When she finished eating, she made her way back to the kitchen and caught sight of Grace walking towards her with a scornful look on her face. As always, Visenya opted to ignore her. But as she passed by, Grace extended her foot, causing Visenya to stumble, sending the entire tray of dishes crashing
"Geesh, Delilah," Visenya huffed, "did you have to be so brash? The woman apologized.""You call that brash?" Delilah retorted, "I think I let her off easy."Visenya shook her head, concerned. "Well, now she's going to be afraid of me.""Good... she should be," Delilah replied, her tone unapologetic
She refrained from making eye contact, simply standing there as he played with her body as if she were a lifeless doll. The altercation between her and Grace that morning had reached his ears, fueling his anger at how easily Visenya would allow another woman to take her place. For a brief moment, he
-Thirteen Years Ago-"Your beautiful hair... gone... in one snip! I can't stand that boy!" Sarai fumed, her anger fueling each decisive cut of Visenya's remaining strands, desperately trying to make it more presentable."It's just hair, mother. It will grow back," Visenya replied, her voice weighed
This feeling of isolation weighed heavily on Visenya, leaving her with a sense of desolation and abandonment. "Please, Delilah... don't leave me. I need you."Finally, Delilah emerged from the shadows, bringing with her a wave of tranquility and security that washed over Visenya's weary soul. The co
Visenya sat on the palace steps, diligently scrubbing the dirt from Lucian's boots. A gentle breeze caressed her face, while the sun painted the sky in a stunning shade of blue. Once her task was complete, she knew she was expected to return to his chambers. And she knew all too well what awaited he
Visenya swiftly bolted past Lucian towards the distressed man and his horse, determined to assist. With a quick motion, she reached out to snatch the reins from the man's hands, who was just seconds away from being flung into the air. Despite his initial reluctance, she assertively took control of t
Without hesitation, she replied, her response quick and submissive. "You, Master.""In a crowded room, surrounded by individuals of higher rank, who is the one you answer to?" He inquired, his dominance palpable.Once again, her answer was resolute. "You, Master.""If someone above your rank speaks
Visenya chuckles at her daughter’s fierce declaration. “Well, you certainly are your father’s daughter,” she says, her eyes sparkling with pride and love for the fiery little girl before her. As a large crimson dragon soars into view, Catalina gasps with excitement, pointing eagerly to the sky. “He
In the enchanted garden of the Lycan Kingdom, Synora flitted among the vibrant blooms like a playful sprite, her laughter ringing out like tinkling bells. Butterflies, drawn to the riot of colors, fluttered gracefully around her, adding to the serenity of the ethereal atmosphere. Nearby, Visenya’s
Their lips part, and Lucian leans his head against hers, feeling his manhood already beginning to stiffen again, eager for another round of fervent lovemaking.“That’s probably the servants your mother said she would send over,” Lucian remarks, his voice tinged with reluctance. “Perhaps we should in
As the first rays of the morning sun stream through the window of their bedchamber, Lucian and Visenya found themselves consumed by an insatiable hunger for each other. Entwined in a passionate embrace, their bodies pulsated with desire. Visenya throws her head back, her melodic moans filling the ai
“You must taste the bitterness of their suffering,” Visenya’s voice dripped with a chilling potency. “A torment you and your council ruthlessly unleashed upon them. Let it sear your conscience like a branding iron, let it etch into your soul the pain you inflicted upon the innocents. You will carry
“They did what needed to be done,” she retorts, her voice steady despite the weight of her words. “To prevent you and the council from eradicating another species.”“The mages were evil,” he insists, conviction in his tone. “We couldn’t allow a unification ritual to take place. We couldn’t allow the
Mordecai stirred from his enforced slumber, his senses clouded by a disorienting haze. Clutching his head in agony, he fought to shake off the lingering effects of the gas that had kept him imprisoned. As he struggled to regain his bearings, his gaze fell upon Visenya, standing tall and resolute, a
“So, you’ve come to kill me? Go ahead! I’ve already lost everything that mattered to me in this world,” Mordecai’s voice resonates with bitter resignation.His adversary, her eyes ablaze with unyielding resolve, retorts with a cold fury, “Now you know how it feels. You’ve reveled in others’ sufferin
Caden’s pain was palpable, a raw, seething agony that tore through him, leaving behind a gaping void where his heart once beat. His cries of grief became a haunting melody to Mordecai’s ears, fueling the flames of his cruelty. Mordecai towered over him, casting a dark shadow of impending doom. Desp