MasukKing VulcanI pause at the door, not wanting to leave her but knowing I need to deal with some issues. My dragon is missing her as much as I am but he knows this is something I must take care of, and now. The rage as I make my way through the corridors going towards the servants quarters where I had put Morgana. Spotting Jayda the head maid I stopped her to ask what room they had assigned to the witch. Her eyes go wide and she starts to shake.“Your majesty, she insisted that she was to be put on your floor. She went as far as to claim she was your mistress and would have us punished if we tried to stop her, and well with you away we had no way to know if she was lying” I pinch the bridge of my nose as a headache threatens to explode in the front of my brain as my fury trickles from me.“Jayda, in future I would like to make it clear that Queen Emerald is to be the only female on my floor. She is the only one to have any kind of say in this castle, ok?” She nods rapidly, “Ok, what roo
Princess Emerald Flying the rest of the way is nice, I watch the change in the landscapes and the difference in the air as we climb higher. The heat as we reach Ignis mountain is stifling, almost suffocating. The land looks barren, and heat scorched I notice as the castle comes into view. There are a lot of people going about their day, they stop and point, running towards the castle probably looking to see who is arriving. We land on the open ground in front of the castle, Vulcan shifts back as soon as I climb down from his back. Pulling me to him he leans in and whispers to me to stay close to him, he doesn't need to ask me twice. I notice a beautiful female standing at the doorway to the castle. Her long, black curls are down her back. She watches me, it sends a chill down my back having her eyes examining me. Ember growls in my mind, not liking this female. She walks towards us, she completely ignores me and goes to my mate, a seductive smile on her face.“Vulcan, I have missed
King VulcanShe stands looking like she has been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. She is hiding something from me. I can feel it but she is worried about telling me. I decided not to push her on it, I can let it go for now. She visibly relaxes before I have even said anything, well anything out loud. She stiffens, but refuses to make eye contact with me.Interesting, I think just as the sound of Bjorn, Harad and Malaki return with a stag over Malaki’s shoulder. I feel her watching me but decide to allow her to, offering her my hand I feel pride when she takes it without any hesitation at all. She is quiet as we sit and eat around the fire, she looks tired but sits listening to my men and their stories about our land. She has the most beautiful laugh, and looks so carefree asking my men questions about our land. I can’t help notice she has slipped the golden hair clasp back in her hair. She is a little mystery to me and I can’t wait to get to know her.‘We must remember to prot
Princess EmeraldWe arrived at the dining hall within ten minutes, I haven’t been able to look Vulcan in the eye. He just took my hand and kept smirking down at me as he strode towards the hall. His thoughts were loud and my face just kept that red heat from hearing his thoughts on what he was going to do to me. He spots the table where everyone is already seated and heads over. I try to sit in the seat to his right but he pulls me on to his lap. Sliding my clip back into my hair, needing some silence so I can face my parents. Saint sits with a face like thunder as he watches Vulcan holding me, not that it was against my will, no I was more than happy to be sitting on this God like man’s knee. “Emerald!” I am pulled out of my inner thoughts by my mother, who had been speaking to me. “Sorry, Mama, what was that?” She smirks at me, that knowing smile most at the table seem to have. I feel my cheeks starting to heat up again.“I was asking if you are looking forward to flying?” she as
King VulcanI can’t sleep. The anxiety of her changing her mind has me tossing and turning for hours. Pyrrus seems to be quite happy with her promise, he keeps telling me to have faith in our mate. I keep playing over and over how she managed to calm my Dragon, no fear, no panic just well I am not sure what. There is a knock at the door, opening it Bjorn stands with a lazy smile on his face. He reeks of sex “You stink, get a shower I do not want my Queen smelling you” He chuckles, irritation rises as he places a dirty hand on my shoulder.“Vulcan, I was just checking in to see if I have time. I have never seen you so uptight over a female” He laughs, what the fuck dose that mean? ‘Is he insulting our Queen?’ I frown, my dragon has a point, is he?“And what the fuck dose that mean, do you have a problem with your Queen?” I snarl at him, my aura exploding from me as my dragon's rage mixes with my own. Bjorn steps back his hands up in surrender, he looks pale in the face.“No, of course
Princess EmeraldI knew she would grill him but I am mortified at her asking about other women. He handles her quite well, never once getting offended or upset. I actually think he likes her, his men seemed to think it was funny, him only wanting me and honestly I wish I could have heard his thoughts on that subject. “Would you like to go for a walk in the garden, Princess?” King Vulcan asks, pulling me from my inner thoughts. I smiled at him.“That would be lovely, King Vulcan” He frowns, then smiles.“I think Vulcan is fine” I feel that heat creeping up my neck and face, I look away “Princess,” I look back having regained control of myself. He offers me his arm again, I take it and allow him to lead the way. The moon is high tonight, the garden is bathed in its beautiful light. My mothers sunflowers are looking up to the moon as if for the moon Goddess herself. I slip my hair clip back out of my hair. I feel the ruch of my powers being returned to me and stumble. Vulcan catches me







