"Th-That was my mistake-", Aven pulled away from me. Aven stared at me with blank eyes, I closed my eyes in fear he might hit me but instead I felt a tugging sensation on my lip. My head tilted slightly, by impulse I had kissed Aven back. I then felt his touch disappear, I opened my eyes to see Aven staring at me with his hands in his pockets "I will ask my Father to cancel the execution at once, do not leave this room".
I sat there in shock, free from handcuffs, one kiss may earn me my freedom back, what could my whole body do? I somehow wondered if I may have accidentally put him in a trance, what if this was one of the powerful magicks my mother had possessed. I sat there looking around his room from my spot in the corner next to Aven's bed. I noticed how he had no photos of his Mother and Father, his room looked quite plain even I would decorate with newspaper scraps and collages. Aven only had one photo of a cat sitting on a woman's lap, I couldn't tell if it was his mother since the corner of the photo with the woman's face was cut off... or maybe burned?
His room was spacious, I couldn't memorize every square inch if I tried. A knock suddenly landed on the door I was caught off guard by all my thoughts. Aven showed up with his Father behind him. Aven looked at me "The execution can be stopped but only with a wedding between... you and me. I gave Aven a look of anger, "This isn't a setup, I swear it", he whispered into my ear.
He backed away from me as his Father made eye contact with me "You may fake your love with Aven, so I want you to prove that you aren't a liar like your bastard Father, who, I mention is dying in the ICU. I want you, Letharia, to profess your love for Aven to your Father, then you may proceed with the wedding, no execution."
I stood up "Get me out of this dirty dress and I'll go tell my Father, the words he always wanted to hear", I spoke in a solemn sarcastic tone.
"Aven will undress you then, I have an execution to go to, so make it fast", Nero smiled at me.
Nero stood in the corner of the room watching Aven undress me. Aven put his hands on my shoulders "I'll be gentle", he whispered. "It doesn't matter", I whispered back. He pulled my dress off in one go. I looked back at him as he tried to keep his eyes on my face instead of my body. "You can look", I forced those words out of my mouth as I made eye contact with him. Nero smiled then left the room. Aven sat on his bed "There's a dress in my closet, take one, I'll wait outside for you".
As he left for the door I shoved my arrogance aside "Aven".
"Yes, Letharia", he glanced at me.
"Thank you".
He gave me a silent nod as he left the room.
I made sure to dress quickly. "I'm ready", I came out in a shiny dress covered with jewels, I held Aven's hand. Aven's father followed us to the Medical wing, I was ready to cry as soon as we got there. Nero talked to the nurse and escorted me to my Father where I saw tubes up his mouth, and in his nose. "Father", I whispered. His eyes opened "Daddy". The defeat in his eyes killed my soul. He tried to speak but I could see the pain in his eyes. "Listen...", my voice cracked. "Daddy I love you, but I love Aven too, I intend to marry him".
I saw the disappointment in my Father's eyes, he then focused on someone behind me. Nero pushed me aside and looked into my Father's eyes "You've lost Adonis, You've lost your wife to me, you've lost your dignity to me and now your daughter, now all you can do is die".My Father struggled while he looked me in the eyes as the nurse sedated him. I started to cry not noticing I was Already in Aven's arms.
Nero looked at Aven smiling "You can have your wedding, but I will still hold one execution, Aven escort her to the gallows, we'll have your wedding after".
"This is not what we agreed upon, Father", Aven spoke.
"Oh, Hush Boy! Be grateful for what I just gave you."
Aven and I were escorted by guards down to the gallows, Aven held my hand for the camera, I looked away from him the entire time. Aven looked at me "I'm going to kiss you, that's one thing I'm not letting you decide on". He gave me a passionate kiss in front of the camera.
The crowd cheered. As soon as his lips parted I made a sound, faint, but his eyes widened.
"You moaned", he whispered.
"How interesting...."
His parents walked in front of us without saying a word. We arrived at a spot diagonal from the gallows and Aven grabbed my hands to sit on a wooden throne next to him to watch my brother's execution and that poor man.
I saw Sir Hethway's children and his poor wife, waiting anxiously, we all took a seat. Awaiting, Aven's commands. Finally, after 35 minutes the guards made their way. Aven stood up "Silence!" He struck fear into the crowd as they closed their mouths and watched quietly.
Jessi...I finally see him. I wanted to scream, cry, and run away and grab him but I couldn't. I felt that Aven had lied to me, I hated him twice as more. I saw Sir Hethway, wearing rags, looking as beaten as Jessi was. Hethway fell in front of the guards and cried out" Please! I'm begging ya' Armstrong, let me go! My wife's right there! Prince Aven?! Prince Aven?! Forgive me, that girl next to you is crazy! My lord...please".
