All Chapters of Lucevkin Dreams: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

-Karen-“You know what I mean, Kay.” He replied narrowing his eyes. I do but that was amusing for me. I waited for him to ask his question. He was silent for a moment. “You act like nothing happened yesterday… I’m just… I’m concerned that you’re-” Damn it. I knew this was going to happen. I sat up and looked down at him with a steely look stopping him mid-sentence.“It’s because it’s happened so many times that I have been able to emotionally delete things like that. So, yes, I was really bothered by it yesterday. Today, I have been able to push it completely away from me. As far as I am concerned, it was a mistake, and I don’t plan to think about it anymore.” I paused for a moment. “Honestly, as far as attacks go, that was practically a slap on the wrist. I’d take that again every day over the other things I’ve suffered through, Conor. You didn’t beat me nearly to death and then walk away leaving me to die like has been done in the past.” He said he just like Lewis. Ha! Never! “You d

-Karen-I woke up to pretty gray eyes staring at me. I squinted at him and slowly realized I was in the bed next to Conor instead of on the chaise where I started out last night. “Morning gorgeous.” He whispered with a gentle smile. “You were asleep on the chaise when I got back… I’m sorry to have kept you waiting. My father wouldn’t stop talking.” I sat up and stretched. I don’t know if I can handle my emotions today… I haven’t been able to separate everything from yesterday. “I didn’t wait for you. I took a quick shower and then went to sleep.” I remarked plainly. I started to get out of bed when he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back. “Her words really bothered you, didn’t they?” Conor asked with a note of concern in his voice. “Are you going to be alright? We can go shopping on a different day if you want?” It won’t matter what day we go. The problem is me.“She isn’t the first to say things like that, remember?” I reminded him. She probably won’t be the last. I left the room be

-Karen-“Karen? Is that you?” A familiar voice called to me.I turned around and saw an old acquaintance of mine named Oriana. She was a bit older than I was. She was tall and slender with black wavy hair and sharp blue eyes. “Oriana! How are you?” I asked her happily.“I’ve been well despite the invasion. Good to see you made it through…” She said warmly. She looked over my clothes and gave me a quizzical smile. “Did they change the uniforms for servants? I don’t recall that happening when Zargo took over.” She walked over to the counter and started unfolding the bolts of fabric. “How much fabric were you looking for?”“They didn’t change the uniforms… But I’m not a typical servant anymore either.” I answered trying to figure out how to explain my new position. Despite the companion offer, I was still an official servant to Conor even if he didn’t treat me like one. “May I please have three yards of each fabric? Four of the black though please.” I walked over to the scrap bin and pic

-Karen-A week had passed since I found out about Novo’s death. I was an emotional wreck as I tried to deal with it as best I could. I’d never felt so devastated about anything and it never really occurred to me how powerful death was. No one I cared about had ever died until Lizette and now Novo. All three of them had been extremely supportive and did their best to cheer me up as I grieved. The first two days I did nothing but cry and sleep. I felt even more helpless than ever but the three of them took care of me. Conor was especially supportive of me. He would sit and let me cry while he stroked my hair and hummed the tune from before.On the third day of the week, Conor had started doing the drills in the morning again and then was back around lunch time each day. I waited at the door for him and as soon as he would come in the room, I would greet him with warm hug and a kiss on the cheek. I had started to become much closer to all three of them during this time. It felt wonderfu

-Karen-He chuckled while he caressed my left cheek. “You’re my princess.” I started to object but he silenced me with a kiss. “If you agree to be my companion, when I am King, I will make you one. So, then you’ll really be my princess.” I opened my mouth to protest but he pulled me to him and kissed me several times. “Nope. Not a word. You don’t really ask for anything… That makes me want to shower you with anything I can get my hands on. Everything!” I giggled. “But you’ve already done enough for me, Conor. I can't ask you for anything else. That would be greedy and rude.” I cupped his face as I leaned in and kissed him slowly. “Enough.” We kissed passionately for several minutes. He smirked deviously. “No! You better not!” I snapped as he laughed heartily.“You can’t tell me what to do, Kay. I’m the prince remember?” He whispered against my lips. I gave him another dirty look as we laughed.“I hate when you use that on me.” I glowered with a pout. Cocky jerk.“That’s the only way