*Ana*We are in the middle of briefing in my study when the knock on the door interrupts us. It is Aunt Funda. And she seems to be in a hurry, as there is a rush to her step.“Aunt Funda?” I start as Mykhol stirs up from the couch.“Mother?” A loud yawn stretches Mykhol’s mouth, and he rubs his eyes. Was he asleep? I am immediately disappointed. I thought he was just being quiet.“Cousin,” I shake my head at him. But I’m already adjusting. Cousin must have gotten too comfortable on the couch, that’s all. I will have to hold our next meeting at a table with hard chairs. I conclude before catching Admiral Nugen. He looks between Mykhol and Aunt Funda in silence, but I see a faint frown turn his lip. I should hurry this along so we can get back to work. “Aunt Funda?” I notice she’s not carrying the silver letter tray. So she’s not here to bring mail. “What is it?” “A guest,” Aunt Funda sounds a little haggard with a glance to Mykhol. “has arrived, your empress.” “Already?”Mykhol l
*Belinda*It is no small task to run a country. Belinda frowned as she looked at the tower of papers. It took all morning to approve new laws, resolve disputes, and accept or deny new claims. Most of which, Belinda discovered, were past due.“Alexander,” Belinda hissed under her breath and shook her head. He never was a man for administrative tasks. That was nothing new. But Belinda had no idea he was slacking this far back.Belinda noted the dates. The oldest ones trailed back to Nicoli’s tea party. That would make sense since so much was happening. What with the guests, Hidi and that and her Empress? But this didn’t improve Belinda’s mood. Alexander gets too distracted by things. Belinda rested the quill beside her to steal a lookup. The study was especially warm today thanks to the fire roaring constantly. Julia was doing a quality job of keeping it up and packed. It was a little hot for Belinda’s taste, but she wasn’t the one to be concerned with.“My sweet boy,” Belinda cooed wi
*Hidi*“It’s good I have something to keep myself busy.” Hidi mused, looking up from the letter to smirk at the gray-looking maid. “Because you certainly have been no help.”“I- I’m sorry, your majesty.” The maid bowed her head, apologizing for the lost number of times. “Oh, shut it.” Hidi had to hiss. “All you do is apologize. It’s gross.” “I’m sorry-”“You must want your tongue cut out, ja?” Hidi smirked, seeing the woman pale and looking down. She didn’t even try to defend herself. Not that it would help her any, but it still put Hidi off. If she wasn’t already upset that she was almost at the brink of boredom, it was dealing with a weak person.Nothing is worse than a coward. Hidi crossed her legs, looking over the woman. She was a giant like Hidi, but the woman was somehow on the shorter side, like the runt of the litter. But that was why Hidi picked her specifically out of the rest of the nameless maids in the castle. She looked the most like her dear friend, Lady Poole. She
*Ana*“Welcome-” I begin as the doors open, but I suddenly feel immersed in yellow. Is it sand?What is this? I am stunned before I realize a warmth around my shoulders and chest. My feet are no longer touching the ground. I am dangling in the air. “What are you-” I barely utter before the flood of yellow suddenly breaks. They are putting me back down. And then I register that I know those green eyes.“Hidi?” I manage before she moves again. Her large hands cup my cheeks before she yanks me in.“Hello!” Hidi’s voice booms before she rains kisses all over. She kisses my head, my hands, and then my cheeks. “It’s been so long!” “When did you- Hidi, enough?”I am barely able to stop her from planting a kiss directly on my lips.“Baah,” Hidi instantly pouts but moves to kiss my cheek. “I just want to give a proper greeting. Don’t be pissy.” “A proper- How is that a proper greeting?” I reel my head back at her in disbelief. No one kisses on the lips—I have never read in any book that it
Chapter # Who the Hell Invited Her *Aunt Funda* “What is she doing here?” Aunt Funda exploded as soon as the door closed behind them. It was a miracle she had held back until now. But her patience ended, and she was on a warpath. And then it wasn’t long before Aunt Funda located her first victim. “You-” Aunt Funda hissed as her eyes fell on Bruno, who seemed to be in the middle of helping Uncle. The boy, on his part, was rather clever. Sensing danger, Bruno immediately ducked down and out of sight behind a potted plant. But Aunt Funda was already livid at just having seen him. “The hell are you thinking about having that bastard in here!?” Aunt Funda spat to make Uncle flinch. “He was just- I need help with the.” “Just forget it.” Aunt Funda didn’t want to hear that. It didn’t matter what the boy was for; she didn’t like to see him or even think about him. I already have enough going wrong! Aunt Funda’s heart squeezed as she looked back at Mykhol. Her precious son! Aunt Funda
*Hidi*“So, this is the infamous gown.” Hidi moved to touch the dress on the mannequin. Her fingers curled around one of the many sapphires. “I didn’t think you had such rich tastes?” Rich in terms of how much this costs. Hidi looked back with a grin. Hidi meant it to be a joke, but it fell flat. Instead of laughing, Ana had the opposite effect.“You heard?.” Ana crumbled at the news.“What’s the matter?” Hidi, curious about the reaction, left the mannequin to walk around. It must be Ana’s private study. Hidi looked over the desks and countless bookshelves, stopping at the first portrait.What a cruel-looking man! Hidi instantly found the vampire menacing and unapproachable. Why did Ana keep it up? Hidi couldn’t see the draw; it was unpleasant. However, the second one was a completely different story. Since when did Ana get a miniature? Hidi couldn’t help but pout. She didn’t have one, but Ana did. Now, that just wasn’t fair. Look how cute he is. Hidi touched the small frame. Ni
