LOGINAlcina is considered as a spare to the heir in the house of Clair - largely disregarded and now, bartered off in a political marriage to the most infamously monstrous man: Brendan, Lord of House Warner, whom they call the shadowed beast. Brendan is reviled and feared and worshipped from a young age for his terrifying powers, He has no interest in the war for the throne. But when he meets and falls in love with his new intended, he thinks: he would climb the bloodied stairs to claim the accursed throne if only to crown Alcina as the rightful queen. Lord Brendan sees something worthy in Alcina, who has only ever been treated as the spare to be discarded Because she didn’t possess any gift. When everybody looked down on Alcina, He stood beside her. The Feeling he had for Alcina can be said as a Relentless, terrifying devotion. What made this infamously monstrous man choose her, to stand by her side against all world? Will Alcina’s ability ever be manifests and come to light?..., Will he fight the war for her? Will he be able to give her the throne? the rest of the world, too, will come to see. Let's read and find the answers…
View MoreDearest husband:Is it not strange that it has been nearly a year since we were wed, and yet I still cannot seem to tire of using that word? I miss you terribly so, my husband. I know that our separation is necessary because of our situation, but I cannot stop the heavy sighs in my heart or the "lovelorn" look in my eyes, as the chambermaids tease me.I would write you many pages if I could put my feelings into words, but that has always been my brother's talent, not mine. All I can say with my simple words is that I miss you and my heart longs for you every day.Alcina sets the pen down with another longing sigh, hand pressing against the letters she's just penned as though she might be able to feel Brandon's hand, imagining the expression on her husband's face when he opens Alcina's most recent correspondence.Absolutely terrible, Darla—who, much to Alcina's annoyed frown, is allowed at the front lines and so gets to be with Alcina's husband in person—had sent her a letter last mo
“So the mongrels have forgotten their places,” Lord Johnson says with a harsh laugh. “We should have put them down when we had the chance.” He had never quite gotten over the dismay at having been forced to retreat from their siege in the Heartlands.“Don’t be stupid,” his brother snaps. There’s an irritation lining his words that makes his tone more tightly wound than its usual drawl. “It would have been madness to try to defeat a dragon unprepared.”“Better to have crippled them then, than to have let it get to this,” Lord Johnson grits.Before them, on the massive oak table, sits a crumpled, heavy fabric of crimson red.The flag of House Warner, staked inelegantly into the graveyard that had been left behind by a village in the Southern Terraces.The village to which Duke Albrecht had sent his Death Riders to carry out his execution, not an hour after Nyles brought him the news of Stella Lockwood’s insolent betrayal.Albrecht hadn’t been expecting House Warner to move. Not so soon,
Within days, the castle of the Western Plains has shifted into full preparations for the upcoming war.Though the Red Throne has yet to issue an official response to House Warner’s defiance to protect the small village in the Southern Terraces, it is now but a matter of time before the inevitable: war.There is no more room for doubt, or perhaps not. War is the only certain thing, now, in uncertain times, and they would be fools to wait for the official cry of a battle horn to make their move.The unmatched military might of the Western Plains rises, now, to its singular purpose: to fight and to win.Even the refugees - those villagers that Albrecht had sentenced to execution as retribution for Stella’s defection, who had then been granted shelter in the Western Plains following their rescue - have joined the effort.Though some have found employment in civilian roles around the kingdom, there are a substantial number who have instead chosen to aid in the war efforts directly.Blacksm
That afternoon, Alcina takes off for the Heartlands with Perseus to inform her family of House Warners’s decision, while Brandon remains behind to see Percy and Darla off.When Brandon makes his intentions known to the soon-departing lords of the Ranges, there’s hardly a pause before Percy shrugs.“Very well, then.”Brandon raises a brow. “Is that all?”Darla grins, razor-sharp and vicious. “I’ve wanted to gut those pathetic vermin for a while now,” she says as she stretches her neck, languid and incredibly dangerous.Conversational. “Ever since they reared their stupid heads and tried to act like lions instead of the prey that they are.”Ever since they managed to escape unscathed from the massacre of the wedding at the Heartlands, Darla’s been unsettled. Like a shark that smelt blood in the water, only to have lost its prey.Darla has the kind of bloodlust that won’t settle until she’s standing above the carcasses of her chosen prey.Percy merely smiles, as warm as an indulgent love
“And where were you, when this intruder managed to slip past our defenses?” Brandon drawls.“Sinking the edge of my blade into his stomach, my lord,” Lincoln replies.They share a grim smile.“I only regret that I could not do so sooner, before he had killed the serving girl,” Lincoln sighs. At tha
Alcina catches Nordin's eye from across the room, and though her brothers are unable to extricate themselves from the political small talk they are caught in, they send her a warm smile nonetheless.She beams back, and something in Nordin's smile softens, ever so slightly, at the sight of the sheer
Stella still wakes up in a cold sweat, sometimes. Or All the time.She’s never had the luxury of a soft bed beneath her to fall asleep to; has never had an entire bedroom to herself, never had working heating to keep her warm through the nights. She’s only ever known the harsh realities of slumber
While all palaces have some manner of architectural aspects in common - that of ornate finery and opulence - each kingdom's castle has been known to bear its own unique markers to distinguish it from the others.The Heartlands, for instance, had been crafted in the singular image of grace and grand
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