The sun rises, on the day of the full moon. My heartbeat is erratic, nerves clutch onto me in nervous shrieks, as deep breath pounds against my lungs. Max places a hand on my shoulder asking me to calm down.
“Max, I have never fought a war.”, I say. He is the only person who can witness my weakness. I know I can beat King Benjamin, but what I am more concerned about is General Marcus. I don’t know what his wits might have prompted him, rather what the betrayer in my kingdom have to feed him. He can turn my way easily, and I need to be careful.
“You are strong, you know that. You can take hundreds of King Benjamin’s down.”, I chuckle at his assurance.
I take his hands, pulling him to sit down with me, “Your the only person I trust.”, I say placing my head on his shoulde
Damm! One hard chapter to write.
I drag my feet to the palace. Betrayal clutching against the inside of my gut. My eyes blaze the fire, as I feel the burn rising to my heart, enveloping me through the cold of the dark night that spreads its silver on the ground.I won't spare anyone for the mistakes. I’ll show them what it takes to challenge the queen.I enter the grounds of the palace.The wood screeches under my feet, as the swords drag creating a scrape on the wood. Blood drips from the dagger, the distant howling of wolves evident as I enter the palace grounds. Heads raise, eyes widen; to only kneel when the soldiers look at me in the eye. I walk to the center to see a few of General Marcus’s soldiers ready to charge at me. I point my sword at the one soldier who dared to walk a step toward
The sun dances over the edge of the shiny rocks lined on the borders of the lake. Red chrysanthemums litter the place, kissing the feet of the passerby. Women and girls are gathered around the place scattered in bunches, whispering, murmuring the questions that run through their heads. The main being - Why did Queen call us? I clear my throat as I walk to the center of the garden.Eyes shoot up in my direction filled with questions. Nervous.But none looks at me with a mock, and somehow I feel proud for the sense of achievement.“I am glad all of you could take time from your busy day to see me”, I say. I see the look on their faces contort. I understand why. I bow my head, pulling my lips into a smile.
The streets of the kingdom are decorated with sparkles that fill the entire town. Happy vibes surround the village as every person enjoys the music, dance, entertainment, and everything that is lined like some huge festival. Indeed it is a huge festival - a festival to celebrate the women of our kingdom, the hard work they have been putting in since last week. Every woman was diligent, they turned to the gardens of the east wing sharp at 4 in the evening. They went through rigorous tests, learned how to hold weapons, learned finances, and so much more. And most important, none gave up. So, this day is the celebration of their work, and also the announcement of the new council candidates. Drums roll, as Sir. Andrew announces my arrival amidst the crowd, they kneel flowers flowing m
I asked them to get acquainted not get close to each other. I stomp my feet as I walk inside my chambers my skin prickling with jealousy. In only three weeks, Lycan and Max got so close to each other that they particularly spend every second with each other. I pull the wine glass off the table gulping down the entire content in a single go. Just now I saw him touch her hand, as she was practicing archery in the garden. I am sure you don't have to touch each other to learn archery. The worst part about this is I can't get rid of Lycan.Well, she is a sweetheart. She listens to everything I say and has been diligently practicing everything for the past three weeks.Great.I slump on the chair, a loud groan leaving my lips.
Chapter 18:Music fills through the walls of the room, feet tapping, hands clapping. Laughter echoes inside the place as all the women in the room enjoy the night. I swirl my wine in my hand, looking at all the women dancing on the floor, my mind still stuck on Max and his growing closeness with Lycan.What if they start dating?Isn’t that good, he would have someone, and I will no more need to worry about someone considering him close to me. But he will no more be yours.Its like a debate between my mind and heart, both stubborn about their decisions, and I close my eyes, groaning at the image of Max and Lycan together.The music tones down, as the crowd cheers. I ope
I stumble across the hallway, gathering every ounce of my energy to stand straight, and appear beautiful. I brush my gown, smoothening my hair around my shoulder, giggling to myself like a child.Max, here I come to make you mine.The hallway is blurred, the marble creating waves as I set my foot on it.Stop moving marble I need to reach my Max, show him how much I love him. Show Lycan that she can't take him away from me. I walk ahead as my shoulders hit the wall, and I tumble across Max’s room. My butt rests on the floor, my foot tapping the door to Max’s chamber.The door creeks open, my vision getting clear at the exposure of his face.“Maxie, I missed you”, I
The warm beats of sunlight strike my face, as birds flap and sing to their heart's content. My head pounds, the effect of alcohol from the night weighing on my nerves, and I pinch between my eyebrows. White linen covers me, a fresh set of clothes, lined on the edge of the bed. I smile at the efforts that Max always puts in. I drag myself to stand straight, the linen falling over my body, the naked exposure under it evident. The nerves on my head strike me with effect, the incidents of the night flowing to my mind. Shoot. What have I done? I forced myself on Max, I shouldn't have done that. No. My mind races in panic. My hands tremble, my nerves beating an unrhythmic tone insid
The wind swirls through the window, turning the night into a white sheet of coldness. The room grows eerily silent, as the buzz of crickets fills the room. Events of last night flood my brain, and my heart beats erratic, but it rips apart more when I remember his cold expressions.Max, the one person I promised I would take care of, and only have been hurting for most of my life. A chuckle leaves my lips, as tears sting the edges of my eye. There has to be an easy way to let go of things, turn back time, or just shut the emotions off in a dark corner.The cling of metal fills the room, the voice of laughter wrapping a warmth on the white of cold. Max. Only his laughter can bring me such warmth. I open my eyes, diving out of the table and taking long strides