Arden came to visit me the next day and happily told me what had happened between him and Morina. I was filled with joy to see my brother so happy as he talked about her and took the opportunity to tease him for it too.
Apparently, they admitted that they felt drawn to each other and, when my brother explained what I had learned in the dream, they decided to plan moments that they could spend together. They wanted to get to know each other more and see if the pull they felt for one another would grow. Much more was talked about, I’m sure, but my brother refused to say anything more, warning me that, as his sister, I was not privy to certain things in his romantic life. That stopped me from asking and I shuddered at the thought of hearing anything physically happening between them.
After this we spent the day together and even decided to go spar a few time
*Prince Dorian*It has been ten days since Amara had been kidnapped and I was going insane with worry. Nothing and no one could calm me and the only person I was truly speaking to was Arden who was just as enraged as I was. He had rushed to me the day she was taken, his hands holding on tightly to the darts dipped in a sleeping elixir as he showed me where and what had happened.We then searched every inch of the surrounding woods with as many Knights as possible, looking for anything that would give us a clue as to where she was taken. But every time we’d search, we’d come out with nothing.The world and the people around me felt like they were mocking me as they went about their day while I drowned in panic. The other Queeness’ soon became consumed with the new challenge that had been announced a
*Amara*The feeling of falling was the first thing that my mind registered as I slowly regained consciousness. I could feel my hair blowing past me and my dress being pushed against my legs because of the wind. Slowly, I would feel myself gaining more control of my body and would try to blink my eyes or move my fingers. But when I first started to fully awaken, something struck me in the arm and the darkness pulled me back in.This happened two more times as I went from falling, lying down, being carried and then nothing.When I was finally able to open my eyes and move my body, I felt the most earth shattering headache overtake me. My eyes needing to remain shut against a brightness that was near me. I balled myself up on my side as I waited for the pain to pass, panting and groaning through it until it slowly less
I couldn’t think.I couldn’t move.Nothing was making sense yet everything was happening around me.Those words and the feeling in my chest confirmed it all for me, the sound of me erratic breathing and the mans retreating footsteps echoing in the room.I was pregnant with Dorian's baby.I knew that what that older man said was true because my mother had told me about what it was like for her when she was pregnant with Arden and I. She had said that, once her body recognized that she had created life, it would begin to sting and ache if she tried to summon her flames. This happened because, as Non-Shifters, our bodies were weak when it came to something as serious as creating a baby. So, to avoid using up any amou
I wasn’t able to rest for too long before Marcus, Samuel and the older man barged into the room again. They unchained my ankles and forced me to my feet, each one of my half-brothers holding one arm as I strained against them to cover my stomach with my hands. I was then shoved and nearly dragged up the steps and out of the room, stumbling as I was led back out into the Greenhouse that I had been under. I was blinded by the sun for a moment, my lungs nearly burning as I took in my first gulp of fresh air while I continued to be shoved forward. Panic flooded me and I tried to struggle and dig my heels into the ground as I noticed the familiar metal poles in the middle of an open space.“Brings back memories doesn’t it?” Marcus chuckled, smiling with his brother as I was forced beside the metal pole that had my name engraved onto the side. “But don’t worry, you won’t
After so many days the Duchess began to have her tea or a meal in front of me, smiling as she was served by the maids that were truly surprised to see me there. She would purposefully stare at me as she ate, picking her meal apart and tossing bits she deemed unsatisfactory to the floor beside her. I could feel my stomach groan and twist at the sight of the wasted food, but I kept my expression empty, knowing that she was looking forward to seeing me distressed.“Mother.” Samuel walked in looking for her one day as her maids cleaned up the meal she had just finished. “Rosanna’s back.”“What?” She bolted up and neared her son, glancing at me coldly for a moment. “But the competition… why is she here?!” She moved as if she was about to walk around her son but another pair of heels clicked towards us and
