*Hidi*As the music continued to play, Hidi could see the verifiable change amongst the attendees. The once enthusiastic girls now merely moved through the motions. Hidi doubted anyone was enjoying it. No one in the room even wanted to be there. But with Queen Belinda ever present, they didn’t want to come off as rude. So, the dance moved on. Though their faces no longer smiled and were drawn with worry and quick whispers.“Do you think it's safe?” One girl whispered near them.“The King said they had it under control.” Another followed. However, as much as they tried to assure themselves, it didn't seem to stick. Girls nervously looked over their puffed-sleeved shoulders to the door. They appeared almost expectant that someone, likely Ana, would come running in.Stupid girls. Hidi could only look down on them. They were silly, with small heads and tiny brains. Hidi held no such fear. Even if Hidi were afraid, she'd still have no reason to because she was a giant. And Giants natur
*Mykhol*Why did that damn queen have to throw us so far away from the center- it was taking him forever to get back. Mykhol cursed every step he had to endure. Mykhol gritted his teeth as he tried to press harder. His arms pulled Ana closer. She passed out by now. Thankfully.She wouldn’t have to scream in pain as he had to make the long journey back. But when she wakes up, it will be the real problem. Mykhol needed to get her back pronto.“I’ll take it from here,” Mykhol shouted over his shoulder. The guards following behind him nodded and stopped as he turned the corner. He could see their rooms just ahead.But despite his claim, he could still feel the man follow. Worse, the man was determined to keep up with him. Mykhol felt a growl rip in his throat. “I said, I got it- go back!” Mykhol spat at King Alexander. His fangs were on full display.“But-” King Alexander moved his hand as if to reach out. He was still trying to keep up. But this only made Mykhol angrier.Why must he
*King Alexander*It was some time into the night when the door clicked in the hall. King Alexander shifted back to his feet at full alert as he watched for the door. It was an opening for someone to step out.“Your Majesty?” One of the guards behind him, shifted by King Alexander, threw back his hand.“It’s alright.” He spoke evenly. No trace of fear could be heard or seen from the man because he wasn’t.“Ana?” King Alexander gently called and took a step forward. He could hear someone shift in the doorway. Was it her? King Alexander tried to lean closer before he heard the guards shift. He couldn’t move any closer without them following.King Alexander worried that the sight of them might frighten Ana back into her room. And she might not come out again. King Alexander needed to be careful. So he stopped where he was. But his eyes focused on the door.“Ana, baby? Are you okay?” King Alexander called again, this time a little louder. Besides, he heard something move.Is she afraid to
*Ana*The sound of something rough dragging over the wooden floor makes me stir. My eyes open with a flutter before I can begin to focus. As they start to register shapes out of the fog, I discover the source of the sound.Someone is cleaning.“What-Ah,” I wince when I try to sit up. I’m suddenly dizzy, and my head throbs. It’s so intense that I find myself slipping back down. Vaguely, it comes to mind that I am on a couch. And with quick bursts between my dizziness, I can make out the furniture. I know where I am. But this only drives a new source of confusion.“How did I get here?” My voice rasps- my throat feels so dry. I try to suck in spit to help- but it's a wasted effort. I have nothing. My lips are dry as well.And my nose- I can’t seem to smell anything but iron. That’s right- I was bleeding. I remember that. It’s in pieces. But I remember being awake.I started bleeding while I was outside with Mykhol. And Nicoli came, and then Mykhol lifted me-“Did Mykhol carry me back t
*Naska*Naska got up from the bed slowly. Her eyes watched Ana. She slept soundly, her silver hair spilling over the pillows like water. It made her look so peaceful as she gently breathed.As Naska watched, she could feel her stomach twist. A dark cloud of doubt now came over her mind. The feeling surprised her. Am I in the wrong? Naska thought with another twist in her gut. She felt conflicted.“She’s gonna get Bruno in?” Naska rubbed her arms. They were dirty and caked in blood- Ana’s blood. But Naska mindlessly rubbed at them as if it were not so. Naska couldn’t believe it. Something had to be wrong. How could things work so well?Just like that? Naska thought, taking another step back. She could see how Ana opened her lips to breathe softly- she was out as soon as her head had hit the pillow. When she woke up again, she’d no doubt be hungry. Naska predicted.The blood lust is going to hit her hard.But the thought slipped past Naska as it wasn’t as important. She was still re
*Thomas*“Of all the things I could be doing right now,” Thomas grumbled before crossing his legs. It was clear that Thomas was not thrilled by the situation.But it’s not like I can change it. Thomas knew that well. He had no one to complain about. If I did, I would just get fired. And then lose out on all that precious money. The queen, if anything, paid well. Tonight, especially, Thomas thought. He was willing to stay for the money. But he had to admit tonight was testing him.How long will I need to be here? Thomas sighed and tried to make his seat more comfortable. Not a challenging task- Nicoli’s bedroom furnishings were top quality- the best goose feathers, the softest leather, even the suede felt like butter. Queen Belinda was quite lavish when it came to spoiling her son. But that also made her the scariest woman if you tried to get between them. Thomas could still feel the threat shake him to his bones.“Under no circumstance will you lose sight of Nicoli.”Queen Belinda s
