The annoyance in Naomi’s heart dissipated the moment Daegal’s arms wound around her waist. He pulled her close till his face was nestled in the crook of her neck.Slowly, she snaked her arms around his neck and let herself fall into his orbit. Daegal’s familiar scent—luxurious jasmine, aromatic sandalwood, and the sweetness of the moments after a heavy downpour—filled her nostrils, making her sigh and hold on to him tighter.He smelled like home.A short while later, they both disentangled from the hug and Daegal’s lips brushed against Naomi’s forehead.“I just want you to be safe.” His voice was low but screamed the need to protect, protect, protect.“Daegal…” Naomi trailed off, her eyes pleading, beseeching for him to let her assist… To allow her to do something meaningful for him and the continent at large.His shoulders dropped as he released a heavy breath. How could he refuse when Naomi looked at him in such a manner that made his heart ache?“Fine. If it means so much to you th
Despite the agony she was in, Naomi managed to crack a smile. “Emperor, I never knew you were this wild. Where do you get your ideas from?”Daegal rolled his eyes but didn’t stop the smile from forming on his face. “Take off your clothes, Empress Naomi or do I have to do it for you?”Naomi shrugged. “I prefer your touch to mine.”“Very well.” With a snap of his fingers, Naomi’s clothes were off and she was naked before him, thighs tightly clenched together to avoid much blood staining the carpet.She frowned. “You know, when I meant your touch—ow!” A stab at her lower belly cut her off.“Shall I carry you now or do you want to keep talking? I am fine with either,” he teased.“Prick,” she mumbled in response, still bent over.“My apologies but I did not quite hear you love.”Naomi managed to send him a glare that could have melted him where he stood. “Please. Help me.”“Of course, my queen.”He swept her off her feet and to her greatest relief, she was lowered into the steaming bathtub
The official proclamation of war threw the city of Asghavia into a frenzy. Day by day, male and female citizens poured into the castle barracks to volunteer for the army.With each person recruited, the number of able-bodied soldiers increased exponentially but with the reports Emperor Daegal received from Aesos and Alsayf, their numbers were not enough.Sejukgheim and Nebulos swore to provide their large armies but with the men Babatunde Alen previously amassed and certain Chiefs in Alsayf bending the knee to him as well as the entirety of Aesos declaring their open rebellion against the crown just the day before, the situation was not looking encouraging.Aesos' betrayal came as a shock to Naomi but Daegal received the news with minimal surprise. Magic was rarely practiced there—almost forbidden— and only a few people like Indah, the old priestess who came close to killing Naomi, and some diviners were able to wield magic though not as powerfully as the mages and witches of Nebulos
Chief Azriel might have been the epitome of courtly graces; pleasant smiles, compliments, and all but in the sparring ring in the training yard of the Unity Rock that afternoon, he was a grim-faced killer. And when he turned those deadly instincts on Naomi... She had to throw up a shield as fast as possible the second she stepped into the ring because Azriel seemingly decided it would be a perfect time to put her magical reflexes to the test and throw a ball of fire at her. An hour later, under her training leathers, Naomi's body was slick with sweat. Her breathing came out in ragged gasps as she barely managed to dodge Azriel's fist which came flying at her face. However, she used the opportunity to slam her right fist into his jaw before he could send another punch at her. Her vicious attempt stunned Azriel for a moment and also made her knuckles sing from the impact. Naomi took a step back and then focused her attention on flexing and relaxing her fingers to ease a bit of th
"Pathetic." He removed the sword from where it kissed her flesh and pointed it down. "For Creator's sake, Naomi, use her body to your advantage. It is yours now. Yours to control!" Naomi bit her lips to fight off the tears that burned in her eyes. There was nothing she hated more than being embarrassed or scolded. "I... I...""How weak," Azriel spat. That singular sentence caused Naomi's eyes to darken with fury. "I am anything but weak." Immediately, she stretched her arm out to where her sword lay on the ground, and in a flash, it flew into her waiting hand. Suddenly, the weight became inconsequential as Naomi's eyes glowed an astonishing shade of violet. Azriel grinned at her transformation and bent his index finger twice, beckoning her to attack him. So she did. Her body spun and moved with a beauty that Azriel had only seen when watching Nerina herself but somehow, Naomi looked even better. Naomi snarled as she pressed attack after attack on Azriel who expertly evaded ever
The next afternoon, Meriana and Divya joined Naomi's training session with Azriel."Why does the most advanced witch on the continent need magical training?" Divya spoke up suddenly, surprising everyone since she had been quiet through most of the session.Meriana sent her a warning look but Naomi chuckled instead, a diversion already prepared. "So much has happened that you are not aware of, Lolo Divya and I neither have the time nor energy to explain it in detail. All I can say is that magic is a complex thing but I do not believe you would understand, would you?"Divya forced a smile onto her face and inclined her head in a bow. "Of course, Empress. My sincerest apologies for the intrusive question.""Forgiven," Naomi said simply.To ease the tension, Meriana added, "I was born with some affinity for magic and I can say with utmost certainty that Nerina is right. Magic is extremely complicated and even after all these years, I still have not mastered the art.""It would have been e
"It has been four days and yet no fucking progress!" Naomi threw the papers in her hands down on the table, rose to her feet, and began to pace. Meriana blinked, confused. "Forgive me, Nerina but is there something you are looking for that I am not aware of?" Startled, Naomi halted her frustrated pacing. 'Shit, I forgot she was here,' she murmured to herself then put on a shaky smile. "N-no. I was just trying to look at some military strategies peculiar to the Volcarians and it is proving difficult to grasp," she lied smoothly while rearranging the papers and placing a military tome on top. "Oh," Meriana nodded. "I wish I could offer my assistance but I was never great at history or war politics." Naomi shook her head. "It is fine. I grew up learning much of politics, war, and diplomacy but the royal Volcarians' way of life has become something akin to a myth. I thought it would be good to implement some of their tactics in this war because—" "Because the rebels would never see
"What have I done?" Naomi murmured as she straightened herself. "No, no... Meriana... I didn't mean for any of this to happen."Daegal hissed at the guards who had just watched the entire scene unfold. "Clear the room and speak nothing of what you have witnessed here."His command was quickly obeyed and in a moment, only he, Naomi, Azriel, and Meriana's dead body remained.Naomi covered her mouth with her hand, stifling the sob that fought to come out but she couldn't stop the tears from freely flowing down her cheeks. She tentatively walked over to where Azriel knelt on the ground, clutching his sister's body.His entire form was rigid. There were no tears in his eyes or pain or anything. He was blank, almost as lifeless as the bloodied body he held against his chest.Naomi fell to her knees beside Azriel and placed a shaking hand on his shoulder. Beneath her grip, she felt him freeze, becoming even more rigid than he previously was."A-Az... I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I never—This was