Yuka stared at the door of his chamber as the persistent knock on the door continued. For the past thirty minutes, he'd refused to step out of his chamber to meet with his visitor. He knew that the queen had come to confront him. He wasn't afraid of her. He just didn't want to talk to anyone at the moment. The queen on the other hand, wouldn't take no for an answer. She continued to knock, despite the fact that her fists had turned red. Fifteen more minutes passed and Yuka was starting to get annoyed.
He rose to his feet and walked towards the door. Once the door was opened, he stepped out and shut the door behind him. The queen raised a hand to hit him, but he grabbed her hand before it could get to his face.
"What is your relationship with the red blood?" Clarice demanded.Yuka blinked, folding his muscular arms across his chest.
“My relationship with Hazel?” he scoffed. “You, tell me”
Heaving a sigh, General Rhen straightened. His glaze fleeted from Charlotte to Violet who watched him with concern on their faces. "I met him recently. We didn't talk much though" Charlotte said to Violet. "Who's this?" General Rhen asked Charlotte, his gaze locking with the Sapphiran's indigo gaze. "Her name's Violet, she's a friend of mine. Violet, this is General Rhen" Charlotte said. The general winced, wiping the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. "This is quite a terrible first impression, don't you think so ... Violet?" He said and she gave him an apologetic smile. "It's a little awkward, but not entirely terrible. I mean...it could be worse" Violet stated with a smile on her face. General Rhen beamed. "Are you feeling better now?" Violet questioned. "Strangely, yes I do" was his response. "That's great. Let's take a walk, shall we?" Violet said and he nodded slowly. Charlotte felt helpless as she watched her friend communicate with the general like they'd been frie
Nazu slapped Anya one more time, leaving an imprint of her palm on Anya's cheek. "You failed to get your man and keep him all to yourself, is that why you're going after Caden now?! You greedy bitch!" Nazu hissed. Anya lowered her gaze, her eyes brimming with tears. "What was I supposed to do? I lost Yuka. I can't just sit back and do nothing" she mumbled. Nazu let out a sarcastic laugh, her eyes burning with rage. "So, flirting and seducing Caden is your next plan? You back stabber. You deserve what you got. You lost Yuka, isn't it time for you to return to where you came from?" "I can't!" Anya cried, the tears now making their way down her flushed cheeks. "You can't or you won't?" "I can't! I won't! Whatever! I'm not going to give up on getting the throne. I don't care if it means that I'll have to marry Caden to make it happen!" Anya yelled. Pissed, Nazu attacked her and grabbed her by the throat. Caden who was still very drunk, tried to separate the two. Nazu wouldn't have
She was frozen to the spot, her mind reeling. What she'd just heard seemed too unreal to be true. Did Caden know the truth as well? "N-no, it's not possible" she muttered. She felt like time had come to a standstill. "It's too late, anyway. There's nothing Hazel can do about it. I have sent my soldiers to find her and bring her to me. She's most likely going to end up in the dungeons where she will rot. I'm going to make sure I get rid of Yuka today. Not even you can stop me" Hazel heard Clarice say. She knew that time was not on her side, so she took off running. Hazel rushed down the palace halls as quickly as her long dress could allow. She ignored the servants and maids as they gave her subtle bows. All she wanted to do was find Yuka and tell him the truth before it became too late. She didn't care if she was in danger, all she desperately wanted to do was to keep him safe. Every second that bound by made her even more anxious and when she finally got to the East wing of the c
She'd been staring at empty space, zoning out most of the time. She wanted to pretend that she was trapped in some sort of nightmare, especially with the chains binding her limbs. The dungeon was cold and the only source of light in the place, was a couple of light blue crystals that glowed dimly in the dark.She thought about everything that had led right up to this moment, her stomach churning with unease. The large gate of the dungeon was pushed open and she heard the tell tale sounds of high heels hitting the ground.Clenching her fists, Hazel took a deep breath. She only cared about Yuka's safety. She was dying to know if he'd made it out of the palace, alive. That was the only thing that mattered to her, despite the fact that she was at a risk of being murdered or possibly tortured to death."Hazel Spiers" the queen drawled, an amused look on her face. The blue crystals in the dungeon began to glow even brighter, in the presence of the queen. The queen of Silvera made her
Ryol Valley, Silvera The air was freezing cold and the silence was rather deafening. Charlotte sat on a stone close to the entrance of the cave the group had stumbled into, in a bid to escape the Queen's raging soldiers. It was snowing heavily outside and the wind was showing signs of increasing in it's intensity.She was worried that their only medium of escape would end up being covered by snow, it would be worse if the snow storm ended up in full blast. Getting out of the cave wouldn't be an easy task, either. She was almost certain that the snow on the ground, would cover their feet, right up to their knees.Shivering from the cold, she pulled up her shawl closer around her shoulders and rubbed her numb palms against each other, trying to keep warm. Her gaze rested on Hazel who was lying on a blanket with an extra blanket covering her unconscious form. She had not moved an inch since Lhlye brought her in. Speaking of Lhyle, he was sitting on a stone in the corner, his h
Hazel remained by Yuka's side, her gaze resting on him. Once in a while, she found herself stroking his hair and whispering into his ear, assuring him that he would be fine. He was still unconscious but his fever had gone down by a few degrees. It was fortunate that Lhyle and Violet had returned right on time. Violet was a blushing mess and Lhyle had a subtle smile on his face. They had returned with both food and medical supplies. Kai ended up administering some fluids to Yuka through IVs. "I didn't know silverans used IVs too. I thought it's reserved for red bloods" Charlotte said. "Everyone can fall sick, you know. It just differs when it comes to the disease causing organisms" Kai responded. "His color is returning, that's good" Violet commented. Hazel sighed with relief and took hold of his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "He's going to be okay" she breathed and Lhyle nodded. As if on cue, Yuka stirred. Everyone rushed to his side. There were all relieved to know that he wa
The knock on the door of Caden's chamber startled him into consciousness. After Nazu had left, he'd fallen into a deep sleep, due to his exhaustion and pain. He didn't want to get out of bed, so he ignored the pounding on the door. When he still didn't give any response, the pounding intensified. "I know you're in there, Caden! Open the damn door!" Anya yelled. "Go away, Anya" Caden said, annoyed by Anya who continued to knock on the door. "I swear I just want to tell you something important. You have to hear me out, please!" She yelled. Letting out a sigh, he got out of bed, gritting his teeth against the pain. He slipped on a robe and started to limp towards the door, his brows furrowed. When he opened the door, Anya's eyes widened. "You don't look so good" she said and he rolled his eyes. "You're the one who called me out. What do you want from me?" He said and she lowered her gaze, a worried look on her face. "You might not believe what I'm about to say" she said. "Get on
Quadam, Galactican capital. "I don't understand. How is this possible?" Yuka croaked and the red haired woman began to walk towards his bedside. She dropped down to her knees, the tears now making their way down her cheeks. "Forgive me, Yuka. Forgive me for being late" she said and Yuka curled up into a ball, his back to her. He clutched at his chest as pain ripped through him. Childhood memories slithered their way into his mind. He thought of how miserable he'd been, as a child. He thought of the number of times he was accused of murdering his mother. He thought of the nightmares and the trauma. He thought of his loneliness and the fact that he'd been forced to grow up too quickly. It was all because his mother had left him alone right after he was born. How was he supposed to process the fact that she was still alive and had left him to survive on his own?The pain in his heart swelled to the point where he was gasping for air. His chest felt like it was being compressed and no ma