Luana washed her hands and splashed water on her face. Patting it dry with a knitted small cloth, she noticed the fine tremor that ran through her hands. She was going to Vampire City. No, going to see how things are. It's been two months since she left Vampire city and she didn't even know if she was making a good decision by going there.They may not get along, but he trusted her, right?But no, why would he trust her? After all, he didn't want her. And honestly, who could blame him?She wasn't going to rekindle her love for him but she knows that merely seeing him would bring back lost feelings. Tears pricked her lids once again as the volley of doubts waged war against her. What would it take to make him love her? He admired strength. She'd tried to be strong.He admired authority. She made sure everything she did was to keep Vampire city in order. "Why?" She whispered to her face reflecting in the stream she had stopped by to wash her face and hands.Her horse whined behind he
Lyne ordered the carriage to stop right at the bridge that was being repaired by laborers. It's been weeks since they started but from the look of things, it didn't look like they could finish it soon. So much for building, a much stronger bridge with gates. She climbed down and the cold evening wind hit her in the face. Lyne shuddered. The weather looked like it will soon rain and it's normal since they were in November. The torrential downpours that had hit Vampire City over the last few weeks had caused the progress of the bridge construction to be slow. At least today, it was going to rain towards the end of the day, when the workers can be back in their shelters. And then she spotted her husband at the end of the bridge, giving orders to a man who had on a helmet and his jacket was covered in sand and it was evident he was the supervisor. He wore a black shirt, with the top slightly unbuttoned and he had his two hands dug in his pockets. He looked tall and manly with his hair b
Lyne pulled the wet hair that stuck to her neck away, swinging them on her shoulder to make it easier for Zeidan to clean her back with a wet towel soaked in the warm bath where they both stood. He stood behind her, tall and gallant.He had been doing this for days now since she confronted him about not having time for her and the baby. But not with grudges. He was caring and gentle with his touch. He dropped the towel just at the edge of the bath and turned her to face him."How was your appointment with Stevenson today?"He asked, slowly pulling her hair up in a ponytail."We talked a lot, especially about the training. He said there was nothing wrong with it as long as I am not overdoing it. It's just like exercising to strengthen my bones and make them flexible in preparation for childbirth."She explained as he finished with her hair. He just gave a wry smile but she wanted to give him the whole gist."Do you know I'm scared of the ninth month?" She asked, smiling up at him."Rea
Her head bent over stacks of paperwork that morning, a knock sounded on the door to the drawing room once. Low and short. Then the second was loud, and she was forced to look up into the eyes of a little boy wearing a grey coat that had been patched all over with some buttons missing. Spiky hair and dark innocent eyes. He looked different and especially with the coat, she barely recognized him. "Hey. Brady, it's you. Come here."He walked in, hesitatingly and looked around the large room that looked ancient with the red expensive tufted rug, high shelves placed against the walls of the room, papers stacked on a table in the corner and there was one executive table and chair where she sat with two chairs across. The boy came closer soon and bowed slightly, eyes still moving about with his mouth wide open."How're you doing, Brady?" She asked, a smile plastered on her face."Took you three months to honor our invitation."Brady finally looked at her from the corner of his eyes before
He stared at the two women who were obviously enemies. But he wasn't concerned about whatever beef they had against each other except he wanted to hasten things and make sure Luana is tried and sentenced if found guilty. "For the last time, Luana, you will move away from my wife and the boy."Luana stared at Lyne for a longer period of time before moving backward and yanking off her hand from Lyne's grip. Walking back to the chairs and tables arranged in the corner and meant for the subjects, she sat down and crossed her legs."So, what is it?""Really?" Zeidan huffed. "You left here for the last three months, only for you to come back to ask questions.""Zeidan, I...""King Zeidan." Lyne cut her short. "You're in no way allowed to call him by his name unless you're of royalty. No matter who you are."Luana glared at her but he was glad she was standing up against her. "Fine." She replied after a long moment of silence."King Zeidan." She turned towards him. "You wanted to ask me so
Lyne watched the horizon from where she was seated on a wooden chair in the backyard with Aurora in her hands reflecting on what has happened so far. It has been two years now since she left Vampire City. She wondered if Zeidan might think she was dead or somehow alive. She missed him so much, no doubt about that, but things just had to be this way. It was very difficult for her, to come here with her pregnancy and how she had struggled during Aurora’s birth. Aurora cooed with a Duchene smile and a glimmer in her blue eyes. She ran her hands through Aurora’s light brown hair and she smiled back affectionately. Her daughter was indeed very beautiful and her true definition of happiness. She has been through a lot for this baby and it was worth it. She heard the door creak open and Marianne came out of the house. She came bearing a chair and sat beside her in the opening of the yard. “She’s a cute little one,” Marianne said looking at Aurora who was slowly drifting to sleep in her
It has been two years and a few months now since the war between Shelbrooke and Vampire City began. The were-cats have been attacking the city constantly and they had done a lot of damage already. The people no longer felt safe in their homes and they were losing this war. Luana sat beside Zeidan who was lying down on his bed. Zeidan has been sick since Lyne left two years ago. Everyone around him felt he was greatly heartbroken as his marked queen left him. The city has been without a very functioning King ever since then. The state of the city was not known to him due to his health. Luana herself had made sure she told the guards and everyone around him to keep this information from him as it could affect his health greatly. Zeidan’s heart keeps deteriorating despite the medications he has been receiving. She stared at pale Zeidan as he lay there on his bed. He still looked as manly and handsome as ever but she knew he was dying.“How are you feeling?” She asked.“Well, I am still
Zeidan lay still on his bed. Ever since Lyne left, he had been miserable and fallen ill and his health was not showing any sign of improvement. He reflected on how it all started a week and some days after Lyne left him and was said to be dead. He collapsed after dinner one fateful night and the people around had rushed to call Stevenson, his royal doctor. He had such blackouts again weeks later. Stevenson advised him to stop brooding and said he needed to take a lot of things off his mind. He had adhered to this and had stopped every thought that bothered him. Still, he was not improving.Lyne couldn’t have survived this long, even if he was to believe she was alive. It saddened him greatly and his doctor has been giving him syrup to help him get better. Sometimes, he feels better, some other times, he feels worse. He was sure he was losing the war with Shelbrooke now as his army was without their commander. Luana had stood in the gap most times and this had helped him to change his