*Hidi*Hidi could barely hold in her jaw. It was shocking- appalling, no, the sheer lack of respect was thick enough to taste.How can any court be so unruly? Hidi looked over the group of men, no women, amongst the gathered. They weren’t even looking over at Ana but talking amongst themselves. And they were talking so loudly that Ana had to repeat herself.“I said quiet, everyone.” Ana raised her voice. Hidi watched a few throw a nasty look over at her.“Since when did she get such a nerve?” Hidi could hear someone whispering not so quietly. “My god,” Hidi scuffed under her breath. This was Ana’s court? Hidi felt even more pity for her dear friend. Ana, meanwhile, seemed to overlook the stares. “Admiral Nugen,” Ana motioned back to the scarred human standing before them. “Please, continue with your report.”“As I was saying,” Admiral Nugen remained perfectly still during the ordeal. “We need to transfer more funds to the armory-”“Not this again.” One from the council cut off with
Chapter # A Gift with Hidden Meaning*Mykhol*“It’ll do.” Mykhol purposely held back any initial praise from the royal tailor. Otherwise, it might go to her head.And she won’t ask for a tip. Mykhol smirked as he took the white scarf and left. It was time to find wherever that giant took Ana. But Mykhol wasn’t pressed on it.Ana is a creature of habit, Mykhol knew quite well. If Ana wasn’t anything, she was predictable, and that meant there were only a few places she could be.It’s too cold to be outside now. So Mykhol could assume the Rose Garden was off the list. That meant only two other places. I’ll check her room first. Mykhol felt his steps quicken with excitement. Mykhol opened the scarf to look over the hard work. The stars and moons look so delicate. Mykhol was glad that he asked for ultramarine for the thread. It paired well with the white background. And there was another reason. All the blue made one particular shape stand out all the better.“I wonder how long it will
*Hidi*Hidi shifted, yet again, trying to make herself comfortable. But it was a fool's cause, and she knew it. The sofa was simply too small, though a more than adequate size for a vampire, it was vastly shortcoming to her grand size. Why, Hidi’s hips, alone, swallowed up two seats per side, but what other option did Hidi really have? What with this being the biggest of Ana’s couches?The rest in Ana’s private sitting room was, and Hidi wouldn’t say aloud but found it to be the size for children. No, the whole room, in fact, was more a nursery than fitting an Empress, in her opinion.It did not help either, that Hidi was wearing the latest in fashion, an elongated hoop skirt, tapered at the sides. Making her need even more space.But Ana, as always, tried to accommodate, doing her best to make Hidi comfortable as much as possible, pulling more chairs over, and giving Hidi more space. Hidi expected no less from her friend, even now, volunteering to share a seat with Sir Pendwcik, in
*Ana*I would have thought that most would have gone ahead and skipped today, what with it being rather colder, but I quickly find I am wrong. Even in the cold, the rose garden is bustling with others. My simple walk in the cold winter morning is not so simple, turning more into a social outing, whether I like it or not.As such, I must present myself accordingly. I control my smile to be gentle and inviting just as the first wave comes over. “Your Empress, The noblemen bow in unison. “Sir Pendwick.” They nod their heads to him, next. “A beautiful morning, is it not?” Their outfits look fine, rich, and most importantly warm, for the cold weather.“It certainly is a clear sky,” I remark, noticing their noses turning pink from the cold. It makes me wonder how long they have been out here, and a better question, why. But I let the thought pass, thinking it better not to ask, simply wanting to get back to our walk.“Good morning,” I nod in their direction before turning with Pendwick in
*King Alexander*“They grow up so fast,” Alexander mused as he watched what used to be his little boy, turned now young man, take back inside. Nicoli’s face bright with excitement as he rushed back with no other thought than Ana. How Alexander envied him, then. “Damn, and here I hoped we would talk a bit longer.” Alexander pouted.“He’s just excited about the news.” Johan went. “He’ll be back.”“Aye, I get that.” Alexander would have liked to have a bit more time together. He knew the years of traveling between Nochten and Dawny had put a distance between them. His own son not even sure to hug him anymore, Alexander reflected.“Still, I’d like just a moment.” It was like they were strangers to each other. But, then, it was the price he had to pay, after all. Alexander knew that something would have to give after putting more effort on Ana than him. So he couldn’t hold it against him. Besides, it was good to see his reaction.He’s just excited for Ana. I understand his joy. Alexander
