ROMEThe king stood at the large window facing the royal gardens. One would think he was admiring the greenery but he couldn’t even see past the problems weighing him down. He was disturbed by the news he had heard but didn’t seem to have any solution forthcoming.Rome knew his father was evil, useless, and self-absorbed but he didn't imagine any of that would affect someone he’d know directly.The thought of Elora being violated by his father set a sick churning feeling in his gut.Rome ran a hand through his hair as images of a crying Elora in a ripped dress flooded his mind. If she hadn’t been a fighter perhaps she would be under his father now as he did despicable things to her.His jaw clenched tightly in frustration because even if he didn’t want to care about anything happening to her, the thought of the vulnerability he had seen in her eyes had the soft side of him wanting to prove her innocence. The only problem being he couldn’t see a way to save her and her family from the
ELORA"Oh, Elora. I never thought I'd see you again!" Lucy squealed engulfing me in a tight hug I welcomed after the terrible day I’d had.She smelled of the lavender soap I remembered using before I had been taken away bringing happy memories of the few days I had spent in the Castle. I wiped the tears rolling down her cheeks smiling at the woman that had come to mean a lot to me.The king had ordered the maids to bathe and dress me so I had been given a simple pink frock that was easily the most expensive and comfortable dress I had ever worn. The soft material clung to my skin without showing too much off and I felt like twirling just to see if the full skirts would move as prettily as I imagined. "I missed you too, Lucy." I smiled hugging her just as firmly.To think just that morning, I had been considering becoming the old King’s bed slave just to save my sister from the debauched men who frequented Lord Kain’s establishment.It was a miracle I had stumbled into the kind Lycan
ELORAGentle sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains framing my bedroom window alerting me that morning had come and I had been up all night. I had tossed and turned unable to ease my mind enough to sleep, anxiety a fearsome wind billowing in my gut as I thought of resuming my duties in the King’s library.He had been pretty cold to me after saving me from his father’s men but had been overly kind in sending his own Hand to save my sister from Lord Kain’s brothel even though we had been named traitors. It seemed even though he detested slavers, his kind heart wouldn’t let him look away from people being mistreated. The contradictory behaviour he displayed had me wondering how he would react if he were to encounter me in the library today.I stared at my reflection in the mirror above my vanity table wincing at the tired girl that looked back at me. My eyes had sunk in with a visible dark ring as if I hadn’t slept in over a fortnight and my mouth was set in a permanent scowl. I
EAST BALESomething was watching them.Something they could not see."We’re being watched!" Rasmus yelled this time, "Ready yourselves!"They were on their way to the Elven territory at the outskirts of Bale. Rasmus had to look for a cure for his child.His commands drew his guard to unsheathe their swords forming a circle around him and Alpha Rasmus. Even he drew out a small dagger he had strapped under his cloak as the air suddenly went silent.The air stilled and turned chilly, the shadows lining the floors where the dirt path met trees looming closer like creeping vines with an almost conscious quality to it.Pelto’s eyes shot form one point to another as if he could pin point where the attack could come from but before he could blink, a dark silhouette shot out of the nearest tree snatching one of the guards from atop his horses, pulling him into the shadowed forest.Chaos broke out as the now startled guards broke formation spinning around to locate the invisible enemy that had
ELORA"Hey!" A chirpy voice I recognized called behind me as I twisted the key to lock the general access doors to the library, turning around to see Lucy smiling and waving wildly as she skipped towards me. "Hello, there! The royal librarian herself." She stood before me now, panting from her exercise, curtsying and smiling even more. "May I have a word, Ma'am?" She said with a feigned accent."Yes. How may I help you, Miss?" I asked, taking on the role that she had so bestowed on me. She made Royal librarian sound like it was nobility. I took that, raising my head and shoulders a bit."Ma'am, I'm here to get your butt home." She laughed so hard that I couldn't help but join in and we fell to the carpet clutching our stomachs at her antics. After we had exhausted ourselves from laughing as hard as we had, we laid there for a second until someone made a noise clearing their throat.We immediately jumped to our feet, straightening our gowns. I half thought it was a nobleman that would
The party was held just beyond the Castle, a few feet from the Red River lake.A large tent had been set up on the river bank surrounded by small torches that burned a bright orange in the darkness of the moonless night. Stacks of wine crates stood just outside the tents and I wondered if the cellar had been cleared out for this purpose. The tent, by some magic Lucy hadn’t bothered to explain, hid the loud music from the drummers so well that it wasn’t until we were almost in front of the lace curtains draping the door that we heard it.I stepped through and received the shock of my life.The masked guards at the door were naked down to their butts and their limply hanging cocks looking bored behind the masks like they would rather be taking part in whatever festivities were going on than enforcing rules. "You cannot proceed beyond this point until you take off your clothes." One of them said from behind his tiger face mask. His chest was heavily oiled, just as his body, reflecting
ELORAEver since I turned a slave back at Alkarod, peace and quiet became impossible for me and my family. If I wasn't beaten up, I was escaping beating and humiliation. Chaos was the order of the day and I expected it. I adapted to it and sought out seconds of quiet. Usually, I enjoyed being chained up in the cellars just because of the privilege to hear my thoughts and to remember the life I had before father was labelled a traitor.Our life then had been filled with laughter as we were a close knit family. Father would go out hunting and return with the fattest deer he had found and we would have a large feast while mother played skilfully on the pianoforte. She was usually happy as long as she followed her tight routine. We loved mother despite her living with her peculiarities understanding that that was how best she could express herself. Every evening we would sit together just outside our mansion, curled up under a blanket listening to the chirping of birds. It was on those ev
ELORAWhat?How did this happen to her?She was always so extra careful not to step on anyone's toes. The image before me triggered a lot of memories from Alkarod. Then I was weak and couldn't fight back but now I felt my body buzz. I couldn't help it.There was a spiky ring on the Lycan devil's finger and as she slapped Lucy the spikes dug into her soft skin and ripped it. I could imagine the pain she was going through."You piece of shit! You're too dumb to follow simple instructions! What did I say about raisins in my dinner? I only eat raisins during breakfast!" She gave Lucy a slap at each word.I ran as fast as I could towards them and pushed Lucy out of the way."I'm sorry, Your highness. She is dumb as you said! I'm really sorry concerning anything she has done. She is clumsy and innocent!" I cried.I felt it wiser to beg the Lycan than to defend myself by fighting. I didn't want to harm a Lycan thereby threatening my stay at the castle. That would ruin everything."You don't