-HIM-
My eyes trail down her face and rest on her lips. They look so tempting to me. I want to taste them. I want to claim them. I have waited for this for so long. I am running out of patience. Rey is fighting for control inside me. He wants to be with her for some moments. Since he marked her wolf, he feels the connection.
-HER-“Does Arles know about it?” I ask him. He shakes his head, too engrossed into the book of witches that I found for him.“But why? This can help-“
-HIM-“Did you see any advancement from Ishtar’s side?” I ask Lyco Suilius and Haestus who’ve been keeping tracks on her. Ishtar has been moving hell and heaven to get back at me lately. She wants to hurt my Nefret. The good thing is Nefret is with me now, safe but this is not stopping her.
-HER-I storm to my room, feeling embarrassed and humiliated. He took me to his room while I was sleeping. Vesta is quite happy inside me. Ughhhh, I am so angry. I want to burn things. I want to destroy something.I bathe and get dressed for the day. When I step out of the bathroom, the bre
-HIM-“What did she do this time?” I ask Euclio, my general. I and all my ministers are present in the courtroom. Currently, we’re discussing Ishtar’s advancement. She tried to enter Zaeris again last night but failed miserably.“She tried to break the high wal
-HER-I wake up with a start when I feel a searing pain on my neck. It’s burning me from inside, making me want to claw the skin out of the place. I groan when the pain increases when I try to move.My eyes flutter open. My vision is blurry. I blink a couple of times be
-HER-I feel a new found confidence and power filling me as I sit up straight and tip my chin high. Vesta is taking charge. She is doing what she always wanted to do.“I am willing,” I tell him sternly while looking him in the eye.
-HER-What did I do?What did I get myself into? I wasn’t supposed to do it. I swore to him that I’ll never be his queen yet I wore the crown myself. I swore to be the queen of Zaeris, his companion in ruling this huge kingdom. What was I thinking? Why didn’t I stop myself
HER-I lie in the darkness by his side. After I cried in his arms, we retired to bed. He seems to be fast asleep beside me. One of his strong and heavy arms is draped around my waist as if to make sure I am by his side. I am lying on my side while his front is pressed against my back. His nose is buried in my hair.