The Father and daughter duo went back into the sitting room and saw the man sitting there quietly. His eyes lit up immediately when he saw her.
" Mr Castiel, your daughter passed my test. Throughout Blueshead, she is the only successful one. I'm the head of security and hunters in RedShire and personally came to handpick the best. To my surprise, she's the only one. Congratulations to you both."
" Thank you so much!" Her father bowed before turning to look at her. He embraced her tightly, " you always make me proud Minerva, always."
While embracing her father, her eyes didn't leave the man who was doing the same. A small blush crept onto her cheeks and she buried her face in her father's embrace.
" Ahem! I would leave you two to talk, we're leaving tomorrow at first light. I have spent quite a lot of time waiting for you to come back from hunting and that added to your score, bringing home a deer big as that is something." The man then walks out of the house with a smile on his face while looking at her.
When the man was out of their small house, Castiel looked at his daughter who was smiling and asked, " don't tell me you like that man. You just met Minerva." It wasn't bad to love someone but not so quick.
Castiel wasn't against his daughter falling in love with any man or standard but he must not indulge in evil. That was the only criteria.
" Father! I just like him. He would be my personal teacher too and I can't help falling for him if he shows up every time except if he is married." Minerva grinned and lowered her head sheepishly like a little girl caught doing something bad.
" It's your choice but you must not forget the home you came from, our discipline and integrity. Your dream still remains, I'll send letters often." He said and gave her a sweet smile but that ended the next moment when an arrow from nowhere suddenly shot out from her father's chest.
" Father!" She screamed but he pushed her away so far her back hit the wall.
" Run away Minerva, find the man quickly." He said with so much pain and regret in his eyes.
" No, I can't leave you. Father!" She yelled when he suddenly disappeared from her sight and she ran out of the house.
The man was nowhere to be found. Before she could fathom what to do next, their small house was suddenly engulfed in fire.
Minerva looked behind in shock as the boom sound had sent her flying backwards. Not only were their houses on fire, other houses also and wailings of people and children filled the air.
Horseshoes' footfall vibrated on the ground and the unsheathing of swords became loud and piercing. Minerva was unable to stand for a long seconds, trying to process what was happening when she heard a gruff voice.
" Take this one, she looks fresh!" One of the men on horseback yelled and laughed like a maniac.
A pull on her leg made her turn, her other leg hit the man pulling her and he fell to the ground with a thud.
A sharp blow landed on his face followed by a series of others. Minerva's strength increased immeasurably and the other man on horseback jumped down with a club in his hand..
Swiftly dodging the heavy maze, Minerva kicked his leg, twisting it with her both toes and the man lost his balance.
" You slut!" The man shouted and kept pressing the sharp dagger forward while Minerva did her best trying to push the sharp edge towards the man.
The sharp dagger was a few inches away from her eyes when the man suddenly rolled away from her. She screamed upon seeing the man from RedShire squatting beside her with a bemused expression on his face.
" I've been looking for you. What happened here?" He asked and raised her up while another man kept beating up the man with a dagger. Due to his height, Minerva could tell he was from RedShire.
The man tipped his chin towards the other man lying beside her with a knowing look on his face. " You're even stronger to beat up men. Where's your father?" He asked and all the pictures came back, filling her head again as hot tears pooled out of her eyes.
" My…my father, he was shot…the house suddenly caught up in fire." Her voice broke as she tried to absorb the fact her father was gone in just one night.
" Vincent, we've to leave here now. These men are pirates, they've killed everyone." One of the men said and the man earlier who was called Vincent looked at Minerva who was sobbing on the ground.
Why was her father shot? He was inside the house but the arrow came from behind her as if the person was inside the house with them and then her father disappeared before she could process everything. The house suddenly caught fire, burning every trace of him.
" Have there been wars or anything like this in the past?" Vincent asked.
Minerva shook her head in reply. She was absolutely lost and half dead.
" Take your men away from here, I'll be right behind you." He ordered his men.
" No! We aren't leaving you here, it's not safe…"
Vincent glared at the man who hesitated before nodding. His master was strong to take care of himself.
" Let's go." The man ordered before walking away with his men.
" Should we go look for him?" Vincent's question made her look at him with groggy eyes and she managed to sit up.
