shadowed her face.“Open the doors and the windows!”
“Don't kill me please, I believe now. You are the Heir, you are the savior. I see it.” Ny'ka begged. They were in one of the underground rooms, away from the people of the Belarion Rebellion and those of the Cave. This was something Alaris didn't want many to know about.“Please, take my life instead and spare my daughter,” Leader Tyrek begged. He knew what crimes Nyka had committed, the Priest told him everything.“You tried to kill me,” Alaris said to Ny'ka who was still on her knees, begging, tears running down her cheeks.“It was a mistake. It won't happen again.”Alaris smiled. “It won't.”He held her wrist and pulled her up, but while he did that, he crushed her bones, and pressing his flames into her skin, he healed her, just like he had seen it happen with Nightshade and that stranger in the Castle during their escape.It was an excruciating moment for Ny'ka and it didn't help that he did it again and again and again…By the time he was done, she was back on her knees, breat
The moment the ambush came upon them, some guards had taken Ny'ka and discreetly escaped from the scene. They were headed to the White King’s Castle to be highly rewarded for bringing to him the daughter of the leader of the revolution against him. They were supposed to take Leader Tyrek along too, but it seemed the guards who had him in captivity had been attacked. There would be much to tell the King upon getting to the castle. While they silently snuck away, Ny'ka found a way to free herself from the bondage and attacked them. She would rather die than have them take her alive; it was looking like that was the only option for her until she felt she had until Alaris' showed up. He descended from the sky with his massive leathery wings and he saved her; he killed the guards and swept her up into the air in his arms. In that moment, she saw what the others saw in him. A saviour.In that moment, something changed. “You saved me,” she said, the wind almost stealing her words away