A couple of minutes pass before a voice calls out, “Next! Who’s next?!”
“It is Hera of the Liddicoat Kingdom,” I answer.
“You plan to become a citizen here?” A young man asks with suspicion in his eyes. “Tired of all the vampires there?”
“Yes, and maybe,” I answer.
“What kind of spell do you use?”
“Mostly elemental spells. Potions.”
“How about combat?”
“Not much.”
“What do you mean by ‘not much’? You’re not even carrying any magical weapons!” The guy rolls his eyes and takes notes down on his sheet of paper. “I will let you join, but are you really sure? It will be a crazy competition,” he warns. “You know how popular the Lycan king is. Most female mages want to be the new Luna.”
I nod, perfectly knowing how popular Gideon is. He is so popular, in fact, that he will cheat on a wife who’s done nothing but love and serve him.
“That’s why there is competition, right? To decide who deserves him.”
The man behind the table snickers, “Well, that is, if he will ever be at home for the new Luna.”
I frown. “What do you mean?”
Gideon is a lazy man. He enjoys staying at home and drowning himself in all kinds of luxury and pleasure. The only thing he really ever loved, that is productive, is combat. He said it keeps him fit.
The man leans forward and says with a sly grin, “Well, you are from Liddicoat, so you still don’t know, but the Lycan king has been traveling for the past two years to search for his Lost Luna. You know, that plain-looking woman with massive magic and insane, god-like skills.”
“What woman?” I ask, pretending not to know.
“Luna Serra Lore-Dunkerson. Although, she’s Mage Serra now if she’s still alive. You might have difficulty earning the Lycan king’s love if he is still searching for his Lost Luna.”
“Oh,” I mutter. Thankfully, my glamour is of a different woman.
The other man on the table nudges him. “Stop that. You know how crazy the Lycan king gets when that mage becomes the topic.” He shifts his attention to me and warns, “He doesn’t believe that she’s dead so she’s looking for her. So, you be careful about discussing that too. Mage Serra is currently a hero in this kingdom. The Lycan king insisted on that.”
My frown deepens. Caius never told me about it. Besides, he is supposed to tell me everything about the Dunkerson kingdom! He left out this massive information from me!
And so, once I confirm that I am registered, I make my way toward the inn. There are a couple of inns in the town, but I know exactly where he is. The tiny crystal he gives me is a pair. He has one as well. It’s so we can communicate with each other anytime, including finding each other wherever we are.
I enter the inn and climb up the stairs. When I reach Caius’ room, I grab the doorknob and push it open. My lips turn up at the sight. Caius lies naked on top of the bed. He looks like some kind of ancient warrior god, both very handsome and muscular. And between his legs is the female server in the restaurant, her head bobbing up and down as she sucks on him.
The naked woman looks at me and shrieks. Caius props his arm up and looks at me. He sighs as he watches the woman hide her naked self. She frantically puts on clothes while pulling a blanket around her body.
“What are you doing here?” he asks.
“Ask your lover to leave the room,” I say. “We need to talk.”
“Can you please wait?” He points at his erect manhood and adds, “I am still enjoying myself.”
“No.”
Caius groans. He runs his fingers through his blonde hair and shifts his attention to the young woman. “Lydia, I am sorry, but you need to leave. I will find you tonight, then we can continue.”
The woman named Lydia nods, and she moves toward the door. Once it’s closed again, I activate my magic and create a sound barrier. That way, none of our conversations will get out of the room.
On the other hand, Caius gets up from the bed and takes his clothes. “What is this about, Serra?” he asks, annoyed. “You know exactly what I am to do when I invited that woman. I’ve told you multiple times to find lovers while we are traveling. That way you won’t disturb my fun times.”
I snort. “You forgot to mention that Gideon’s traveling to look for his Lost Luna, that is, he has been searching for me.”
Caius audibly groans as he turns his back on me and wears his clothes. “Why is it important? You think he’s fallen in love with you while you were gone? Just because he is searching everywhere for you? You never thought that maybe, he just plans to kill you this time? Or maybe, he lost his mage pet so he wants it back? Or maybe he realizes that he is insufficient without his mage with insane magic?”
I bristle in anger, “You promised you would tell me everything happening in that kingdom!”
He turns towards me and sits on the foot of his bed. “Look at you now. This is the reason I don’t want to tell you. Now that you know that he is looking for you, what will you do? Return to his loving arms?”
I glare at him. “So, you intentionally lied to me,” I accuse him.
“What do you expect me to say?” He rubs his forehead. “It means nothing.”
“It means that it will be easier to win him over once we reveal that I am his Lost Luna!”
“And then what?” he asks, crossing his legs. “Make you lax and believe he will really fall in love with you?”
“That is not—”
“Really, Serra? Just hearing about it, you come running here, even if you know exactly what I am doing with that young woman. You are already panicking at the thought that maybe there is a chance that he actually loves you.” Caius shakes his head and sighs. “If I told you, it would endanger our plans. That man will only love himself. Don’t make yourself believe otherwise. Or you will end up like last time.”
“You really are an asshole,” I mutter under my breath as my anger rises again.
