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With Daegal’s icy glare fixated on her, Naomi hastily concluded that she truly could not hope to gain his trust easily and have him help her out of the dilemma she was presently caught up in. “Sorcery? What the hell is he talking about?” She wondered as she searched for a suitable answer. Filled with fear at the sheer amount of disgust and disdain that Daegal aimed at her, she choked out the first thing that came to mind; something she imagined Nerina would say. “What sort of accusation is this?” She retorted defensively, bravely pushing her initial fear aside as she angled up her chin defiantly. However, in response, Daegal let out an exasperated growl and in one swift movement, pinned her to the wall beside them with his hand gripping her throat lightly, not wanting to hurt the daughter of the Royal Minister without good reason. “Lolo Nerina, lying to me is not the best call to make right now.” By stalking closer to Naomi’s personal space, his scent overwhelmed her and filled h
Meanwhile, in one of the many guest quarters of the Star Castle, Nezetta paced around anxiously with a stormy expression on her face. A million and one thoughts raced through her mind at lightning speed until she decided to at least carry out one of her motives. “Damn the consequences,” She muttered under her breath and stepped toward the door. “Princess, you cannot leave. The prince explicitly commanded that you stay here!” Kabeer protested as he stepped in front of her to block her path. “Aezonum.”Without care, Nezetta conjured up a ball of sparkling green energy and threw it at him. He fell to the ground in a heap, unconscious. As Daegal said, killing him would only put her in an excruciating amount of pain so she opted to put him in a deep slumber. With a determined look in her eyes, she stepped over Kabeer’s body and opened the door.However, as she tried to pass through the doorway, it was as if the air around her had suddenly thickened.She could not move forward.“He da
San Francisco, California. “Did you cry for help when the woman you loved lay dead before you?” Adryan mocked. With a defiant look, Victoria spat on his face. Enraged, Adryan struck her across her face, his rings tearing into her flesh and leaving a bloody trail behind. “Don’t you dare utter her name,” Victoria said weakly, her head still reeling from the blow. Grabbing her by the chin, he brought her face closer to his and sneered. “Master will decide what to do with you.” With that, he left her bruised and battered body hanging from the ceiling, and stormed out. Ever since Naomi’s death, Victoria had made it her goal to find out who was responsible for it and also get answers to the mystery Naomi had been trying to solve for years. The mystery of her parent’s murder. For the last two months, Victoria had exhausted every resource at her disposal to figure out the truth, yet her efforts seemed futile until a week ago. She had almost fried her brain trying to connect all the
"What are you doing here?" Emperor Vulcan rose from his throne, face red and hands tightened into fists. He could barely control his fury. He was driven to send for the guards and mages but the thought of washing his dirty family linen in public deterred him instantly. He had to handle this as quietly and diplomatically as possible. Word of in-fighting and a lack of control could not spread. Nezetta tilted her head to the side as she appraised the father who had become nothing more than a stranger to her. Resentment coursed through her like a bitter wine, burning her insides till she thought it would consume her whole. "You cannot even say my name." She scoffed and shook her head. Her eyes flickered across the expanse of the large hall, taking in the astonished, bewildered, and curious faces of the guests around. "Are you afraid that they will see you for what you truly are? After all, you made me what I am. What they are so afraid of." "Cease this at once, Nezetta!" Emperor Vu
Magic was a concept that Naomi had only heard of in fairy tales and fantasy novels.It was something she dreamed about when she was bored and had nothing better to do.However, ever since her abrupt and still extremely confusing entry into the continent, magic had suddenly become a reality to her.More often than not, that reality turned out to be even deadlier than she had ever anticipated.It fascinated and terrified her simultaneously. Though, most of the time, her terror trumped her fascination by a great margin.What she had unintentionally done with the magic that coursed through the veins of the body that she happened to inhabit horrified her to her core and she could only imagine what harm and danger Nerina had done with it.Nezetta had managed to bring her back from the edge. If she hadn't, Naomi wondered what exactly would have happened had she been lost to the darkness."I'll be back to see you, I promise. I'll find a way to get you out of here. In the meantime, don't do any
A sudden jerky movement rocked Naomi from a nightmare. Her throat was scorched and her head seemed to be stuffed with wool. The bright afternoon light streaming in from a window pierced through her heavy lids, causing her to snap them shut. Her lips were dry and cracked when she worked her tongue over them. She wondered how long she had been out. The image of Daegal’s stern eyes glaring down at her flashed behind her closed eyes, forcing itself through the darkness she was shrouded in. As she pried her eyes open carefully in a bid to get rid of the memory and prepared herself for the brightness of the sun, she wondered if Kyr was still in her room. In a panic, she made to stand from the bed she lay on but it was as if get body was made from heavy metal. Everything hurts. "Lolo! You have finally come to. Praise the Creator! Please, you must rest!" A high-pitched voice that made her ears ring, begged. Slumping back to the soft pillows weakly, she turned her head to the direction