The guard who looked away, Armstrong, pushed Hethway onto the wooden stage and stuck his head right through the hole, resting on wood.
Jessi stared at Aven with such hatred.
The head guard stood then yelled "Men! On the count of three, behead them. One...., Two...., Thr-
"Stop!"
Everyone gasped. I thought I heard Zane but I turn over to see Former King Nero.
It was too late, I heard a head roll. I couldn't look, but I did. I heard a Woman scream after. Hethway's head was cut clean off his body but a second later and that knife would have killed Jessi.
"Father, what is the meaning for this, you were supposed to cancel both executions."
Nero ignored his son "Jessi Vulpine, hear my words, and hear them clearly, my son will no longer rule on this day, if you agree to become my Royal servant. If so, I will free you from your fate and make you a part of a better one."
Jessi stared down.
"Well...."
King Nero's voice echoed.
Jessi spoke, "I accept".
Glancing at Aven, she sighed and leaned back against the bed's headrest. "I'm awake."Aven's lips found her forehead, a tender gesture that conveyed both understanding and affection. "I know. I've been finding sleep elusive as well. Ezekiel, on the other hand, is peacefully asleep."Letharia managed a light chuckle amidst her apprehension.Aven's smile was inviting. "Let's practice our dance. It might tire us out enough to find some rest. Plus, rehearsing our roles might help ease our minds."Letharia's kiss on his cheek was a mixture of gratitude and vulnerability. "I'd love that. I'm just so afraid I'll mess up."As the moonlight filtered through the windows, Aven and Letharia stepped into the grand ballroom. Its opulent walls seemed to hold the weight of centuries of celebrations, now standing as silent witnesses to the forthcoming event. The room felt both intimate and imposing, a space where their dance would unfold under the watchful eyes of history.With each step, the tension
In the dimly lit bathroom, Aven's haunted gaze stared at his trembling hands. His nightmare had yanked him back into the past, to the vivid memory of his mother's execution. The anguish was a blade through his heart, a pain he could never truly escape. He missed her with an intensity that weighed heavily on his soul regret gnawing at him like a relentless predator. He wished he could have done more to save her, to shield her from the cruel fate his father had orchestrated.The room seemed to close in around him, memories of his mother's laughter, her comforting touch, and the warmth of her embrace flooding his mind. The weight of his responsibilities and the gravity of his actions pressed upon him. He had grown so much since then, but the scars ran deep.As the minutes ticked by, the silence was shattered by a soft creak from the door. Ezekiel, perceptive as ever, had awoken to his turmoil. The young boy shuffled into the room, his eyes wide with concern. “Aven?” he whispered tentativ
Aven's voice carried a hint of trepidation as he spoke, "I can't help but dread tomorrow."Letharia, engrossed in brushing her hair, glanced at Aven's reflection in the mirror, "Why's that?"A sigh escaped Aven, "We'll be meeting other royals from different countries. And after the ball, Claytis and I are scheduled to talk."Pausing briefly, Aven continued, "Besides, there's the matter of our ballroom dance practice. Tradition dictates I dance with Valerine, and then it's our turn. We'll go over the schedule soon."Letharia's own sigh expressed weariness, "All this for tradition and preventing wars, it's rather dreadful."A soft chuckle escaped Aven, "I find enjoyment in it. And I have a feeling you might too."Letharia's gaze held awe, "You chuckled!"Aven's chuckle evolved into a laugh, "Is that so surprising?"Letharia's smile faded slightly, "I thought the curse was broken."Aven's smile dimmed, "Oh, my love. The curse allows me to experience joy, even laughter, but it still shiel
Valerine sat at the table, her mind swirling with thoughts and emotions. Aven, ever patient, sat by her side, his presence a comforting anchor in the storm of her thoughts. After a prolonged silence, she glanced at Aven with a hint of concern in her eyes."I smell a curse, Aven," Valerine said, her voice tinged with unease.Aven chuckled lightly, trying to ease the tension. "Perhaps, I thought--""You thought only Zane and Arlin could smell curses, huh?" Valerine interrupted, her tone slightly teasing.She continued, her frustration evident. "I am furious at your father for thinking he can leave me here all night. Lucky you. Get him back here right now, and I won't say a word. You have my promise."Aven shook his head, acknowledging her anger, but he held a hint of defiance in his gaze. Before he left, he glanced back at her, his expression serious yet resolute. "I truly don't care if he finds out or not. An angry father is better than an