*Prince Dorian*Too much time had passed.Too little had been found in terms of finding Amara.My parents were quickly included when I brought in a maid from the Queeness Palace that had admitted to receiving payment to watch and track Amara’s movements. Thanks to this my father, not too happy that his own staff had turned against us, canceled the entire competition and sent all the other Queeness’ home.Arden, of course, stayed and together we continued to dig into the whereabouts of each and every servant that worked in the Palace. A few stood out and were later found to be guilty of receiving payment to give out information about the Queeness’ or Amara specifically. Each one was imprisoned for betraying the Royal family, and each one spouted the same
*Amara*After Morina was gone I focused on Kaliden who had dropped to his hands and knees in front of me, chuckling as the bottle spilled what little liquor was left.“Amara…” He slurred, his head loosely tilting to look up at me as I glared. “Innocent, sweet, proud little Amara…” He rolled on his heels and tried to steady himself, but ended slipping back onto his butt as another chuckle left him. “You’ve always been so easy for me to read.”“You should leave.” I gritted, my stomach churning violently as the smell of alcohol blew past me. “You’ll get sick in this state, and I don’t have the stomach to deal with you.”He chuckled even harder then, scooting closer as I cringed away,
The next few days went by somewhat calm, with my pathetic meals being dropped at my feet and the nights growing colder. The Duchess didn’t make an appearance and the physician only returned once to check on me. He smiled when he found me lying on my side, too cold and numb to move and expose my body anymore.I was growing weaker as the winds of autumn brought in a taste of the coming winter. It rained on one day and my pitiful self was powerless against the chill that attacked my bones. My fear and worry over my baby grew in these few days and I did my best to keep my center as warm and dry as I could. My arms and legs felt like ice and my lips stung when I tried to move them. The peaks of my cheeks and the tip of my nose felt tight and sensitive too, feeling a slight sting when anything would rub against them.“Amara.”
The chill in the air was biting as I walked through the garden with Lanalee. It had been so long since I was able to spend time with her and I knew that once my baby was born I would have even less time. So, even though Dorian wanted me to rest and keep warm within the Central Palace while he traveled with his father to the Capital, I wrapped myself up in a warm cloak and decided to take a walk. We were enjoying the gentle calm the winter breeze blew in when Calix appeared, running towards us in his own little cloak and boots. “Why are you out in the cold My Lady?” He asked me, his breath making little puffs of white blow out with his words. “Calix.” Lanalee chastised, shaking her head at her son. “I told you, it’s not ‘Lady’ anymore, it's Madam, or Your Majesty.” “Oh, right.” He bowed and corrected himself, maki
The flutters and kicks of my little baby increased as the day of our wedding came closer and closer. And Dorian would constantly stop what he was doing to place his hands over my round stomach, smiling when he’d feel our baby kicking against him. His mother had to kick him out of the office a few times so that I could focus on my lessons, making me laugh when he would pout as he walked away. On the morning of the big day, Ivy and Morina woke me up and helped me get ready. They prepared my bath and poured oils and flower petals into the water while other maids pulled out the dress and all the adornments that were going along with it. I was massaged, wrapped in silk and sprayed with perfumes. I was made to lay in bed with a mask of herbs and flowers on my face and forced to sit still for hours while my hair was treated and combed. A light coating of make-up was placed on me while my nails were polished and
I jumped out of bed the next morning, startling Ivy as she pulled out my dress for the day. I rushed towards the large mirror of my vanity and moved my hair out of the way, smiling broadly as the reflection of the Mark from the dream stared back at me. The happiness I felt spilled over to Ivy who cheered and squealed when I told her how the Mark appeared on me. And when I stepped out of my room I was quickly pulled into Dorian’s arms, laughing at his excitement. The Temple quickly spread the word on the Prophetic dream they had had, coming to look at the Marks on both our necks and discussing how wedding ceremonies would be different now because of them. I also managed to pull my brother aside before my lessons began with Queen Avelia, explaining how the Marking worked in more detail. He took this moment to tell me that he was planning to propose to Morina and wanted to ask if they could hold their weddin
