“This is ridiculous! How could so many people be supporting the scumbag prince?” She was ready to tear the book to shreds along with her hair at the sheer frustration of it all.
Alastair’s supports were zero to nothing or they were when he ascended the throne anyway. As of right now she knew he had the support of the Enflada’s and the Wolfe dukedom. But that wasn’t nearly enough to help him survive the Cold War of these factions. The other three dukedoms were the Silvers, Jewels and the Crotinas.
The Wolfe family gardens were lovely, the area itself was far off from the Capital and the air seemed much fresher and clearer. It was an area famous for the different crops it produced. The agriculture was more advanced here than any other area. Because of this they were also famous for their array of cuisines.Alongside their advanced agriculture they were also amazing huntsmen and were thus given the name of Wolfe. The story of how they obtained the name was much longer however, and Alexis unfortunately paid it no mind because of the jitters in her stomach.
“No”.“Please Alastair!”“Leave. This conversation ends here”.
Alexis beamed at her words giving a gasp of relief, but her happiness didn’t last long as she noticed the uncomfortable glance Emilia gave Shane.“Are you okay?” She asked but her voice was over spoken by Shane.“Emilia Chamomile… it’s been a long while” his voice was sarcastically welcoming.
Alastair glared at the paper work at his desk, he diligently worked through it, stamping here and there or just plain burning the sheets. His mind kept creeping back to the girl he left in the dungeon.‘Was she okay? Was it too cold? Would she be fine?’ The questions seemed to make him second guess his judgment and he had walked to the door a dozen or so times with intention of freeing her and then returning with a reluctant face.
They walked ahead, the smell of vanilla stronger with each step. The most eerie bit was the lack of sound up ahead and when they finally reached the entrance, Hector was first to enter the large clearing.Followed by him was Adam and Alexis, the latter of which paused and looked behind her with a frown. It was for a split second, because she thought she heard a grunt a ways off but she was wrong and continued. She hoped she was anyway.
The Duke and Duchess has been so grateful when they came out that of the cured mine, that they ended up offering their family heirloom to Alexis who repeatedly refused. When the finally backed away, they had then bought out bags upon bags of jewels and money and again, she refuted, more flustered this time as her eyes lusted after the sparkly jewels.“I don’t need anything since it was my job as a command of the emperor. So I’m not the one you should be thanking”, she gave an awkward smile noticing the conflicted faces of the Jewel Duke and Duchess. The hands that readily help ba
Alexis stared at the silent Alastair who, in turn, stared at his desk. He didn’t glance at her at all and judging from his silence he wasn’t happy.When he finally moved his lips to speak he still wasn’t staring at her.“Dirt”, Alexis frowned when she heard the nickname she thought was long gone. She thought
He gestured to the large door, leaving her to go the rest of the way on her own. Something she hadn’t expected.“You’re not coming?” She quietly whispered, a look of despair on her face.Agathus just shook his head and pushed her large frame forward. Her nose barely avoided smushing against the door as s
“Are you sure about this?” Emilia asked one final time.She held a book, large and heavy, full of flying specks of dust that would’ve had a human coughing fits. It was a spell book. Full of ancient spells that were pretty forbidden… and also illegal.But what greater hypocrites are there than the ones wh
The bill passed sooner than most would have thought. The aristocratic’s did ask for a few other conditions which were thoroughly reviewed, but other than that things sailed smoothly.All there was left was for Alastair to finalise a contract with a recovering Shane. And so he was invited to the palace. Something no vampire had ever had the displeasure of. He looked to every corner of the palace in caution, expecting an assassination any moment. Of course, nothing happened.
“So, I take I he wasn’t too pleased with our proceedings?” Hector was perched up on the chrysanthemum tree, idly reading a book when Alexis had sat down to pour her troubles to him. His reading would have to wait.Alexis gave a dry laugh, “I’m not entirely sure. Why do you t
The secret garden was the same as ever. In all honesty, Alexis hadn’t visited it after Alastair had showed it to her. She was always busy. Busy and scared.She wasn’t sure why. But, the place seemed sacred. It was almost as if she didn’t belong there. In its majestic beauty she felt like dirt. Ironically…
The appearance of vampires dates back to as far as 1700, a far cry from the current 3562 century, back then they had a population of a billion and come the current years have dwindled down to only a handful. Their existence is currently on the brink of extinction.This was because of the stigma they carried. Shadow magic was already an isolated form of magic, and with vampires being natural users they were also isolated.
“Oh my head. Oh god my head is splitting” groaned Alexis.“It doesn’t get easier” Alastair agreed through pained groans.“This is a familiar situation, isn’t it?” The gender less voice made Alexis perk up.
It was almost comical when the three sat on Alexis’ dinner table. Glaring at each other.The aroma of fresh bread and pepperoni taunted the serious expressions on their faces. They deeply inhaled it, unable to stop their hands from inching towards the box.It was only a matter of seconds before Ale
It was only minutes after when Alastair’s stomach rumbled. It was the first time Alexis had seen him so embarrassed.“Haha, let’s get you something to eat” she helped him up, not noticing the looks of interest he threw the bathroom. He touched the shower head, flinching when a droplet of water fell on his hand.&l
“-Lexis. Alexis!”The said girl jumped in alarm, barely knocking over her soda as she turned to her friend Blair.“What?” She asked, after forcefully swallowing the chunk of bread she hadn’t chewed for the past five minutes.