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"Emperor, My Chief, there has been a massacre here in the capital!" The commander of the capital's guards, Sir Orryk, reported. Chief Kaius's and Emperor Vulcan's heads swiveled in Sir Orryk's direction. They had been breaking bread and treating each other in an attempt to try to find some common ground and perhaps stitch together a bit of the gaping rent in their relationship. So far, it was going well as they were doing their best to remain civil and not bring up any hostilities.However, the news Sir Orryk was about to report to them had the potential to rip the frail stitches apart. "A massacre? Where? When? What part of the city? Who committed such a heinous crime and why are you reporting to me alone instead of bringing the offender to me for judgment?" While Chief Kaius fired question after question, Emperor Vulcan remained silent, swirling the Nebulosi strong wine in his goblet. "My Chief, it occurred close to two hours ago in the Crescere area of the city. My men and I
“It is okay. Breathe, Naomi. Breathe. I am right here with you,” Nezetta cooed, leaping from the wooden rocking chair she had been sitting on for the last three hours, to hold Naomi’s shaking body.However, as soon as her fingers made contact with the exposed skin of Naomi’s shoulders, she flinched away from her touch.The sudden, unexpected movement pierced through Nezetta like a sharp lance going through a knight at a tourney. She retracted her hand, letting it fall to her sides as she tentatively sat and maintained a substantial distance on the straw-stuffed bed Naomi lay upon.“What happened to me? Where are we? How are you awake? And why am I dressed like this?” Naomi threw the barrage of questions at Nezetta as she frantically observed the strange room she had just found herself in. She had been stripped of her previous garments and was now clothed in a loose, cream-colored, lightly embroidered sleeveless silk dress that felt like a soft caress against her hot and balmy skin.The
"Who are you?" The inhumane voice of the sentient barrier whispered to Naomi. Its voice seared through her consciousness, momentarily distracting her from the burning sensation arising from her blistering skin. "Naomi? What's wrong? Talk to me." Nezetta frantically shook Naomi's shoulders but received no response.Naomi stood still, her eyes glazed over with her mouth hanging open. "Neziah, she is with me. She means no harm! Let her go!" Nezetta yelled at the barrier surrounding them authoritatively. The barrier failed to listen to her command. It could sense that something was gravely wrong with the stranger his princess had brought into the secret passage. It could not let her pass. "I...I am Lolo Nerina. Of Sejukgheim. I do not bear any ill will toward the royal family. I would never harm anyone!" Naomi managed to speak out in the way she knew Nerina would, amidst the tormenting presence in her head and her roasting flesh. The burning feeling was only in her head though. H
Something about Nerina’s eyes troubled Daegal as he led her and Nezetta through the winding hallways of the Star castle to his assigned chambers. Those ice-blue eyes of hers had haunted his dreams ever since he met her at the banquet to announce their betrothal and subsequent marriage. This time, however, something was different and it worried him. “Where are you taking us, brother?” Nezetta practically spat out the word, ‘Brother.’ “To my chambers,” He replied stiffly. “Is father going to be there? Are you going to reveal that I am here? You’re going to tell him and watch him cast me out like some stray mongrel while doing nothing just like before, are you not?” Nezetta fired at him, her anger bubbling to the surface. Daegal halted abruptly causing Nezetta and Naomi to come to a stop behind him. He turned around, his eyes filled with sadness. “Nez, I was a child back then. I—” Nezetta did not let him finish. “I was a child too, Daegal! You were already a man grown and you
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