Ronan’s POV I was torn between reassuring Freya and running after Timon. But she made it easy by walking away. I followed Timon hoping to have a discussion with her later. I couldn’t get to ask Timon who the guest was. As we entered the study, my heart leaped at the sight of my cousin, Dawn. “Dawn? What are you doing here?” I inquired moving close to her while Timon maintained his position by the door. Dawn had tears in her eyes as she rushed towards me, wrapping her arms around my waist tightly. I hugged her, feeling all the emotions over again. Everything about her boils back to Aunt Celine. They practically smell the same and talk the same. Anyone who isn’t close to the family will never know Aunt Celine didn’t birth to the girl herself. “Does your father know you are here?” I asked after we sat down to talk. She shook her head. “He must not know, please. It took me a lot of time to find Lord Timon. He was the only one that I trusted would bring me to you. Mother always said h
Fiona’s POV “My baby,” I whispered to Louis ' peaceful sleeping face. He is such a delight to watch. With him being asleep I feel all alone. Ronan had no idea when he would be chanced to come to us and Isla went into the village to get some groceries. My heart keeps jumping at any slight sound. I haven’t had the chance to brood over the situation I am in because there is always someone around. I have no idea what would have become of me if Isla wasn’t here. The house is too big for just three people to live in. I wish I could do something now that I am out of the palace. Being locked away for months and having minimal people to converse with makes me feel stiff. I wish I could just take a walk with my child and experience the joy of having people around once again. Sometimes I can’t help but wish my life was different. I love Ronan very much, however, that doesn’t change the fact that my life has undergone a drastic turn because of him. I miss Abian village and the serenity that c
Ronan’s POV “Do you not have something to say? Where are you coming from, Fiona? And why did you carry my child with you?” I questioned at the top of my voice. My world felt like it would explode when I entered the house and I could not find either Fiona or Isla. Nothing was out of place in the house but that didn’t stop the scary imaginations from roaming my head. What if they had been taken away by those after me? Questions like that and many more filled my head. I was just mind-linking Timon to explain my predicament to him when the two of them walked in. From Isla’s action I can tell that she had no other choice but to give in to Fiona’s demand. Seeing Louis in her arms sleeping peacefully, made my racing heart relax. Isla hid behind Fiona, “I am sorry, Your Highness. I shouldn’t have let her leave the house.” “Excuse us, Isla,” I mumbled. Fiona glanced up at me when Isla left. “I wasn’t expecting you to come around today. The village is safe you don’t have to worry about an
Fiona’s POV My body shook hard from the tears. I curled up into myself feeling pathetic as the waterworks soaked the bed. I almost could not recognize Ronan in those eyes. He seemed distant and scared. I know he is only showing concern, but the way he spoke just didn’t sit well with me. I feel unfairly treated after putting up with so much in the past few months. I was on the verge of telling it to his face that his wife might be among the people he was running from. But I could not say something that I would be subjected to explaining later. “My lady, are you there?” Isla called out from the door. In my dazed moment, I had left Louis with Isla and locked myself up in the room to cry. I sat up at the reminder that my son might need me to feed him. I wiped the tears off quickly and hurried off the bed to open the door. Louis wasn’t with her, she only had a tray of food in hand. “Where is my son?” I asked looking around like he might be lost. “He is sleeping, you don’t have to wor
Author’s POVTimon was sprawled out on his bed with two ladies flaunting both of his sides when his maid burst in to announce to him Isla’s arrival. For the first few seconds he was completely distorted, the minute he got himself together. Alongside Isla, he ran as fast as his hindlegs could carry him back to the village where Ronan’s unconscious body lay.They arrived at dawn to find Fiona sobbing next to Ronan while mopping his forehead.“Lord Timon!” Fiona hollered at the sight of him.“What happened to him?” Timon asked panting heavily from the run. He checked Ronan’s body while Fiona struggled hard to explain what must have gone wrong.His hands paused halfway when it grazed a cut on Ronan’s body. “Shit! It must have been a silver trap, he has lost a lot of blood it's why he is unconscious. I will go into the village to get him some herbs. Keep mopping his head.” He said hurrying off.Fiona looked weak from attending to Louis and his father all through the night. Isla took a slee
Ronan’s POVI felt caged the moment our eyes met. It was for this reason that I wanted to return to the palace so badly. I don’t want to address the elephant in the room just yet. Didn’t Timon say he gave her some sleeping herbs?“I am not well, Fiona,” I said hoping she would let me be.She stomped into the room further glaring hard at me. “Do you know how worried I was last night? I was so scared that you were going to die. Different thoughts kept running through my mind. I didn’t mean to say all those things. I was just angry.” She wailed uncontrollably now, collapsing to the ground next to me. “I love you so much, Ronan. I will never want anything to go wrong with you. I am sorry for everything I said.”I swallowed hard, feeling like a villain. I thought she was going to address what happened yesterday and blame me for getting hurt. Pulling myself up, I stretched out my hand to caress her wet face.“Forgive me, my love. I didn’t think I was that hurt.” I lied. “As regards yesterda
Author’s POVAs soon as Ronan entered the room, Freya’s nostrils were filled with Fiona’s scent. Even though it was quite faint. She didn’t need to be told that he had been with her. She squared her shoulder staring at me with no emotion in her eyes. All of the love she has for him seems to have dissipated within a short period.He has been trying to talk to her for a while, however, Freya has been intentional about staying away from him.“What do you want?” She questioned.Ronan stood still with his arms at his back. “I have come to plead with you again, Freya. I know you have been through so much because of me. I promise you this wasn’t intentional. I am sorry for all the pains that I made you go through.”“Of what use is your pleading? Will that bring you back to me? Or will you show off your son that you have been hiding so much from me?”“I need you to understand that my life and that of everyone around me is at stake. I am only trying to protect everyone.”Freya scowled. “Have y
Ronan’s POV“What were you thinking?” Timon questioned as he dressed my wound.To avoid any suspicious questions, I asked that he be the one to check the wound. It would have been totally healed if I hadn’t decided to run back to the palace in such a hurried state.“I was thinking correctly. I can't place my finger on it yet, but Freya is acting strange and I do not want to risk anything. Me talking to her is to instill fear and also plead with her at the same time.”He sighed and looked up at me. “She is a woman, my king. You can’t expect her to not feel.”I rubbed my forehead. “I never said she shouldn’t. I am only pleading for her to be thoughtful. I can feel it within me that something is about to go wrong. You know I don’t get stirred up for nothing.”“That is true. So, you no longer have anything to tell her?”“I think I have played my part. It is up to her to do whatever she wants. I am tired of making her see reason.”“I guess so. Where are you headed?”“The Mallow village to