It wasn't the cool breeze billowing in from the open windows or the gentle kiss of moonlight that awakened Naomi. Rather, it was the silken voice of Victoria."Naomi, we're going to miss our reservation if you don't get up this minute!"She opened her eyes to see the familiar walls of her apartment. Blinking in confusion, she turned toward the direction of Victoria's voice.'What reservation? I thought...''Was this a dream? Did I imagine everything?'"Where's Nezetta? And Daegal? I'm supposed to..." She trailed off, glancing around in confusion."What are you mumbling about? We're late. Go take a shower, you stink," Victoria scrunched up her nose and giggled playfully.Naomi's eyes landed on the skin of her hands. They were the chocolate brown color she was born with and spent a lot of money on skincare to maintain and not the milky white she had slowly become accustomed to.She wasn't Nerina anymore. There was no continent.'No Nezetta,' She thought mournfully. 'No Daegal either.'S
Daegal didn't know what to do with the woman weeping and holding onto him like he was her lifeline. His hands hung over her quaking shoulders uncertainly. An emotion akin to sympathy and care filled his chest as Naomi burrowed her face into the curve of his neck. His eyes flitted about the room in contemplation. Finally, he sighed deeply and let his hands grasp her shoulders gently. "She's dead and it's all my fault. It's my fault. It's mine..." Naomi mumbled repeatedly. "Who do you speak of, Lolo Nerina? Who is dead?" Daegal asked, keeping his tone as soft as possible. "It's my fault. It's my fault. It's my fault." Naomi’s sobs had died down but all she could do was repeat those words over and over again. Against his better judgment, Daegal’s arms wrapped around her fully, holding her tight against him while his fingers caressed her long, dark hair. "It's okay, you're safe now," He whispered into her ears. 'What in the Creator's name are you doing, Daegal? You cannot trust h
Naomi smiled sheepishly when Daegal praised her and laid her head against his shoulder. Suddenly, a chief threw a question at Daegal. "What happened to Empress Nerina? Where is she?" Everyone else in attendance nodded in agreement and began to murmur the question too. Naomi's eyes monitored everyone and made her observations about them. When they quieted down, Daegal took his time to explain every single event from the beginning till date with Naomi occasionally chipping in. And when he was done, the entire hall bowed down to Naomi and called her their empress. Naomi wiped the tears that formed under her eye. She didn't think she would garner such a support system from people who did not know her well enough but after Daegal's information, they looked at her and saw her. Her true self. A few days before, Naomi had Delia released from the dungeons and she was also very surprised to see the transformation but also knew that something was fish ever since Nerina started to be very ni
"Are you just going to stand there gawking?" Naomi asked, her voice hoarse. Daegal was immediately by her side with water.After she took a few sips, she sighed and with Daegal's help, sat up against some pillows. "What? Why are you both staring at me like that?"Daegal only smiled at her in response. Love and adoration shone in his eyes in such a way that made Naomi's heart melt from the display.As he brushed her hair back, Naomi reached up to tuck a strand behind her ear but midway into the motion, she caught the color of her hand.Naomi blinked once. Then blinked again. She shook her head from side to side and looked at her hand again."Daegal? Azriel? Am I dreaming?"Azriel laughed and pinched her calf. Naomi let out a small yelp and glared at him."No, you are not dreaming."Naomi returned her gaze to her hand and then lifted her other hand too. Tears of joy streamed down her face as she took in the rich, cocoa color."Can you get me a mirror, please?" she said to Daegal and pro
Master Faizar's brow furrowed in confusion when he saw the grin on Naomi's face that made her look maniacal and downright terrifying.Naomi didn't know where strength came from or even understand what she was about to do but she just knew it was what she was destined to do.She slowly rose to her feet with her hands clamped over Faizar's. She stared deep into his hazel eyes and uttered the words that struck fear into his heart for the first time in his life."This is your end and my beginning, Faizar."She threw his hands down and then pressed her fingers against his forehead. Her eyes shone a bright white light as she threw her head back and opened the part of her mind where she had locked her dream-walking magic in.Fueled by hate, revenge, and anger, Naomi threw herself into his dark, twisted mind. She didn't pay attention to his screams of anguish but only focused on what she realized she had to do.Her magic rippled across the clearing and beyond but the airtight shield around th