*Amara* After the Queen left I found that Ivy had been brought to my room and had prepared a bath for me. I was grateful for the soothing feeling of the warm water and the smell of my favorite oils and flowers swirling in the tub. Ivy chatted excitedly about becoming the Nanny to a little Prince or Princess while she combed my hair and helped me slip into my nightgown. I hadn’t realized just how tired I was until I caught myself yawning and almost falling asleep to the feeling of Ivy’s gentle fingers in my hair. So, instead of exploring my new space like I had planned, I crawled into bed and muttered a good-night to Ivy, quickly being pulled into a heavy fog of sleep that I gladly welcomed. The familiar feeling of floating came to me and I smiled as the same clearing that I had met the All Mother in materialized
*Prince Dorian* After my mother led Amara out of the room I turned to my father and waited. I knew that there was something important that he needed to say to me, and my mother knew, so she distracted Amara and walked her out so we could speak in private. “Before I tell you anything,” He started, sitting up as a rare smile grew on his face. “I want to congratulate you, on both retrieving your Mate safe and sound, and the baby.” My own smile grew even more at his words, and I couldn’t help but repeat them in my head. My Mate, my one and only perfect half… My Amara. Erebos echoed my words, his own happiness blending in with mine. Our
The silence that stretched on made me feel increasingly more nauseous as I waited for his reaction. I felt as though the entire world around me had gone still and was hanging by a thread as I continued to wait. A sudden pit of fear started to settle in me and I wondered if he would toss me aside because of this, my mind taking me back to the terrible mistakes I made with Kaliden. I soon felt his arm around me and his free hand came up to gently cup my cheek, guiding my eyes back to his. “A baby?” He whispered, his garnet eyes glowing and filled with amazement and joy. “We’re having a baby?” I shakily released the breath I held and nodded, smiling up at him as my brother began to cheer next to us. He pulled me in and kissed me before dropping to his knees, his hands going over mine as he stared at my stomach. Rosa
Unfamiliar faces passed me as I whipped around like a mad woman, pausing for a moment when I locked eyes with Commander Lovarne. He smiled softly then nodded his head towards the main gates. I followed the motion and felt a bright smile break out as my body started moving again.I could see him standing with his back to me as he ordered some Knights to follow my brother into the Greenhouse. He slowly turned as my boots clicked loudly behind him, revealing his handsome bloodstained face. I was just outside arms reach when his eyes spotted me, and I launched myself into his arms, knocking him back a step. His sword fell to the floor with a light clang and his arms quickly wrapped around me as I clung to his neck with my feet off the ground.“I love you.”The words flew out of my lips as I held him ti
After Rosanna left I ate the soup and nearly half of the fruits and vegetables she had left for me. The pitcher of water was nearly empty too, and I changed into the dress and shoes she laid out for me before blowing out the lantern and going to sleep. That night I had the best rest I thought I could ever get within the Du Pleasant estate, and I was pleasantly surprised when I sat up to find that Rosanna had left more food and water for me while I was sleeping.I ate some more while I took the time to look over my dress and the different options left for me to escape.The dress was thankfully long sleeved, with soft white ruffles that opened around my elbows and brushed by my wrists. The bodice and skirt were simple, yet warm and fitting, with most of it in a pale grey color that was accented by white ruffles and trim. The boots were black and stopped halfway u
The next few days went by somewhat calm, with my pathetic meals being dropped at my feet and the nights growing colder. The Duchess didn’t make an appearance and the physician only returned once to check on me. He smiled when he found me lying on my side, too cold and numb to move and expose my body anymore.I was growing weaker as the winds of autumn brought in a taste of the coming winter. It rained on one day and my pitiful self was powerless against the chill that attacked my bones. My fear and worry over my baby grew in these few days and I did my best to keep my center as warm and dry as I could. My arms and legs felt like ice and my lips stung when I tried to move them. The peaks of my cheeks and the tip of my nose felt tight and sensitive too, feeling a slight sting when anything would rub against them.“Amara.”