The next thing I do is celebrate.
“I knew it, I knew it! The psycho was a supernatural after all and a fey for crying out loud.”
I get no response except for an arched eyebrow from the newest fey in town.
“You don’t look too surprised, Minerva,” She smirks, “You were expecting the unexpected all along.” Okay, she responds in words too.
“So you and the king had everyone fooled all this while,” Estella voices out, she then leans in to me and whispers, “Is this one of your glamour stuff too? I had a lot of time to waste at that time but we need to leave here now.”
Estella looks around in haste and grabs my arm but I pull her back.
“This is not a glamour, Estella. If it is then it isn’t mine,” I mutter and look up at the new found fey and the annoying butt of a king.
“You planned all this just to do what… get back at me for not a
I stand beside the open window, staring at the busy city.“It’s funny how I got out of prison and got in to another in a few hours.”“Technically, it wasn’t different prison.”“Yes,” I nod, “But I wasn’t talking to you, Gwendolyn.”I barely turn my face in her direction to sense her looking away.“This is not the time for petty games, Minerva. We have to write all the wrongs that female’s madness brought.”I finally turn to good ole Sebastian, the male that I want to batch into a batch, just like that female.“I think that she is still bringing about other crisis as long as she is alive but we can end it quickly by killing her sorry excuse of a butt,” I suggest, picking up my glass of wine to take a sip from it.Apparently, Sebastian thought it was best to have a meeting about everything that has happened since little miss deceiving fe
“I think that Greyson and I had a fight,” I bite on my lip as Estella closes the door behind her.“What kind of fight?” She asks.“The kind that couples have but we are not a couple,” I say and suddenly realize something, “I think he may have taken us as a couple.”“Is it a good or bad thing, because you have a mate who is the king and he can decide to kill him if he finds out.”“Sebastian is old news. We are talking about Greyson here. The one I tried to lure-”“Don’t tell me that you tried to seduce him,” She laughs.“It was the only way to get his mind off things and it almost worked,” I shake my head and she narrows her eyes at me.“So you did seduce him?”“Seduce who?”The door opens and Sebastian stands with his hand on the knob and an intense glare in his eyes.“I really need t
I don’t move, it try not to anyways. She sits in front of me and I can’t do anything that will make her have a dislike for me.Her long fingers wrap around the glass as she takes it to her lips while her brown eyes watch me intensely.“Do you like the orange juice?”She doesn’t respond, she just continues to stare.“Does that mean you like it?”I begin to fiddle in the spot and I watch her swirl the remaining drink in the glass. What I mean is that she swirls the glass, only for a second before she drops it down and a smile slowly forms on her lips.“Silence means anything the requester wants it to be in Mifrenglish.”At her words, I laugh, pulling back the chair to sit beside her.“You know about Mifrenglish? How is that possible, I haven’t exposed it to the public.”She shrugs and takes the glass to her lips again, “I am not the public.”
I sit on my bed with a huge book on my lap titled, ‘Torture Statics’. The book interests me and I begin to get excited, waiting on when it’s time to torture her- the little deceiving cunt. I just can’t wait anymore.The door opens suddenly and Gwen stands before me with her hand still on the knob. “We need to talk now.”I glare at her.“Can’t you read the sign on the door. It says no unexpected visits and knock before you enter.”She looks at the white paper I pasted on the door and after a few minutes, she closes the door behind her.“I don’t care if you lock the door or not. Sebastian has a spare key for every door here.”“I locked it with magic,” I narrow my eyes at her, ignoring her mockery tone, “Now get out. I don’t want to talk to you.”I look back at the book in my hands and she stomps over to me, snatches the book and throws it
Torture is happiness. Torture is life. Life can’t do without it and-“What are you doing?”I pause and peel my eyes open to see Gwen staring at me in confusion. I stop my act, dropping my harmonized fingers down but my ankles still across each other.“I’m mediating. What do you think I’m doing?” Suckling in a breath, I break out of my position. I mean that I stand up.“Today is my turn to torture the nitwit and I still can’t decide what way I wanna do it. I barely had any rest yesterday because everyone wanted to talk to me. It was so annoying.”“But you’re ready right, because it’s almost time.”“I’ll be ready. Just go and leave me to my meditation and don’t let anyone come in here.”She nods vigorously, “I promise not to do that- I mean to do that.”She corrects herself when I give her an odd look, making her
He waits for me to bite on the steak and once I do so, I hum as the taste explodes in my mouth.“It’s actually very good. Did you make this?”“For the only woman I have yet to please, yes. I did.” He winks.I take another bite till my plate is empty and then I look sheepishly at his full plate.“Are you going to eat that?”He pushes it to my direction. “It’s all yours.”“Thank goodness.” I laugh and pour the contents into my own plate before I give him back.“You really do like my cooking.”“Yes, this is coming from a girl that doesn’t know how to prepare a delicate meal.”“Come on, I’m sure your food is great.”“No, my meals are horrible. I grew up in a pack full of wolves. Of course, I learnt from the bad cooks. I didn’t pay much attention anyway.”“I’m sure
*Author’s Point Of View*The cold water rushes down her body in a frenzy, creating a pool of red water. The only thing making it red is her blood. Her eyes remains transfixed on the wall and her lips as pale as ever, with her body huddled in her tight arms. The once pointy ears long gone to her normal ones.Sebastian found Minerva like this a few minutes ago and when he tried to touch her, she would flinch away as if she has been shocked. He tries to get her out of the bathtub but she ends up wailing like a kid.The only thing he can do is to is turn off the shower and call her sister.When Asteria comes into the bathroom, she gasps at the sight she sees. Minerva in a pool of blood as she stares at Asteria with dull eyes.“How did she get in here?”“I don’t know.” Sebastian holds the door open, also staring at Minerva who doesn’t take a glance at his direction. “I found her here in my bathroom
“Did you do the test I ask for?”The doctor tries to catch up to his long strides. “Yes, it wasn’t an easy task but due to our advanced technology we were able to make it work.”Sebastian grabs the document from her hands and take a glance through it.“It’s your child, my king.”His steps doesn’t falter as he hands it over to her. “How is she?”“Stable. Her neck has been patched up and her vitals are good but…”“But what?” He insists.“She doesn’t seem to be speaking or reacting to anything we do. Sometimes her eyes follows us everywhere and sometimes she just stares at the wall… motionless.”“Thank you for your time.” Sebastian grunts. He open the door to his room and walks in, closing the door in her face.She stands there for some seconds as she holds the documents to her chest and sque