Once the party was dismissed, Belinda stole away into her room. She needed to dress and make herself ready. For what, though, was the cause of her frustrations.“Julia!” Belinda screeched. The old woman appeared without a flinch. Instead, she seemed to expect the abuse. “Inform the servants to set up tables in the dance hall- but clean it first! I mean, sweep the floors, polish the statues, clean the mirrors-.” “Oh god.” Belinda groaned while thinking. There was just so much to do. And she felt frazzled. It’s all because of that bastard of a girl. Belinda blamed. This was her fault. Otherwise, her husband wouldn’t have been so stupid and rash as to make an announcement right in front of everyone like that. Yes, Belinda would now have her hands full because of her. She'd have to assemble a ball in a matter of hours. Something unheard of- such things take months to prepare.But here I am again, picking up after that foolish man.Belinda could already feel a headache start above her
Naska was not in a good mood. She was still hot and sweaty. There wasn’t even a grace of shade from a nearby tree she could stand under. And Mykhol refused to go back inside despite how blatantly Naska complained.But that wasn't the worst of it.No one even talked to us. Naska remembered feeling even more slight. They were standing so long, and no one bothered to come over. They just stared and kept their distance.The only one who did was the queen herself. Thinking of her made Naska shiver. She could still feel those gray eyes on her and judge her even when sitting. Almost like she was trying to make, her shrink away.What a scary human. But even with that, Naska found the woman gorgeous. And the way she carried herself was inspiring.If I were a queen, I’d like to be like her. And Naska had a quick thought of being the one at the table. Sitting so comfortably sipping tea and she stared down at whoever spoke to her- both imposing and beguiling.I could. Naska thought again. I c
After the King’s announcement, Hidi took to her room. “But, your majesty,” Lady Poole whimpered again as Hidi pulled another dress from the armoire. “What do you think? Is it good?” Hidi held it over her. Lady Pole just shrugged. “Is not good then?” And Hidi threw it over her shoulder to let it drop. A maid quietly moved to pick it up. But she needn’t bother. As soon as she did, another was thrown over.Hidi seemed to be going through her armoirs with out hesitation.“Which blue do you think?” Hidi turned to Lady Pole. But the girl only wrapped her arms around her waist. She seemed to want nothing to do with it.“This isn’t fair.” Lady Pole said off to the side. “I didn’t pack for any ball. This was meant to be a tea party.” “But life is unexpected. Yes?” Hidi went moving through another armoire. She had a smile on.“You make do. Now stop being a stick in the mud, Lucy. Start going through your things less you want me to dress you.” And Hidi stopped to give a playful wink. A wi
*Hidi*It didn’t strike Hidi at first. She kept walking down the halls as if she knew where to go. But that was the thing. She didn’t.Hidi didn’t know where Ana was in the castle. She just burst out of the room and straight to it. But now she was in the middle of nowhere.And there was no sign of Ana.Perhaps I should have the maid show me the way? Hidi thought and looked over her shoulder. But did she know the way back? No, of course not. She didn’t think to pay attention. That was something she’d have Lady Pole do. Without her, Hidi was prone to get lost- like she was now.But no worries. Hidi thought easily. Sure enough, someone should come along. And she could let them take over from there.The only downside was how long that would be.“I hate waiting.” Hidi frowned but looked at her fingers. She inspected them for any chips in the polish. There were none.But I've already grown bored of the color. Hidi thought. When she’d get back, she’d have Lady Pole change it. Perhaps it s
*Ana*“Queen Hildenberg!?” I am in shock. She is the last person I expect to see. And I am lost in the moment.“Hidi,” Hide corrects but doesn’t seem hurt by it. Instead, she moves deeper into the room. She seems to be at ease the further she walks.“What are you doing here?” Hidi shrugs but still is on the move. She eyes me as she proceeds forward. “I came to say there is a change to plans.” Hidi stops just short of touching me. I feel her loom over by a good foot or two. It reminds me how small I am, and I find it uncomfortable.“Change?” I turn to get a better look at Hidi, but she is ahead of me. She is walking around as if to see me from a different angle.“It is a costume ball now.” Hidi stops to let me catch up.“A costume?” Hidi nods.“I came to tell you.” “Ah, I see.” I nod. That is why she is here. That was nice of her to tell me.“I must thank you then-”“Where are your maids?” Hidi looks at the room. It feels like she is holding her breath as if to clarify something.
*Nicoli* “Your Majesty,” Thomas spoke with an edge to his tone. “Hmm?” Nicoli fumbled as he stood with his vest half-buttoned. Thomas had barely been able to put it on. “Can you stay still for just a minute more?” "Your majesty?" Thomas tried to smile. But it came off all wrong. And Nicoli could see it. The man was annoyed. Just a little more. Nicoli thought. “What’s taking so long?” Nicoli moved again to undo the button to his shirt. It was red, like the vest, and so were his pants. Thomas sighed as he dropped his hands to his side. “My lord, If you stop moving, I can finish.” “Have I?” Nicoli put on an innocent smile. This made Thomas stiffen. His usually stoic face was turning red. Almost there. Nicoli thought again. He needs to push a little more and- “Sorry.” Nicoli fluttered his lashes. It wouldn’t work on Thomas. He knew that already. But it was more out of habit now. And the maids seemed to like it. “I am just excited about the ball.” Nicoli raised his ar
*King Alexander*King Alexander couldn’t hide the glow on his face. And why would he? This happiness was a long time coming.King Alexander skipped a step as he walked.“I’ll dance the whole night with her.” “Your Majesty?” King Alexander didn’t need to look behind to know the old man was looking at him. But he played as if he couldn’t guess why.“What, Johan?”“The whole night?”King Alexander turned his head to smile back at his butler.“Well, who else will dance with her?” And he winked. But Johan didn’t seem to be phased by it.“She has Prince Nicoli.” Johan went knowingly. “Ah, right. My son.” And King Alexander paused to hold his chin. “Hmm.” His fingers raked through his hair as he thought. Finally, he came to a conclusion.King Alexander held up on finger. “He may have one dance.”“Just one, sir?” Johan raised a brow. Again King Alexander could feel the judgment. So he had to slip a little.“Maybe…two?”“Sir,” Johan shook his head. But King Alexander only doubled down on
* Mykhol?*Mykhol left Naska on the sofa so he could dress. And he went to the mirror and pulled his gown on. Behind him, Naska stretched. Her naked body was free to see in the mirror.“Do you plan to keep lying there?” Mykhol went counting the bite marks he left on her. He had left many since he was quite hungry. My thirst seems to be on the rise lately. So Mykhol thought with vague notice. It just seemed never to be enough.No. Mykhol corrected himself.That wasn’t it.I’m not getting blood from the one I want, is all. Mykhol rationalized. But he knew that would ramify when he did for both his lust for blood and ‘other’ things.All would be well then. “Where are you off to so quickly?” Naska purred from the sofa. She sat up to stretch her arms over her head. Her bare breast sagged slightly from breastfeeding. But they were still plump.And as if to give more affection to her frame, Naska wiggled her shoulders to allow them to wobble. All to entice Mykhol back to the sofa. And for
*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