*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
*Naska*Naska carried the tray with ease thanks to repetitive practice over the years. It was not even a thought for her to ever worry about dropping it at this point. But Naska couldn’t help but throw a worried glance over to the little boy beside her more than once.“Careful, honey.” Naska again stopped to shift a cup from the ledge. It was a good thing she checked for the umpteenth time. Naska patted herself on the back for being so wise.“Yes, Mama.” Bruno bowed his head with a gentle voice. The boy was sweet and quiet—not that he was ever a loud boy—but still, Naska felt proud to have such a well-behaved son.“After this, we’ll go see your grandpa and grandma.” Naska went quickly, like many times before. But this time, Bruno had to stop with a pout.“Why?”Bruno clenched the tray to him as he looked down.“Why?” Naska looked back with surprise. Since when did Bruno ever question her? “So you can tell them what you heard when that big lady was with her Empress.” Obviously. Why else
*King Alexander*King Alexander took in a breath of the odd yet familiar flavor that lingered in the air. It had been so long that he had almost forgotten about the taste but quickly found it brought him back. Alexander could feel the rush of memories like a key unlocking a forgotten door. For a moment, Alexander stood silently as the phantoms played before his eyes. At once, everyone was together like they used to be. Belinda was in the middle, linked in arms with Brartha on one side and Parsul on the other. Alexander remembered the unholy trio as what they used to call themselves. Back then, they were inseparable and seemed to enjoy making him suffer for it. Alexander could remember feeling put out many times as the three would scurry off ahead of him. Each would be engrossed in conversation, breaking into a laugh at a secret joke, and then, as if teasing him, throw a look his way before breaking into laughs again.If only I could go back to that simple time. Alexander watched as
*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