Nero hurried through the palace corridors, his mind filled with worry and curiosity. The mention of a woman claiming to be related to Letra from the Valley of the Fools stirred something within him. The Valley was known for its enigmatic residents, renowned for their mystical abilities and peculiar way of life.As he reached the palace’s grand entrance, Nero spotted his trusted advisor, Lucius, waiting by the gates. Lucius, a middle-aged man with graying hair and a sharp intellect, greeted Nero with a respectful bow.“My Lord, I received word of the woman claiming to be from the Valley of the Fools,” Lucius began. “Shall I arrange for her to be brought before you?”Nero nodded, his expression serious. “Yes, Lucius. Bring her to my study immediately. I want to learn more about her and her connection to Letra.”Lucius departed swiftly to fulfill his orders, leaving Nero to ponder the implications of this unexpected visitor. Letra, his late wife and
Nero had stared at Valerine as she had come back from New Germany. Nero hadn't dare left his throne to greet her. Valerine had bowed after the gates had opened. “Take off your hood”, Nero demanded. Valerie gave Nero a look of confusion “Absolutely Not my lord.”Council Member Arlin’s booming voice echoed “Valerie Previs as of now we have come to the decision that you are no longer a member of the RMC.”A look of shock had completely taken over her face.“You deserve a promotion, Valerine, spending your life on the council isn't fit for a Queen”, Nero spoke as he stood up off his throne. Nero approached Valerine and kneeled as he pulled something out of his back pocket, a beautiful golden sapphire ring “Valerine Diane Previs...She took off her hood and gasped with her hand over her mouth.“But my lord...”, she spoke“Will you marry me?”, Nero asked.Valerine hesitates to look at Council Member Alin for answers “The Gods for once in a lifeti
Aven woke up with Ezekiel by his side as he was too scared to sleep alone but didn’t show it. He had gripped on to Letharia’s nightdress as if he were having a nightmare. Aven patted Ezekiel on the back to wake him up gently “Ezekiel”, Aven whispered.Ezekiel had finally looked up at Aven “Come with me”, Aven spoke.Ezekiel gently scooted towards Aven’s side of the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed, lifting his arms up. Aven kneeled on one knee waiting for Ezekiel to get on his back. Ezekiel climbed on his back. Aven walked quietly around his room, he headed towards huge windows towards the back of his room. He gently went under a curtain and opened four latched on the windows that made the windows look like a set of doors. He pushed the windows open and walked onto a hidden balcony.He gently closed the windows behind him making sure not to wake Letharia.“Have you eaten well?”, Aven asked.“Yeah”, Ezekiel rubbed his eyes as he stared at the sunrise.“I’ve never seen a sunrise like
“Lying there won’t help, Aven”, Zane lay against the cell walls.“What else can I do, huh?!”, Aven yelled, kicking the bars on the prison door.Zane scoffed “I’m guessing you aren’t paralyzed anymore.”Aven started to cry out of frustration “Fuck… Fuck man.”Zane sighed “Listen to me, whatever Nero says, don’t comply even if it costs me my life.”Aven pushed himself on the cold concrete as both hands were tied behind his back. Aven attempted to calm himself down “He’s raping my wife and all I can do is rot in a prison cell.”Zane tilted his head downwards “Letra’s daughter, she’s a good woman. She is strong, but in her current mental state… it is unpredictable to know how she’ll act afterwards.”“It’s my fault, Zane, and I intend to pay the consequences, but not with your life. Letharia was willing to die to tend to your wounds. I won’t let you wither away so easily… let me do one good thing before I sell my soul to Hades”, Aven sighed.“Aven, I have no one to live for. The only woman
“You came to see me," Letharia spoke unemotional.“I have”, King Nero spoke.“I have a child to take care of, make it quick”, she spoke in a somber tone as if she had given up on life.“He offered you to me, only for tonight”, Nero took off his shirt cuffs. Letharia finally laid eyes upon him. Nero kept the rest of his clothes on. Letharia smiled “I don’t buy it.”Nero had unclipped his satin cape. Under it, he had worn a white button up shirt and black dress pants.“I want you to listen to me”, he kneeled at her bedside.She looked at him drained, with dark bangs underneath her eyes “Yes, Nero.”“I swear on my honor… the little honor you think I have left, I won’t harm your adopted son.”“Were you going to? , Letharia asked.Nero touched his stubble as if he were stroking a beard “Yes. You wouldn’t understand the rage I felt when I saw that notarized document. As leading monarch, I will get in trouble with the council for this. I was going to kill that child in the throne room, but