*Nicoli*“Is he gone?” Nicoli peeked out from the covers to see the guard nod.“Yes, Your Majesty.” Yes! Nicoli could almost celebrate- but there was no time. He needed to be quick.But first things first, Nicoli sat up from the bed to eye the guard. It was his luck to have Tobi out of the whole bunch. Tobi was one of the softer-hearted guards- he liked to give Nicoli rocks that looked interesting from the outside.Tobi was also gullible. He never had kids of his own- so he never learned how honestly mischievous they could be. Thus, Nicoli couldn't have asked for a more perfect candidate than Tobi. “Tobi, I have a confession to make.” Nicoli made the effort of pouting as if this were the hardest thing to say—all a performance, of course. I have to sell it. Nicoli knew. Because his life depended on it now, he had a mission.So please, fall for it. Nicoli even threw a little disheartened sigh. It seemed to work as Tobi shifted on his feet. “A confession?”“I…can’t sleep.” “Is th
*Nicoli*Nicoli traversed the vast dark halls with only the lamp light as his saving grace. Otherwise, he would see nothing. It was pitch dark. But Nicoli expected it. The halls were usually dark, even during the day. So, it wasn't a significant change.What Nicoli did not expect, though, was what was happening outside. It wasn't quiet. It was so noisy that even Nicoli found it odd. It shouldn’t have been. People should have been asleep around this time. Why are so many people still awake? Nicoli thought it was very odd. It was too late for this many people to be moving around. It sounded like just about everyone was awake. People were pushing and talking.What’s going on? Feeling curious, Nicoli stopped to push a board aside to see outside- another small hole in the wall that gave a peek-a-boo to the outside hall. I’m right. Nicoli thought, looking into the hall. Everyone was awake.Nicoli could see the servants rushing down the halls. Some were carrying trunks, and others were ca
*Ana*“Cousin?” I start again finding his silence. Mykhol stiffens but his eyes remain on the door. I almost wish he would turn around and start yelling. But we just continue to stand in silence.“Are you upset?” “Does it matter?” Mykhol’s voice is so quiet that I almost miss it. “Cousin, I don’t want to fight.” I close my hands and take another moment to muster the courage. If I just explain things clearly, he won’t be upset. I’m sure if I explain myself. My reasoning, Mykhol will understand. He will understand. “Cousin, I want to explain myself.” I try again. “From a practical standpoint, you going back to school will be-”“Always so practically aren’t you?” Mykhol’s voice cuts through mine. “Almost to the point of being heartless.” His eyes are like fire. They burn and hurt as they stare down at me. “But I’m sure you’ve heard that one before, right?”I have to dart my eyes and swallow again.“Heartless?”I repeat as an awful memory resurfaces. The whispers and jarring stares
*Naska*“This can’t be happening,” Naska held herself tight as she made her way down the hall. Her feet moving fast as if speed could help something if not her turmoil.It just can’t. Naska shook her head as a painful stretch ran up her chest. It was too awful.Lord Mykhol was being sent away? Just like that? A single word from that brat and he has to go?“No, it just can’t.” Naska went. How was that fair? Surely it wasn’t, right? No, it couldn’t be.He can’t just go. Lord Mykhol was well-loved in court. No one would want him gone. They loved him almost as much as Naska.But what could she do? Naska had no power here. What about someone else? Wasn’t there something to stop Ana? Someone above even her, that could say no?Anyone who could stop this cruel twist of fate? Naska racked her brain for an answer. But the only people she could think of were the same ones with her now. And they were just as inconsolable as Naska opened the door to find Lady Funda a wreck.“We can’t let this happ
*Ana*“The Military academy?!” I don’t know who is more shocked. It’s certainly the last thing I’d thought to hear today.“Now? Why?” I look to Mykhol and back to father before he plants back down. “But father-” I get an instant tap on the nose for using the wrong word. But Father winks at me before smiling. “Because Lord Mykhol said it himself, didn’t he?” Father goes and his servant Johan seems to step up.“His lordship has admitted inexperience,” Johan adds, be it more collected. “You did not finish schooling, if I am correct?” “That is-” Mykhol slightly shifts his lips as if trying to render the next word. But it never forms as someone explodes into laughter from the side. It’s Admiral Nugen, of all people. He is laughing so much that his face is pink.“The military academy?” He holds his sides still laughing. “Ah, this is too rich” Tears are in his eyes. And He continues to laugh so hard it shakes his whole body. “I can’t believe it.” He wheezes between another laugh. He seem