" Let's search around, maybe we might find something." He then helped her up.
For some time, Vincent regretted leaving the small family. Nothing happened when he was with them but soon after he was out, the war broke out, starting from the very house he came out of.
" Percy!"
The dog was in a miserable state as it stared at her. It's hand was broken.
Minerva was about to move towards the dog but Vincent's strong grip on her shoulder stopped her.
" What are you doing, it's my dog!" Minerva screamed at him and Vincent released her.
Minerva was surprised by herself and wanted to apologize but he had said hunters don't apologize so she hurried towards the dog who was whimpering.
" Percy, I will get you out of this," she said and started removing the animal trap from the dog's foreleg.
She successfully removed the iron when a huge net suddenly picked her up along with her dog.
" Take her away." She heard th
at familiar voice and her eyes went wide in surprise upon noticing who was standing below and her jaw dropped.
" Vincent."
Minerva dashed towards the corridor leading to the entrance of the castle with Vincent on her heels. She had completely forgotten about the dragons. Not only that, she tends to forget many things after joining the hunters' academy. She pulled the belt of the robe tightly around her body as a cool breeze from the open large French windows filled the corridor. Just as she reached the wide staircase joining all the corridors together, Minerva nearly ran into Riona, who was also rushing to see the commotion outside. Vincent came to her side and took a good look around and saw that everyone was running around frantically. The maidservants, nobles, and even his grandparents. Now he began to wonder if the dragons were here because of Minerva. His eyes fell on Riona, who was now staring at him, so he walked towards her. On the other hand, Dalton found Minerva beneath the staircase. “You heard it right? The dragons. "There are about twenty of them outside the castle,” he said and pointed to
Roseline paled instantly as she stared dumbstruck at her grandson, Vincent. She immediately recovered from the shock and put on her royal face mask on. “How much did you hear?” She asked. Her throat bobbing up and down as she swallowed nervously. Her heart couldn't stop beating fast and she was so sure Vincent could heart it.He smirked. “Enough to let me know that you don't have good intents for her,” he replied with a stern expression. Vincent drag his fingers in his hair as she glared at his grandmother. “I can't believe you,” he growled and stormed into the room where his grandfather was quiet. “Both of you! Is this what you want for me?” He asked. “This is what your father had always wanted for you. You've to let the people know that you're superior to them,” Roseline said calmly. She moved to stand in front of Vincent, holding his hand like the caring grandmother she is. “By making Riona your concubine would prove that point,” she added. Expectations gleaming in her eyes as she
Warm rays of the morning sun sipped through the window into Minerva's room, brightening every corner of it. On the bed laid Minerva and Vincent, tangled up inside the quilt. He cuddled her so well in his arms as a faint smile played on his lips. Last night was a night he won't forget. Pleasuring a woman. A woman he fell in love with. Vincent had believed love at first sight were nonsensical ideologies. Being entwined in one, he knew that the earth is vast and so are lots of things that can become possible. ‘knock knock’ Someone knocked on the door and gently pushed in. Vlad appeared behind the door and bowed. “Good morning, your highness.”“Rise. Is everything in order?” Vincent asked, already in his King mask. Minerva still snuggled in his arms. Vlad waved his hands in response to what Vincent just said. “Everything is in place my Lord. I would like to have a word with you before I let her leave with you,” he added and turned back to the anteroom. Vincent appeared inside the ant
Vincent returned to the physician's quarter with a servant on his trail as he stepped into Minerva's room. He found her pouting her lips while staring at the ceiling. The sounds of footsteps make her look in the direction of the door, only to find Vincent and a middle aged woman behind him. On her hand was a tray of food, served in different plates and enamels. Her eyes moved back to Vincent and he shrugged.“You should have some food,” he said and carried the only stool inside the room, placing it beside Minerva's bed so he could sit. He was now dressed in black slacks and a white sleeve shirt, which revealed the strong outlines of his masculine body. Her eyes fell to his lips which looked firm and tasty as he sat facing her. Minerva blushed scarlet and crimson. Quietly, she outstretched her hands for the tray of food. Instead, the woman who was wearing a faded blue and brown dress handed it to Vincent. “Thank you Anna,” he says and the woman gives a deep bow before stepping out o