Naomi could smell the saltiness of the sea way before she even sighted the battleground. A wide, grassy plain extended toward the shore of the sea, and about a mile inland, Babatunde's army awaited. Rocky hills that seemed very familiar to Naomi arose at their back with some of their soldiers standing atop it. Naomi and Daegal stood on top of a wide hill overlooking the plain ahead. Thalia and Azriel were close behind while Kabeer and Ser Tare, clothed in their dark armor, gave the order for their armies to halt below. They obeyed them and arranged themselves into predetermined positions. The threat they faced though... Naomi didn't even need to count before she knew how outnumbered they were. "They took every inch of high ground they could find. We have to stick to the lower levels instead," Azriel hissed. "At least we have air power. That will be our high ground," Naomi said. "Precisely," Daegal agreed. "I think I can fight on horseback, Daegal," Azriel said but Daegal shot h
After Naomi's rescue from Master Faizar's clutches, Daegal didn't let her out of his sight for a single moment. He always made sure she was within sight and hearing distance and would even enter a panic when she wasn't near.An evening later, while alone in her tent, Naomi had earlier sent for Thalia and she entered when Naomi was poring over a tome. "How is Azriel?" she asked upon noticing Thalia's entrance. "Better now, Empress. He bled quite a lot since the arrow went clean through his shoulder but I and the other healers managed to help.""Will he be able to fight?" Thalia bent her head for a moment then looked up. "Azriel is strong but he will need time to heal."Naomi cocked an eyebrow. "Time to heal? Why have you not used magic to speed it up?" "We tried but something is wrong. The process is painstakingly slow so we have to rely on nature this time."Naomi bit her lip and set aside the book that was on her lap. "Please take care of him. I will come to see him later.""Of c
Nightfall came swiftly. Azriel and Thalia were prepared as they had gone over their plan with Daegal almost a thousand times.They were to sneak through the enemy's camp without drawing attention. Since some might know Azriel, he would stick to the shadows and also wear the helmet and armor that their blacksmiths had created which resembled that of Babatunde's soldiers."Ready, Thalia?" Azriel asked and Thalia nodded in the affirmative.They bid Daegal goodbye and mounted their horses. The ride was silent as they were too focused on their mission to joke or say anything to each other.After thirty to forty minutes of hard riding, they arrived in a thick forest, stopping on a hilltop that overlooked the outskirts of the formidable enemy camp.Master Faizar and Nezetta had used the same kind of spells that Daegal put around their camp to shield it from wandering eyes but thanks to the information that Naomi previously collected from those captured and now dead soldiers, Thalia and Azrie
"A dream walker?" Naomi echoed as Master Faizar placed the torch in his hand into a bracket. He circled her slowly like she was the prey and he, the predator. He stopped in front of her and ran a hand down her cheek. "Have you never felt the power of going into a person's mind and seeing all their deepest thoughts? Their fears, joys, and sorrows?" Naomi swallowed, her throat stinging from the dryness as she remembered penetrating Azriel and Meriana's minds. Amani's too. "Your eyes give you away, Naomi. So expressive. The magic that you hold is rare, ancient, and terrific. It lies deep within your soul," he said. Naomi scowled. "I don't find anything terrific about it. Sometimes I end up hurting people and other times, no one gets hurt. I don't understand it and I'm not sure I even want to."Master Faizar smiled softly but it did nothing to ease Naomi's worries. She continuously kept trying to access any part of her magic but she couldn't reach it. All she could hope was for Daegal
"Nngh," Naomi groaned as she slowly came to. The last thing she remembered was hugging her parents and...When she fully opened her eyes, there was darkness all around her. She couldn't even see two feet in front of her."Fuck," she swore as she realized that her hands and feet were tied to a pole and as much as she tried to get free by using her magic, it was as if an oily sheen dampened it.'Where am I? Where am I?' Naomi thought to herself as she continued struggling against her binds.Suddenly, a gust of wind blew across her face as something ruffled. A bright light illuminated the space around her as someone stepped through the flaps of the tent.Naomi remained quiet, choosing not to speak but to gauge instead.Her eyes narrowed suspiciously as the figure stalked ever closer to her. Though her heart pounded in her chest, she kept a straight face to hide her terror.Finally, the person shifted the burning torch from his face and his features came into view. He vaguely looked like
Azriel spoke up. "This is them showing their appreciation and undying loyalty to you. Daegal opened their eyes and cleared their doubts."Naomi nodded slowly. "Okay..." Then to those kneeling, she said in a raised voice: "Rise."In seconds, they obeyed her command. Ser Tare gave her a short bow and a heartfelt smile before he returned to his legion. Then she climbed up the podium and whispered some things to Daegal. After a moment, he nodded once. "It is now time for these traitors to face the emperor's justice. Chief Azriel, bring them to me."Six of them were brought up to the platform, still chained. They each had identical haunted looks in their eyes. Naomi cleared her throat before raising her voice. "In light of ours and the creator's mercy, we will give each of you a chance to renounce your allegiance to Chief Topher and Babatunde Alen. Refusal to do so means you acquiesce to your execution."Some of the captured soldiers began to ask for mercy. However, Naomi cast them all