Under the table

[HELENA’s Point-of-View]

“You shouldn’t be here!”

“I know. But can you blame me? You are so beautiful up there on the platform sitting on your soon-to-be throne!”

I glared at Emyr from the corner of my eyes while slipping my silk robes up my shoulders. I couldn’t sleep so I looked at the far horizon from the wide window of my room. My thoughts are filled with so many possibilities when I finally become the Empress of this land. All the people in the council favor me more than Aster. I used to love him but I just realized he is not the man I used to love anymore, seeing him so helpless in front of me just because of the power he knows I have within the walls of this palace. He knows I have him on his neck. Aster is basically just a symbol of the crown now and means nothing to the council. He is at my disposal anytime I grow tired of him.

But Emyr… his desire for me never faded. He always had his eyes on me, adoring me from the tip of my heart down to the nails of my foot. He is the bes