Minerva whimpered when she suddenly felt dizzy and Vincent pulled back. Holding her face gently yet firmly. Her lips were now swollen from his sweet torture on her mouth and her beady eyes stared down at him. She pant heavily. Her heart beat frantically as if she had just run a marathon. Her eyes then moved to the door of the anteroom and a frown settled on her face. Minerva thought she saw someone there from her peripheral vision. Just then, the Physician pushed the door and ambled inside with a tray in his hands. “King Vincent,” the old man bowed before lifting his head. “His royal concubine awaits outside the quarter.” Vlad added before making his way towards the bed. ‘Concubine?’ she thought and bit into her lips, not daring to meet Vincent's eyes which she could feel on her head right now. So he really married the princess. The old physician, who didn't know his name, handed her a ceramic bowl of liquid substance. It was still warm but wouldn't burn. Her eyes met his for the b
All he could see was an unconscious Minerva lying on the broken carriage seat. His eyes turned gold at the thought that she would die. Then he heard it. Approaching footsteps of people. On the ground which was covered with fallen dead leaves was the man Vincent had beheaded. On the headless body's hand was a flute. The man had blown the needle into Minerva's head. At the front was the coachman. Without looking twice, Vincent knew he was dead. An arrow pierced through his heart, pinning him against the carriage body. Fresh blood dripped from the dead man's mouth and chest. When Vincent looked at the men who were marching towards him, he immediately recognized who they were. He could never forget them and neither will he be able to forget this day. They were the same men who killed Minerva's father on that gore day at Blueshead. “Young man, give the girl to us and we'll let you live. It's not a plea, it's a demand,” one of the men who looked huge said between gritting teeth. Impatien
“I wasn't complimenting you,” he replied and Minerva halted on her feet. Turning around, she shot him a deathly glare which was enough to put a smile on Vincent's lips. Minerva stared at him angrily. Now that he has been crowned king of RedShire, Minerva found it hard to retort or rebuke him. Especially in a place as crowded as this. Her thoughts were drawing her consciousness and she didn't realize when Vincent walked to stand at her front. He gripped her chin lightly as if she was a fragile doll and made her look at him. His fingers hot on her skin and the closeness took her breath away. She wanted to pull back but her feet refused to do her biddings. Her lips opened slightly, giving way for air to rush out of her mouth. Vincent was doing something to her that she couldn't fathom. Dalton and the sisters immediately scurried away to give the couple some privacy. “I missed you Minerva,” he whispered closely, enough for her to hear him. Minerva swallowed and was about to respond
The Coronation;The ballroom was decorated with red and black ribbons. From the chandeliers to the pillars, everything was covered with red and black, which was the color of the RedShire emblem. Few people from different kingdoms were invited to witness the crowning of a new king. Victor Gael stood regally in his suit while waiting for his grandson to appear. On his hand was a cushion of estate and on top of it, was a huge gold crown.The Archbishop of the Roman church in RedShire was present. Standing on the platform where the pulpit was before him. Vincent despised the church because of their lying reverend father. The churches were among those responsible for the chaos that took place hundreds of years ago. The poison era. Standing in his full grace, the Archbishop wore his long mantle which had the sign of the cross at both sides and a small red cap on his bald head. Vincent stood before him, glaring at the old man with a scowl on his face. “Sirs, I present unto you King Vincen
Crestfallen Minerva appeared on the balcony where the other students were waiting for her. Her heart constricted each time she thought about Riona becoming Vincent's bride. So that was the lifestyle of royalty. As for Riona, she will not know what hit her when Minerva takes her to heart. Same goes with her mother.“Minerva,” Belle's voice reached her ears and she raised her head to see almost a dozen pairs of eyes staring at her. Belle rushed towards her with a worried expression on her face. Until her fingers touched the red marks on her face, Minerva inhaled sharply as she swallowed the pain. It hurt. “Who did this to you? The Prince?” Belle asked furiously. The mark of someone's hand was staring at her from her friend's face, and she instantly felt riled up. “You won't tell me, I'll go find out for myself.”“Don't!” Minerva grabbed Belle's arms. Looking at the other students who were in support of Belle, curiosity brimming in their eyes and retaliation evident in their stance, si