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30. THE FEEL OF ALMOST
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Demoted to the Throne 30. THE FEEL OF ALMOST
She had seen it too many times to know it wasn’t real. Not the forest, not the cold, wet slap of branches against her arms, mud sucking at feet that didn’t quite feel like her own, smoke thick enough to taste at the back of her throat.None of it was real, she knew that. But still, her screams tore through the air with a force, not in the dream and not in reality but she heard it, loud and clear.A figure called out ahead of her, ragged with running, a name recurrent on parched, trembling lips. Not her name. But very close, the way a word is said when it has been overused and familiarized.Her pace increased to catch up, but the voice went farther.Something howled behind her. Not an animal sound. Worse — deliberate, a note held too long to be anything but a warning. The clouds darkened like it knew of the tragedy occurring, gunshots fired behind her tired body.The woman ahead of her turned, chest heaving, eyes wide with a fear that had nothing to do with the running and everything to
Demoted to the Throne 29. EYES AROUND
Morning came with a stream of light flooding through the window. Selene woke up minutes before the alarm, which she decided was wither a sign of professionalism or just pure excitement from being in a new environment.She turned her face to the right side of the bed to avoid the harsh glare of the morning sun hitting her face.A soft groan slipped out of her mouth as she stretched her muscles on the bed, not ready to get up.Rise and shine, sleepy. Nyx’s loud voice resounded in her head. Did you forget today’s the first day of the conference.It was clear Nyx had been standing guard all night, refusing to let her oversleep and end up humiliating herself in a board room filled with executives who probably ironed all their clothes down to their socks.We are not humiliating anyone today, she thought, dragging herself upright against the absurdly soft pillows.She showered and pulled out the first cloth she saw in her suitcase which happened to be the black dress Chloe had picked out for
Demoted to the Throne 28. THE FLIGHT
Selene arrived at the private terminal with her travelling bag right by her side, heart hammering.She'd never flown private before. She'd barely flown at all—a few budget trips with Hattie years ago, cramped seats and cranky adults and overpriced airport food.The private terminal was nothing like the chaos of the main airport. Glass walls stretched from floor to ceiling, revealing the tarmac beyond. A few people in suits moved with quiet efficiency. Everything was polished. Everything was calm. Selene felt like an imposter stepping into a world she didn’t belong to.Alaric was already there when she arrived, standing near the entrance with his phone pressed to his ear. He looked up when she approached, gave a curt nod, and continued his conversation.She stood a few feet away, trying not to stare at him. His tie was loosened. His sleeves were rolled up. He looked tired—really tired.He ended the call and pocketed his phone."You're early.""So are you.""As usual." He turned toward t
Demoted to the Throne 27. A TRIP TO GO
The intercom sounded."Miss Hart. My office."Selene looked up from her screen, heart stuttering. She stood, smoothed her pants, and walked toward his office.Alaric was standing by the window, phone pressed to his ear. He glanced at her, held up one finger—wait—and continued his conversation in low, clipped tones.Selene stood in the center of the room, unsure where to look.He ended the call."Shut the door."She did.He walked toward his desk but didn't sit. "We’re going to San Francisco next week. Three-day conference."“We?” Selene blinked. " Uhm…Okay. When?""Monday morning. Everything's already arranged."She reached for the folder on his desk. Her name was printed on the tab. Inside: flight details, hotel confirmation, a list of meetings."You already booked everything," she said."I figured you'd say yes."She looked up. "That's presumptuous.""You're my assistant. Traveling with me is part of the job."He had a point. But still—the way he'd arranged everything without asking
Demoted to the Throne 26. SEE THROUGH
The hospital was quiet when Selene arrived.Visiting hours had technically ended, but the workers knew her by now. They waved her through with tired smiles. She carried a small overnight bag—a change of clothes, her toothbrush, the book she'd been trying to read for weeks.Hattie's room was dimly lit. The TV’s volume was low, playing some old black-and-white movie. Her grandmother was propped up against pillows, looking better than she had in days.Selene set her bag down on the floor. "You're awake."Hattie turned, her face breaking into a smile. "I didn’t think you’d still come tonight.”"Sorry, I’m late. I had to meet up with Chloe." Selene sat in the chair beside the bed. "How do you feel?""Better." Hattie waved a dismissive hand. "The food is terrible, but the nurses are nice. One of them keeps sneaking me pudding."Selene laughed. "Of course she does."“What can I say? I’m quite charming”They sat in comfortable silence for a moment. The machine beside Hattie beeped softly. The
Demoted to the Throne 25. BACK TO NORMAL...ALMOST
Selene stepped into the executive floor for the first time in over a week.Everything looked the same. The polished floors that her heels clanked on. Her desk waiting for her afar off. The receptionist that greeted her happily.But even with that, it was still different.Was it the week at the hospital? Living off snacks and fast food. Watching her grandma fight for her life.Or was it her boss that she was currently about to face, after a very awkward last interaction?At least, everything was back to normal. For now.Back to normal, Nyx snorted, because that’s definitely what this is. Selene ignored her and settled into her desk.Everything was just as she had left it. Maybe even better. Her plant was watered. Chair tucked in. Files and documents removed and probably sorted already.She did not have to ask.She knew who had done it.Why would he—Because he likes you, Nyx said flatly. Obviously.He doesn’t. He probably got someone to do it on his behalf. Sure. And I’m just a figme
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