The sense of not belonging was stronger at night, after Laila finished undoing her hair and left her to rest, Elena struggled to fall asleep for hours, her mind started replaying every single thing that happened during the day. What helped her in situations like this was making a nice cup of tea for herself, but how could she do that now? She was at a big palace and didn’t know her way around it yet.
“Do you know that eye color you have it’s very rare? Only the people from the ancient era had those emerald eyes. It’s very interesting indeed.”
That was what Miros, the second son, said right before Ivar told him to shut up. This family was definitely odd, were all the people from Raeden like that? (Although technically, the younger ones were from Vallas and Miros was only five years older than her, it was easier to attribute
The difference between letting her do as she pleased and standing by her side if she wanted revenge was like the distance between the earth and the skies, and something she had never expected from him, but he sounded sincere when he said those words. When it came to understanding Ivar, Elena thought she was barely scratching the surface. He didn’t trust her enough to tell her what he was looking for so desperately, or how exactly she would help him, but he extended his promise of protection to an offer of avenging her father’s actions towards her. Family, was this so important to him as to become his weak spot? He felt more real when he shared just that little piece of his life. He had a grandmother he’d lost to enemies, parents who left him too early, and an adoptive family he loved enough to go to war for them. Now, after learning just another outrageous thing her father had done to her, it was en
Countess Valverde did not care about growing plants that bloomed in winter, so at that time of the year, there wasn’t much color around the manor. The year when it snowed for the first time, the white was a nice change, but, like an empty piece of blank paper, Elena had that brief thought back then… it would be more beautiful if there was more color there. You made pink flowers grow, that’s what Saray said. Could it be that it was really her wish that made that miracle happen? All that time, it had been magic. “But even sorcerers cannot make things grow out of thin air.” She remembered suddenly. Those who used water magic or those who used earth magic could change the conditions of the element, improving the soil, making it rain, all things that helped crops to grow in ways it couldn’t happen under normal circumstances, but they did not just make someth
It turned out that creating some small flowers out of nothing was just a simple task. After spending a whole day trying - without success - to give shape to a doll, shouldn’t she get it by now?“I could create anything, in theory, that’s what Her Grace said…”“If you want a doll, my lady, why don’t you just buy one?” Laila asked.“It wouldn’t be the same.”When she was younger, she’d wanted to have that kind of pretty dolls other young girls had, but it was something out of her reach, there wasn’t a version of the world where her parents would even think of giving her something she didn’t absolutely need. Dolls and any other toys were things that belonged with beloved daughters of nice f
“It was very touching to learn that you even gave your opinion about tonight’s banquet when you’ve been so busy these days.”Everyone had retired for the night, and Elena supposed she too should stay in bed, but only a few minutes later she found herself walking to the drawing-room where she knew he would be, just like the last time. He looked pensive, looking at the fire without even glancing in her direction until she spoke.“I was dealing with some issues on the east coast.” He said in response. “From time to time, pirates from the islands come to pillage and cause havoc in the villages of the area.”“Pirates? During this season?” Elena sat by his side. She was intending to talk about something completely different, but this caught her attention.
The morning had started wonderfully, with the whole palace in a hustle to prepare for that evening’s main event. During the weeks leading up to the engagement party, Elena had spent her time between practicing her magic skills with the Grand Duchess, and attending some of the social gatherings she had been invited to. Laila’s reading and writing skills had improved a lot, and Saray had taken it to herself to help the other girl with this task as well. And she saw Ivar from time to time, the late encounters by the fireplace became almost a routine, only that she had started to prepare her tea before going to make him company. He didn’t seem to mind, even if the conversation was scarce, only a short exchange about her progress with magic, and then they would remain in silence, sitting side by side. Up until that point, people had treated her well. Elena even ha
Once upon a time, this was a magical land where all kinds of creatures coexisted peacefully, but one day, men from the unknown Diamond Islands arrived in their ships, and that peaceful existence came to an end. Ivar’s mother told this story every night when she tucked him into bed, and although several decades had passed from that far away childhood, he remembered it well. Humans were the great evil of the continent. The humans who came to destroy and force the owners of the land into submission because of their greediness, and the humans did not help in time when the men from the islands revealed their true intentions. Ivar believed this, even when he barely knew humans. He was the last one, they said, the lucky one who got to live without the shackles that kept the rest of the dragons from the time before, but the only way his parents could protect him when he was young was to hide away from people.
The peaceful days did not return to the palace after the engagement party. With only two weeks before the wedding, the dressmaker that the Grand Duchess had found for Elena was practically stationed in her chambers, given how much time the woman and her team spent there to make Elena try on the dresses after each small change.Some of the guests that had been invited to the party also extended their visit until the wedding ceremony, those who lived far away and were important enough to be granted such a privilege, such as the Marquis of Miraval and his third wife, or Lord Bilory, the president of the Siena Bank and his daughter, Miss Bilory. Elena understood that, although it had been around 30 years since the Empire was established, there was still enough tension with the nobles and important families in Vallas that the House of Alba needed to deal with them in the most diplomatic manner possible.
When Elena entered the bedroom, the music from the ballroom and the congratulatory toasts from the guests were all replaced with quietude and the half lights of a few candle lamps.Moving from her childhood bedroom to her chambers in the palace had already been a big change for her, but sleeping in the nuptial chamber was a whole other level of awkwardness. The maids had stripped her of her ball gown and dressed her in a simple white nightdress and silk robes. This way it was impossible to forget that, even if nothing happened between her and her new husband in that room, everyone outside had expectations of what the first night for a groom and his bride was supposed to be like.Thankfully, Ivar wasn’t there yet.Elena poured herself some wine and sat on one side of the bed, suddenly she reca