With a smile, Esmeray placed the cute Princess tiara on her head which she had received along with the invitation to the dinner held in the Vampire Queen's honour. The tiara's design was floral and embedded with diamonds that were mounted in silver. Which wasn't to her liking. She was more of a Red Gold girl. Esmeray made a mental note to ask Raziel to make her a floral tiara out of Dragon Gold. Raziel was the best in the craft. If wasn't been born a wizard he would have been a Goldsmith. Shaking off her thoughts Esmeray took a deep breath as she smoothed a hand over her black silk dress that reached just below her knees. Its straps were made of a diamond-embedded round chain that made a cross behind her back. She was wearing black lace gloves to hide the scars on her hands. To match her outfit she had picked black stilettos that added a few inches to her height. Esmeray was kind of nervous because she hadn't seen Vladimir in hours. When she woke up he had told her to rest tonight
'Only A Fool Will Challenge An Oracle's Prediction.' "A sorcerer putting a ring on my cousin?" Throwing his head back Igor let out a throaty laugh again. Esmeray stood there soaking in Igor Orlov's statement. Cousins? He was Vladimir's Cousin? Why didn't Vladimir tell her before? But then again Esmeray had never asked him about his family mostly because she was afraid that if she asked him then she will have to share about her family too. And family was a subject Esmeray yearned to bury in her past along with the persistent nightmares that plagued her mind. Up close she could see that Igor had the same green eyes as Vladimir but a shade lighter but besides that, there was nothing familiar between them. Igor was a giant who had a warning written on his forehead in a neon color that the man could break you like a bloody stick if you even dare to greet him. He seemed like a man who ate cute puppies for breakfast. He had a strong jaw hidden behind the veil of a light beard. His nos
~Fairytales weren't meant for monsters.~ The silence in the hall was deafening as everyone tried to see if this was an elaborate joke. It was hard to consider that Esmeray and the witch who had kidnapped the King from the RoyalBall were the same woman. "You are just jealous that I can be a better Queen than you." The stupid brat spat losing her innocent act. Just like her father she did not know when to keep her mouth shut. "Me? The jealous type?" Esmeray gasped dramatically her hand flying to her heart in horror before she admitted with a proud grin. "Absolutely, yes." Leaning down she came nose to nose with Lady Sophia. "I belong to the finest breed of manic territorial women" Esmeray's words should be enough to unnerve any sane person but Lady Sophia was too entitled to apprehend the shimmering rage behind those softly spoken words. "My King's interest in me makes you envious. You might have enchanted him but deep down you know you will always be an outsider, a freak. The Vam
Relief flushed through her the moment Esmeray reached her room. The first thing she did was close the doors before sitting on her bed and going through the Royal Decree that had created such a fuss. The sender's name didn't go unnoticed by her. The summon was issued by her parent's Queendom. Esmeray had a feeling that the reasons for the summon were purposely kept unknown. Seven freaking Monarchs were going to assemble with their armies and successors to a place marked as Neutral Grounds. But Why? Gatherings like these were usually held under a war-like situation. But if there was an upcoming war in the supernatural world then it won't have gone unnoticed by Raziel and Amell. Instinctively the first name in the Decree that caught her attention was the Demon King. Demon King the twisted fucker who was better left in the dark. Even the mention of his name was creepy enough to make Esmeray shudder. But she will deal with him later first she had to find out why the King of Dragons A
"You did this to him?" Amell frowned as he poked his finger into the side of Vladimir's face as if the Vampire was a weird specimen. "Is he dead?" "Can't you say something nice!" Esmeray grumbled swatting his hand away from her poor future husband's face. "I am already freaking out. He proposed to me last night. He can't just randomly decide to die after announcing that we are getting married in two days." "You messed him up pretty bad. Look at all the dried blood around his ears, not to mention his blue lips and the ugly dark circles under his eyes. I won't blame him if he threw your jinx arse out of his castle after waking up." "Amell!" Esmeray growled at the brat determine to drive her crazy. She was positive if Amell did not stop testing her patience she will be so close to committing some kind of bodily violence. "It's alright I know you are stressed." Amell sighed sadly before giving her shoulder a gentle sympathetic squeeze. "But for what it is worth remember if the King di
"Living in a castle has its perks." Amell whistled low before going through the variety of delicacies and tea placed on the table between them. The three of them were sitting in the chamber used by the Vampire King for holding meetings or receiving visitors. It seemed like the servants were instructed to provide a standard service whenever there was a gathering in the room. Esmeray did not know about other castles but living in the Vampire castle certainly has its perks. "Did you come all the way here to check the Vampire Castle's hospitality?" Esmeray arched a questioning brow before taking the offered teacup from Amell's hand. "We came to take you with us. There is a royal gathering on the Oak King's territory that's going to take place in less than four hours which we need to be present at." Amell disclosed before placing a cold water bottle against his abused nipples with a pained grimace. "Oak King? Isn't he one of the Elders of the Sacred Land? I thought the Elders were kee
The Neutral Grounds. A place no one thought they will have to gather until everyone receive the infamous White Scrolls they dread. The only scroll that had the power to summon a King or Queen to the Neutral Grounds. White Scroll also referred to as a Royal Decree was laid on for instant actions. This decree was used in case of an apocalypse, a calamity that risked the existence of the supernatural world or when the beings from myths threatened to resurface. Covered in fur from head to toe the Oak King sat on the head of the black round wooden table set in the middle of the snow-covered clearing vast enough to hold several nations. The clearing was surrounded by mountains covered by the exceptionally expanded treeline. The temperature of the Neutral Grounds was below freezing point, a mortal would hardly survive an hour in the climate. "The Rightful King of Beasts, the Ruler of the Kingdom of Lycans Aric King has arrived on Neutral Grounds the territory of Ackley the Oak King." One
"Do we have a daughter we did not know about?" Darach King muttered in astonishment. His orbs turned a mesmerizing molten gold in curiosity as the Beast residing in his soul peeked at Esmeray, His Daughter~ Fallen under a trance when Darach tried to rise from his seat Amber held his hand holding him back. 'She is the same witch Isak foolishly claimed to be his friend. The one who broke the protective barriers around our Queendom.' She informed him along with her father Aric King through their mind-link. 'My beast feels a pull towards the girl. It recognizes her as his own.' Even through the mind-link Darach's voice sounded vulnerable. 'My Beast can feel the pull too.' Aric King chimed in. 'She must be using compulsion on both of you. My father is a prime example of how good witches are at tricking the inner Beasts of Lycans.' Amber reasoned still not letting go of Darach’s hand. Aric King cringed at Amber's statement. The mere mention of the past he wasn't very proud of was enoug