Nerezza's Point of View
Grand halls and portraits of every kind stunned me to silence. The man from before led me dutifully through it all. Remarked on various pieces that had caught my eye. Oftentimes, he would stop and explain the origins of the pieces. Tell me more about the artist and why the piece was commissioned. I loved seeing the world through the lens of someone else. Loved seeing pieces come to life with added details that I would never have thought about.
Our tour stopped once we reached the middle garden. According to the man, it was the garden especially commandeered by the king. I was still very unaware of what his name was. But I followed him silently, taking in every aspect of what might just one day be my home.
"This is where our journey together ends, Miss Nerezza. I hope that you have a peaceful afternoon with his Majesty. If you have any questions regarding the encounter, you may ask me afterward." The man sta
Nerezza's Point of ViewOne Year Later"How long will you be gone for?" I could hear the distress in Farren's voice as she asked me this from the door. I didn't look up, instead, I continued packing up the clothes I would need in South Africa. Unlike our more timid climates, the country was hot and unrelenting. Short clothes were a must for this trip.According to Reginald (my king), there was a pack taking shape in the heart of the country. Guided by a rogue Alpha who had clawed his way to the top. Surrounded himself with only the strongest of men to help him build his empire. The king had a vested interest in seeing this pack succeed. No other information was given."I will be gone for about a week to two weeks. I promise to be back by the time you have your seventeenth birthday party. The king is hosting a rather grand ball in your name, at my behest." I told Farren, tucking away my underwear in a sma
Nerezza's Point of ViewSouth Africa was truly a wonderous place to see from the air. Thick bushlands accompanied by sparkling oceans. Wildlife of all kinds walking around in the more patchy areas. I couldn't keep my eyes off of the ground. Every once in a while, we would pass over towns booming with life. Cars that zoomed in and out of traffic.From this high above, it all looked so small. Insignificant. Until we descended. Beautiful beyond compare but my mind couldn't grasp why the king would want to sponsor a pack in such a remote location. That was until we had landed.The city they had chosen for their pack was even more filled with life than all the other places I had viewed before. It was a masterpiece of skyscrapers and busy streets. Trees growing in every nook and cranny. Life was flourishing here, even if there were mostly humans. Which was to be expected, seeing as the pack was just starting. Blooming into something mor
Nerezza's Point of ViewTwo Weeks LaterSouth Africa had been a breath of fresh air after all. Considering how rocky my relationship had started with Alpha Ciaran, it ended on a pleasant note. We had adjusted to each other rather splendidly. Made a long-lasting friendship after the entire business aspect was done and dusted. I couldn't say that about the rest of them.Ozias was all work and no play. Somehow, he reminded me a lot of myself. Maverick was all work and no play. Dargan was neither. He kept mostly to himself. Stuck to the shadows and hallways. We rarely spoke and when we did it was about his sector of their empire.Several projects were started. A lot of donations were made to several charities. I invested more money than I had first thought I would but the mines held a lot of promise. With chrome prices climbing steadily and platinum a valuable metal, the odds of seeing a return w
Nerezza's Point of ViewReginald was in his office as always. His glasses rested on the tip of his nose. Brows scrunched in concentration. I had opened the door silently and watched him from the shadows. Bags lined the bottom of his eyes. Cast him ten years older than he was. The sight was heartbreaking.I may have grown up hating anything authority but Reginald had changed my mind about it all. About him. I saw a side to the ferocious king that no one else did. Saw his more tame side. The heart that beat beneath that hard exterior. I knew the conflict with Reggie had taken a bite out of him. Left him feeling bare. Any father would feel that way after fighting with their son but this was a particularly sore spot.Reggie had never kept it a secret that he wanted the throne more than he wanted his father around. Power-hungry and simple-minded, Reggie would do anything to gain his father's crown. Which hurt Reginald beyond comparison. The
Nerezza's Point of ViewI had put the awkward moment with Reginald out of my mind. Carried on as if nothing was wrong. It was Farren's seventeenth birthday today. The day she was able to find her mate. Fall in love and let the world blossom around her.For wolves, this was a great milestone. It meant she was done being a child. Stepped into the world as an adult now. Her high school career was almost over as well, ending in just shy of two weeks. Things were starting to look up for the young girl.After many trials and tribulations, we had made it this far. From homeless to living in the royal palace. None of it would have ever happened if it hadn't been for Farren encouraging me. Standing by me when the world was burning. Her strength pulled me through losing Conan. Losing Priamos.The sun was barely over the horizon when I slipped out of bed. Padded on silent feet to the door to our chambers. The maids had left a small but stun
Nerezza's Point of ViewBeatrice had outdone herself. Gave Farren only the best theme and execution. From fairy lights dangling between greenery and a fountain of wine in one corner. It embodied the pixie-like girl from head to toe. Even the glasses were shaped like crystals. Every inch of the room was covered in color. Sparkled beneath the soft lights.When I entered, the crown princess stood in the middle of the ballroom, shouting away orders. Her back was toward me. Her hair dangled in perfect coils behind her. The muted blue gown she donned was to make sure she didn't outshine Farren in any way. Not that anyone could with the dress she had chosen."Princess Beatrice," I called and walked toward her. She gracefully swung her head over her shoulder to look at me. The scowl was instantaneous. I plastered a smile on my face, her expression not bothering me in the slightest."Miss Nerezza. I want to say it is a pleasure, but
Nerezza's Point of ViewI walked in before Farren. Came face to face with a gawking crowd. As all their eyes turned to me, I schooled my face into neutrality. Made them all believe that I was above them. Better in every way. The room was silent whilst I walked in.Scanning the room, I came up short. Reggie was there with Beatrice. Even Harold was deeper into the ballroom. But Reginald was nowhere to be seen. As always, he would make a late entrance. Yet, that small comfort wasn't enough for my shriveling heart.Between Priamos calling and Reginald and I having a small fallout, it felt like my soul was on fire. Burning into ash faster than I could put it out. But I had to keep a straight face. Pleasantly smile when I needed to. Murmur some encouragement when it was appropriate and above all, I still had to maintain my dominant air. This was Farren's day and if one person spoke out of turn, they would face my wrath tenfold.N
Reggie's Point of ViewNerezza had crossed a line. From concubine to the next prospective queen. The little whore was climbing up the ranks faster than I could get rid of her. A peasant roaming around in the halls of a palace. How pathetic. To make matters worse, everyone now thought the royal family was sponsoring a low-life girl from a broken background. The sister-in-law of a cheap slut.Our reputation was tarnished. Trashed. There was no coming back from this. Not whilst they still paraded around inside these halls.Taking my mother's place beside my father wasn't an option for the bitch. Not when I had something to do about it. Her little views of how a kingdom should be run were warped. Too expansive. A kingdom needed a strong and ruthless leader. Not some backward system concerning rights. For decades, the rich became richer whilst the poor dissolved into nothingness. It was just the way things ran. It was a perfect system