He shrugs his shoulders. “I am just being honest with you. Besides, I am your only friend in this world, Serra. Even if, until now, you don’t believe it.”
“You are just like him!” I shout at him and run towards the door. I deactivate the sound barrier and slam the door in his face.
I groan as I stretch my sore muscles, a side effect from the intense lovemaking sessions with my husband, the Lycan king, Gideon. Right now, he is lying next to me, a satisfied smirk on his face.“Enjoying the aftermath?” he teases, trailing a finger down my arm.I roll my eyes and slap his hand playfully. “Shut up and let me recover.”He chuckles and pulls me into his arms. “You know I can help with that.”I laugh and kiss him on the lips. “How? Run me ragged again?”“It should be ‘ride you ragged’, but then again, you’re the one who had ridden me last night, or was it earlier morning?”I hit his chest as we laugh. “I wonder what they will say, since we missed the official announcement of the martial combat winners this morning.”“They will say that the Lycan King and his Luna are busy on some marital duties,” he responds, caressing
The arena is a sea of colorful banners that represent different noble families. The sun is glinting off the weapons that are wielded by the skilled combatants, their sweat and determination evident on their faces. The crowds cheer and jeer as they watch the intense bouts, adrenaline pumping across the arena. I sit beside Gideon, his hands intertwined with mine. He moves closer to me and whispers, “Do you think that after this we can return to our rooms?” I smile at him. Lately, he has been insatiable. He is worse than I was when I drank Caius’ blood. If I don’t know better, I will say that he’s jealous of my need to visit Caius from time to time. It’s as if he is afraid that he will lose me again — as if the previous is not entirely his fault. “My king, we are in the middle of a competition,” I scold Gideon teasingly, yet I inch my leg closer to his. He smirks and leans in to me. “Yes, but it’s becoming hard to wait. I need you now.” I can’t help but giggle at his eagerness. “Ther
However, Gideon seems oblivious to my discomfort. He pulls my skirt down and places a kiss on my neck again. When he gazes at me again, he looks as if he is glowing with joy.“All well?” he asks, placing a kiss on my hair before sitting straight on the couch.I straighten my gown again and smooth it out. I also reach to my hair and try to fix it. I know I look like a mess. My cheeks might probably be flushed, and I look disheveled.“Enter!” Gideon bellows.And then, Caius, Prince of Liddicoat and my partner in my revenge against the man who was just between my legs earlier, enters the room. His white-gold eyes land on me and his eyes shine with amusement.“You called for me, King Gideon?” he asks, bowing a little to him.“I did,” he starts, moving closer to me. “You’ve been going around the castle, making passes on the servants. Is the Liddicoat royalty not afraid of siring bastards
I beam at him and reach out to gently brush a strand of hair away from his forehead. His worry is lessening, replaced by desire instead."Should I ask Claire to retrieve all my work and transfer here?" I ask. “So I can work with you?”"Yes, please," he says, kissing the side of my neck, his arms still around my waist.Then his mouth goes to the top of my chest, all the while kissing. I place my hands on his shoulders as he continues to bury his face on my chest, then on my stomach."Oh, Serra..." he whispers as he goes down on me.And then he kneels before me. He takes a look on my face before he buries his face on my crotch, taking a long sniff through the fabric."Gideon…" I whisper. "It's still early.""I want you now, Serra," he whispers, pulling up my dress, his fingers grabbing my legs.I hold his chin and make him look at me. "Can we do his after dinner with the Queen? I don't want to look disheveled and flushing in front of her.""It's good, right? She'll know that we are busy
On days when Gideon and I are not lazing on the bed, I methodically weave my web of influence and power within the castle walls. With Claire’s help, I familiarize myself with every nook and cranny of the grand castle, re-learning the names of those who fill its halls. Despite facing skepticism from some members of the court, others welcome me with open arms. They share stories of the changes that have taken place in my absence — the wars waged, alliances that are forged and broken, births and deaths of nobility, and scandals erupting. Basically, Gideon’s world without me. “Ah, Lady Serra! It really is a pleasure to see you back in our midst,” Lord Ryland greets me with a bow. “Thank you, Lord Ryland. It is good to be back,” I reply with a smile. “I have some information for you,” he says, winking at me. I listen intently as he fills me in on the latest gossip and political affairs. While I may not be thrilled about returning to this life of courtly politics, it is necessary for me
The morning sun filters through the sheer curtains, casting a warm glow over Gideon and I as we lay tangled in the sheets. Our bodies are still entwined from our lovemaking the night before. But it’s not really the sun that wakes me up. It is Gideon’s morning kisses, which are stirring me again, even after just a few hours of sleep. His touch is gentle and yet demanding, as if he can’t get enough of me. As if it’s him who just drunk blood from a vampire instead. “Mmm,” I murmur against his lips, my eyes still closed. “Good morning.” He chuckles, the sound vibrating through my body. “You’re finally awake, sleepyhead,” he teases, kissing the corner of my mouth before trailing down my jawline. His lips leave a trail of fire on my skin as he moves down to my neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive flesh. I tilt my head back with a soft moan, arching into his touch. “I could get used to waking up like this every day,” I say breathlessly. Gideon hums in agreement, his warm hands sli