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CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
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Cursed Bloodline: Book One, Bloodline Series CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
The kitchen was always the busiest part of the castle, the air buzzed with clattering pans and frantic chatter as the maidservants darted back and forth, preparing meals for every member of the king’s household.Elira snuck into the kitchen and curled herself on a low bench at the far end, leaning her back against a wall and pulling her knees to her chest.In her hands, she held one of Instructor Vael’s spell books, burying her nose into the words, as the whirr of the manual grinder drained out distractions.Back in her room she couldn't concentrate on reading as the silence allowed complicated thoughts about a certain Dragon King to invade her mind.“My dear, you’ve been staring at that old book for a while,” Nireya spoke to Elira over the sound of the grinder, her old hands handling the sharp knife diligently as she chopped some spinach.“I’m not staring, I’m….reading,” Elira stated, trying hard to articulate a particular phrase.Nireya hummed as though she didn’t believe her. “It l
Cursed Bloodline: Book One, Bloodline Series CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR
It would surprise most to believe King Kaelric had a profound love for many things, yet it often felt as though the things he cherished vanished from his grasp all too quickly.Was it his mother? His beloved mentor, the only person who cared to truly see beyond his spite. She died most unnaturally, sitting peacefully on a bench in the garden, without a trace of sickness in her blood. Or was it his first and only pet dog? The furry black-haired canine he found was scraping for leftovers in the trash. After feeding the stray a few pieces of beef, it followed him everywhere from then on out.His father had whipped him senseless to get rid of the “disease-breeding” animal but Kaelric took his chances until the dog just happened to jump off a window, landing to its tragic death, twenty-four feet below.It’s been over three hundred years since the death of something or someone he cherished but recently, his relentless and dreadful heart whispered the unfolding truth. Kaelric cared for El
Cursed Bloodline: Book One, Bloodline Series CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
A hot, piping chamomile tea brewed in a kettle, a fire crackling in the hearth, turning wood to ash as a gust of wintry breeze prickled at Elira’s skin. She shrouded a thick cloak over her shoulders, and sat at the table, pouring herself a cup of tea. Nireya had urged her to drink some to calm her nerves but she knew it wouldn't hold her down as Kaelric’s touch.Regardless, she raised it to her lips, inhaled its aroma, and took a little sip. “Hmm.” She pressed her lips together, allowing the heat to warm her insides.A strong knock sounded from the door. “Elira,” Kaelric called from outside.“You may come in.” She said and he strolled in with an unfamiliar man behind. The man had his beard twisted in a braid, his long black hair plaited in a single weave with a string of beads around his neck.Elira averted her gaze from the seemingly harmless stranger to Kaelric. Ever since her injury at the secret passageway he'd been strangely withdrawn.Moreover, her recent blank outs made matte
Cursed Bloodline: Book One, Bloodline Series CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
Elira’s eyes fluttered open, glancing to and fro at the ceiling above her head, her entire body and spirit weakened from her ghostly collapse. “Kaelric.” Elira whimpered, her gaze landing on Nireya who sat beside her on the bed.“Nireya.” She broke into a sob, her frail body trembling as she managed to sit upright with help. “I’m…so…so…sorry.” Her pale, withered lips quivered, her teeth chattering from an unusual fever. “My dear, don’t cry.” The old woman held her hands, bestowing a gentle squeeze. “It's okay, you're okay.”“I don't know why these things keep happening to me.” Elira shook her head and shut her eyes, letting the silver tears flow freely. “I’m so tired. I hate myself, I hate whatever is inside of me.”Nireya shed a quiet tear as Elira cried. “Don’t say that.” She smoothed the young woman’s head full of brown curly hair, wiping Elira’s cheeks with her wrinkly, old hands. “Was it another trance?” She asked.“Yes.” Elira nodded. “I saw…tiny blue pearls in a pool of wat
Cursed Bloodline: Book One, Bloodline Series CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
The throne room was packed with bountiful gift items for Elira, from the entrance of the door to the dragon's painting, presented by the people of Arkenholt to honor her pregnancy. She was already two moons pregnant and as such, a quarter of the kingdom showered their gratitude in a grand gesture that Elira would need a bigger room to fit in everything. “Hurry, hurry, hurry.” The town’s leader ushered the women who carried in the gifts: silk maternity dresses, perfumes, baby clothes, garden flowers, hair brushes, and many more in woven baskets. Kaelric leaned back on his throne with a deep frown etched on his rigid countenance, glaring at them for over fifteen minutes as the next item came in bigger than the last. He wasn't angry because Elira was getting gifts, he was only irritated because he had also decided to gift her today but their presents seemed to overshadow his. “Nireya, please see through the items and pick a few you think she’d like,” Kaelric said to Nireya wh
Cursed Bloodline: Book One, Bloodline Series CHAPTER TWENTY
After the Tharagon festival, Kaelric spent three days without Elira, preoccupied with his royal duties to members of his court and his knightly pledge to soldiers of his army.Elira couldn’t take her mind off him despite how hard she tried to focus on other things—crocheting, embroidery, braiding her hair, but without Kaelric's hands on her, she felt as though she couldn't function.“Don’t be stupid, Elira.” She spoke to herself each time she found her hands reaching under her dress in a hopeless bid to please herself, to picture his face as she touched what he owned, fingering herself until she came to his memory. However, she couldn't and it only made her cravings worsen with each minute he spent away from her. A knock called on the door and Nireya stepped in, panting from the long flight of stairs she had climbed to reach Elira’s room. “I’m the oldest in this castle, yet King Kaelric always sends me up these stairs to fetch you.” Nireya shook her head, her utterances filtering a
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