*Nicoli*“Mother,” Nicoli barely spoke, short of breath, as he rounded the stairs. His mother already on her way down, with Julia in close tow. “You shouldn’t run, Nicoli. ” Belinda reprimed with a slight shake of her head, “it’s unbecoming of a Monarch.” But she stopped as if to wait. Seeming to want him to join her side. Something Nicoli had no problem doing. Because Nicoli knew what she really wanted. And he moved without needing to be asked. Taking her hand into the crook of his arm, it earned him a gentle smile back. Her angry already half dissolved by the act.And further diminished by Nicoli tacking on his best smile.“Forgive me, Mother, I was just excited to find Father coming home earlier than expected.” Nicoli went before noticing the slight pink hue around her eyes. Making his smile thin a little. She was crying again. His eyes darted to Julia. She gave the barest of nods to confirm he was right. But even then, she said nothing to betray her master. Her steadfast loyalt
*Nicoli*“It’s here, it’s here!” Nicoli’s elation only heightened the further he moved. His long legs take him in leaps and bounds leaving everyone behind.Why, he was already taking the stairs before he dared another glance down at his letters. He knew he shouldn’t, it wasn’t wise to be distracted when climbing the stairs. But Nicoli was more coordinated than most. And he trusted his balance and memory of the castle. Even if he didn’t, Nicoli would have caved to his excitement anyway. It happened each time he got another letter. Nicoli would lose his crafted mature and pleasant demeanor, which everyone loved so much, for that of an excited child in an instant. Ana just had that effect on him.And Nicoli would not restrain himself when it came to her. Not anymore, not after so many years. And so, his eyes freely roamed over the letters. Passing over Hidi’s careful cursive and yellow seal for the red seal. It was Ana’s letter that he wanted to read most. Hidi’s of course, would be r
*Julia*Julia was already out before the posthorse was even taken to the stable. And Like clockwork, she took her spot to stand and wait as the mail was delivered over to Postmaster Nettle. Her presence shocking no one. Why, it was such a common sight to see her now that Nettle nor the other servants even stirred. The silent old woman’s presence was nothing to them. She was simply a part of the process. And like always, she waited and watched for Nettle to approach with hawk-like precision. But regardless of her cold approach or silent pressure, Nettle still kept his own. He would not move faster, even for the queen’s handmaid. He only nodded to her in greeting.“Ah, Julia, I see you have ears like a cat.” he joked. “You arrived just in time. I’ve just received the post.”“PostMaster Nettle,” Julia returned stiffly, already looking past him. Her eyes scanned the letters on the golden tray in his hands. They immediately went to the return addresses. She already vying to see where th
*Ana*Is it really time? Can I really do it at last? The thoughts swim in my head as I dash away from Father. The breeze lifts my shawl as I move.Can I write to Nicoli? I knew this day would come. But now that it’s here, I am almost overwhelmed.It doesn’t feel real to me. After going through so much, the first blood, the coronation, the trade problems, Mykhol’s departure, and countless other things. So much has happened since then. It just never felt like it would happen. But here I am, running. And it feels so unreal. Nothing does now. I can’t even feel the ground under my feet as I move. Everything seems to slow down, or I move even faster.I am only vaguely aware of the sound. It’s my heart. It hits against my chest like a drum and by the time I am back inside, a slight wave of dizziness is swimming over me.But I can’t stop. I won’t stop. I am driven like a moth to a flame. It is like I am floating through the halls. And my body feels weightless as I come to my door.“Naska!” I
*Ana*Is this where I get my work ethic from? It’s fair to make the argument because I am surprised how immediate Father is to start as soon as we get back inside. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him so seriously.But he is. And I can’t say I’m not glad about it. When he said get to work, he meant it. Immediately after Mykhol departed, one of the first and most important things Father sought to fix was the supply issue.He made it all look so simple. A new trade route was established going through the Almony mountains, not our desert. And secondly, Almony, not our Nocthen merchants, would be used going forward. This, of course, caused quite the outburst in court, not to have any Nochten’s but foreigners involved. I included. But Father assured me that they would be reliable thanks to his own experience. Even Hidi has vouched for them through letters, among other things. As for the other things, Hidi sounded peeved in her letter. Something about doing surprise visits instead of correspo
*Naska*“I will hold things down until you are back.” Naska managed to whisper, finally having that spare moment alone with Mykhol all morning.Otherwise, I’ll never get my chance. Naska gave a sharp glare behind her to the crowd. Somehow, word had spread overnight of Mykhol’s departure. Thus, why did so many come despite the early morning? They had come to bid their farewells.On any other day, Naska would have warmed at the sight. It demonstrated how many gave their support to him. She would have gloated, prideful at how much power Mykhol had by the display.But the high number of girls in the crowd kept her escalations at bay. The sight of so many in the audience cooled Naska down with their pained expressions and wanton eyes. Eyes, which were all directed at Mykhol, no less. Naska clenched her hand at the sight.Back off, he’s mine. Naska wished she could break away right there and start throttling them. Harm them and something more, that is, until she felt his cool finger graze