*Ana*“Papa, you are back,” I say, stifling a yawn. It is late, even for a vampire, and it would be a lie to say I wasn’t annoyed by Admiral Nugen’s appearance at my door. But despite being tired, I can not help but be happy as I find the man in the room. At last, he is back! It’s like a dream. And as soon as my eyes find him in the room. All I want to do is rush in and hug him.But wait, I shouldn't do that. I barely collect myself in time. That is not proper.I am an Empress, now, after all. I have to be more aware of my actions. Empresses do not hug on a whim. Even if he may be my father, I must pull myself in. I am not a child anymore. So, instead, I do my best to appear calm and collected. It’s two monarchs meeting each other, after all. I need to start the practice of acting more maturely. My voice, however, despite my desires, cracks with my inner excitement. “I didn’t receive word you were coming.” In truth, I haven’t received any letters at all. From him or Nicoli for som
*King Alexander“Your Majesty, we’re here,” Johan’s voice woke Alexander from his sleep.“Are we?”Alexander grumbled, shifting up in his seat. He blinked a few times to help adjust his sight before looking out the window to see if it was true.“How long was I asleep?” It surprised him he even could. Alexander barely slept the entire ride. He should have though, because now his eyes cursed him.“Not long,” Johan answered as the door opened. The familiar smell of sand immediately washed over them. Alexander took in a deep breath and closed his eyes nostalgically.It’s good to be back. Alexander relaxed as everything flooded back to him. Though he loved his country, something about Nochten weighed in his heart.Maybe it was because of their past, or it was Parsul’s home. But now, he had other reasons. But that twisted his stomach thinking of her.“I hope we aren’t too late.” Alexander got up first. “They’ve made themselves quite busy with me gone.”But it was better to know this now. Ale
*Mykhol* Now, standing left behind on the platform with Ana gone along with Admiral Nugen and Sir Pendwick, Mykhol breathed out. He hadn’t realized he was holding his breath till now. “How did he…get the book?” Mykhol dropped his smile by inches until it was fully gone to a straight line.That, Mykhol hated to admit, could have turned out much much worse. Despite his planning, the idea of the book falling into the wrong hands had never occurred to him.And in the very hands of Admiral Nugen of all people. However, it had, somehow, someway. Mykhol again felt something shift under his skin as things were adding up. Someone took that from Father’s safe. Someone knew they had it. Moreover, they knew the lock combination to get it out.Something which, as far as Mykhol was aware, should have only been three people: Father, Mother, and himself.So it seems we have a little mouse on our hands. Mykhol smirked as he glanced back to the corner. But the corner was already empty. The silent b
*Ana*“It’s because of me.” Mykhol steps forward. “I did it.”“Cousin?” My breath crawls out as I, Admiral Nugen, no, the whole room is shocked into silence. What did he just say? Did he just admit that he is-? No, it can’t be- I breathe to catch myself again. Mykhol wouldn’t do that. He would never- No, I shake my head. It can’t be. Mykhol is family. And families wouldn’t betray each other.I have to have misheard. But Mykhol doesn’t look back at me. He is stepping down the platform. And meets Admiral Nugen at his side. “Lord Mykhol?” Admiral Nugen stiffens “What is the meaning of this?” Mykhol however, does not look at him, instead he turns to face the room.“You heard correctly. I am responsible.” Mykhol goes with a stronger voice. “I have failed you all.” “What is he talking about?” Someone whispers.“Responsible for what?” More start to perk up.“Mykhol?” Aunt Funda, meanwhile, steps up. Her hands are clenched up at her chest, her face dead white. “Honey, what are you doing
*Ana* “Your Empress?” Aunt Funda coughed to make me blink awake again. I can suddenly make her out.“Are you…alright?”“That-yes,” I say but in truth I am not sure. How long was I just sitting there? Staring off into nothing? By looking over the room, it might have been a good long time. Because now, everyone is looking at me. I have their attention.That’s a rarity on its own. That’s right, we are in court. I suddenly remember as if my mind was slowly unthawing. I was holding a meeting today. Because Admiral Nugen has- My thoughts stop again. But their stares prompt me to need to do something.Yes. I think sluggishly. I should speak, shouldn’t I? “I-” But just as quickly as I make a sound, it closes. My mouth clamps shut and I swallow. The words seem too big to force out.What I want to say and what I’m trying not to say seem to mix up. I have to use more effort to push out something logical. It has to be, logical, I mean. I don’t want to let my emotions get the better of me.I
*Mykhol*“Mother, Father,” Mykhol greeted, feeling eyes on him almost immediately as he entered the courtroom. It was almost like everyone was waiting more for him. Maybe they are, especially the women. Mykhol smiled at no one in particular. The action set more than a few women to react. Mykhol could hear the soft dreamy sighs and underlining lust for him. It helped swell his pride.They were so easy. But they were not what held his attention as he lifted a brow at the startling discovery. “Is she still not here?” Mykhol noted the throne was empty. Ana was nowhere to be seen.When I’m already this late? How very unlike her. It wasn’t like Ana to break habit. But Mykhol relaxed. If she wasn’t here, all the better. She wouldn’t notice he was tardy too. Though it would be a bit funny if she did. Because then she would want to know why. And wouldn’t that be a fun surprise? Something caught in his chest at the idea. How would she react if I told her what I was just doing? Hearing al