*Naska*How long does it take to entertain? Naska sharpened her fangs with a look from the clock to the desk. There, the tower of letters piled up. Naska never learned how to read and never saw a need to. But she wasn't oblivious. Even without reading, she could guess who the letters were from. The neat handwriting, light-colored paper, and perfume were a dead giveaway. “Yuck,” Naska plugged her nose at the smell. Why can't they leave my Mykhol alone? It was aggravating to see girls still come up or steal looks at him. If only I could tell them off. Naska hated the fact they still had to hide their relationship. But Mykhol insisted that until he was on the throne, they would keep quiet about them. So Naska had to bear with it.“My lord has always been popular.” He always was. But it has accelerated now. Mykhol had an invitation to a private gathering almost every day.Multiple times a day. Naska noted with a sting. Mykhol was barely alone now as it was. These wretches are g
*Ana*“It’s so quiet.” Now that everyone is gone.Bruno is away with Naska. Father and Hidi are in Dawny. And now, even Admiral Nugen is gone.“Funny,” I muse to the roses.I used to like the quiet. But now I can’t stay still for some reason.Perhaps because even Mykhol is busy nowadays?“He's always been popular.” However, it’s intensified as of late. Mykhol has so many social gatherings now that I barely see him.“How long has it been since I’ve been alone like this?” Dare I say it, am I lonely?I cradle the rose gently with one hand. This one is just starting to bloom. “If Maddie were here, she would put you in my hair.” She had a habit of doing that. I smile sadly.“Maddie,” Yes, it’s been quite a long time since I’ve genuinely been alone. Not since she came into my life. And even after when she- I sink a little, remembering.I must be so lost in my thoughts that I don’t hear them come up.“Your Empress,” The voice starts. “Are you alright?”“ Sir Pendwick?” I look up to
*Ana*“Cousin,” I turn to find him before lifting my brow. Mykhol looks like he was in the midst of changing. His hair is a little jumbled, and his clothes are somewhat in disarray. It’s very unlike him. Is he in a rush for something? I wonder before catching myself staring too long.“Cousin, what are you doing here?” “Someone didn’t heed my warning.” Mykhol slides his hand down my arm to pull up my hand.“Oh,” A small gasp escapes as he not only takes it but brings it up to his lips.“Unless you like to make me jealous.” Mykhol’s lips press lightly over my skin.A shiver runs up my spine as he looks up.Jealous? “Don't be silly,” I mutter, quickly averting my eyes to calm my suddenly fast heart. “I would do no such thing.”“If you say so.” Mykhol lowers my hand, but not before weaving his fingers through mine.“Cousin,” I pout. But it’s too late. His grip is already tight around me.Mykhol must be in one of his grabby moods again.I wish he would grow out of this habit. I sink bu
*Alexander*“How long were you planning on doing this, Belinda?” Alexander held up the letters in her face.“Three letters are here!” It was Physical proof. Alexander didn’t want it to be true. But Johan was right. They found the letters in the study. There were three. Three letters all marked to him but somehow managed to end up in Belinda’s mail. Not, not just, they were buried underneath the pile for who knows how long?Or how long they would be there, which was the darker question.A question Alexander was going to face first.“What are my letters doing in your possession?”“I don’t know how they got here.” She doesn’t know? Was that the god's honest truth? No, Alexander couldn’t believe it even if he so very much wanted to because the evidence was right in his hands. “Don’t lie to me.”“I’m not.” Belinda raised one brow as if hurt. “ I’m sure this is a mistake, right Julia?”“Yes, your majesty,” Julia bowed. She looked more remorseful than Belinda. “You get so many letters,
*King Alexander*“The horses are getting restless, Sire.” Johan pointed out, but Alexander didn’t need him. He could the beasts neigh and hoove the ground from the platform. It was time to go. But still, Alexander lingered.“Sire,” Johan motioned again, pulling his sleeve. “If you want to postpone till tomorrow.”“No, let’s go.” Alexander turned, with one fleeting look, to the castle. But the door remained shut. No one was coming to see him off.“She’s really not going to say goodbye.” “Your Majesty?” Johan turned, but Alexander waved him off. It wasn’t meant for his ears.“Nothing, we’ve wasted enough time.” Alexander went for the stairs. He kept his face firm to hide everything. Instead, he turned to look up to the sky. It was littered with stars, and the moon was waxing.“It will be a full moon by the time we get there.”“It will, your majesty.” “I hope we won’t be too late by then.” Alexander clenched his hand as the carriage came closer. “We’ll just have to hurry-”“Wait!” Th
*Julia*The morning light stung Julia’s eyes as she sat up. It had not been an easy night because of the pain. But, sleep or not, it was time to get to work.“Mew,” The white cat grumbled as Julia got up. He yawned and stretched out his legs before sitting up to watch her.“I’m glad someone at least got to sleep.” Julia scratched his head to get a purr out of him. He begged for more, but Julia couldn’t waste any more time.It was time she saw exactly how bad it was. Julia stood before the mirror, looking at her new wounds. Her back and legs were riddled with thick red lines. Queen Belinda had stayed to her word. Julia was whipped with exactly 20 lashes on her back. But my poor legs. Julia touched them, careful of the puffed-up skin. Belinda had given each leg 20 on its own.“She didn’t need to be so excessive.” Julia lamented, but she wasn't angry or resentful. The opposite, actually, is that Julia could sympathize. Belinda wanted to make a point of it. And poor Julia had to
*Nicoli*“I don’t understand. It should be right here.” Nicoli kept saying it. But it didn't seem to work. It wasn’t anywhere.But that doesn’t make any sense. Stone figurines don’t just get up and walk off by themselves, do they? Of course not.“I swear I had it right here before I left.” Why did I leave it behind? Again, Nicoli regretted it, but his pockets were too small. It wouldn't fit.I should have just taken it with me. If I had known it would be gone- I wasn’t gone that long, though. For once, Hidi was actually serious. She didn't make any jokes or try any tricks. It surprised even him. Hidi was surprisingly mature about leaving back for Almony that morning. “I can’t stay and play with you forever, Nicoli. Though it has been fun.” Hidi was giving her last farewells.“But I need to start ruling my country.” Hidi then laughed at something. “But it doesn't mean you are off the hook. You better grow another foot when I come back. I am not fond of short men.”“Short- you're
*Admiral Nugen*“What is this?” Admiral Nugen mused as he went through his bag to find the atlas, and then he spotted the foreign object inside.I don’t remember packing this. Admiral Nugen pulled it out curiously. It looked to be some kind of journal of sorts. But it had no markings and was bound in some soft black leather. Too soft, Admiral Nugen could immediately feel the leather was of high quality. But that didn’t make any lick of sense. Nugen never had anything beyond what was practical. This journal was clearly expensive. Something he could never afford, let alone own one.So clearly, this isn’t mine. Admiral Nugen was sure of it. But then, why did he have it? “How’d you get in there?” Admiral Nugen moved to open the cover.“Who-”“Admiral Nugen?” The voice entered the tent before one of his men stepped forward. Admiral Nugen dropped the book to the side expectantly.“Do you have an update?” He asked but it was more a formality at this point. The news was the same. The vampi
*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