Lyne laid there half dead and still gasping for breath. She clamped about, hitting chairs and tables, trying to ask for help but it's either the cooks had been chased outside or they were just too terrified to help someone the terror queen has punished. She held her neck and soon, her body became limpid. Except for the little breath she got from tiny gasps that almost looked like hiccups, Lyne was near death. She wondered where Zeidan was and she wondered if anyone really cared about her. She closed her eyes and she wondered if this was it. The end. She would just disappear from the face of the earth and what does she get in return? Bunch of flowers from Zeidan and a coronation for Luana days after her burial. This can't be the end. She clenched her fist as she felt pain at the back of her throat.Her lips were driving up and her eyes were turning purple. On the brink of giving in to death, she heard an echoed voice shouting her name from a distance. "Lynnnne!" Her head thumped
It's 6:03 pm and the King was sitted still on his throne in a black and gold robe that made him look powerful. With his crown and his face held in all the fire that burnt within him as he looked at this man with a god-damned cloak and grey hair.Everywhere was silent except for the random murmurs of his five lawmakers and three council members in the courthouse."Silence!" Everyone straightened and with the look on their face, it was obvious they had never seen him react this harshly before.He tried to balance feeling guilty for Samantha's death but all through, the only thing in his mind was Lyne and how she was faring. He couldn't bear to see her face because he knew he had hurt her and her feelings before he left for the human city and seeing her in pain would only worsen matters.The only thing he knew he could do to settle the rage within him is to make sure Wikh is brought to book. But he has to do this after proving him guilty."I'll tell you why I think you are guilty...""Be
The hall was filled with murmurs and gasps as to why a woman was let in the courthouse unless she was a Queen or a witness or the accused."Your highness, she shouldn't be here." One of the lawmakers in blue robe called out, his face crumpled in disgust."I thought you were poisoned," Wikh asked, his eyes wide.Lyne licked her lips and nodded her head."Yes, I was." Further exclamations."But I ran here as soon as I heard you were going to be prosecuted. I just needed to buy you some time." Her eyes were now laced with tears, especially after seeing the old man's face torn and covered in blisters. She touched it gently and tears rolled down her eyes as she had thought of Wikh as her father.She sniffled and turned to Zeidan who just stared at her, obviously confused."Is this how you're going to rule your subjects to victory?" She asked him while walking toward him."Is this how your pass your judgements? You let your emotions get the best of you?""Lyne, I'm following the rules. You
How could he have been such a coward? Yes, he had postponed the hearing, but he still wasn't convinced that Wikh could be innocent. If there was one thing that was newly discovered, it's that the vampires suck at passing judgements.Her Father wouldn't jump to such conclusions. Her father.Lyne sighed as she moved from the window where she had been since she left the courthouse back to her room. The stormy rain had picked up and she could hear the whistling sound of the wind and it irked her, just as Zeidan's irritating act did earlier. But was she overreacting because of her own opinion? He had told her that he lost a friend and he was quite sure Wikh was responsible. If he didn't see something important, he couldn't have accused him wrongly that way, or would he? "Maybe we need to talk." She concluded but it was 9:00 pm already and he still hasn't come into the room. "Right. He's avoiding me."Still, hadn't her Father always told her that everyone had a reason for doing kinds of
Styx checked the clock beside his king-sized bed and saw that it was 6:30 am already. He had been informed of Charles' absence since the previous night by his aide whom he employed to watch him.He had been getting hints about how Charles had always wanted to become the King and he was preparing for him as well without his knowledge.After Lyne had narrated her dream to him, he held it at the back of his mind.He rose from the bed and went to his palace so he could catch him when he arrived and as predicted, he did walk in, wearing a brown leather jacket, black gloves, and boots.Charles walked in and stopped when he saw his father seated on the throne."What a stressful thing it is to be the King. Not getting your healthy eight hours sleep, old man? Or are you worried someone will come stabbing you in the chest?" He asked, a dark smile tugging the corner of his lips."Where have you been?" Styx replied, trying hard not to sound like he suspected him but to sound like a father who was
Lyne could feel someone press a kiss on her forehead gently. She frowned at first but she was so tired she didn't want to break her sleep.A warm hand put some strands of hair off her face and a finger ran down her cheek. She turned, now sleeping face up but she felt something wet and delicious on her lips."Mmh." She moaned and smiled.A warm and powerful hand ran through her stomach beneath the sheets. Then down under her dress up to her breast. Her senses came alive as she shot her eyes open only to see a handsome Zeidan looking down at her with an interesting smile on his face.He's so good-looking. She thought. She made to touch his face but she remembered what had happened the previous night and jumped up. Running to the washroom, she slipped over some clothes and as she picked them up, she realized they were clothes she wore last night.Had Zeidan changed her clothes? She hugged herself, her eyes wide and she could see him looking at her as if enjoying her reaction."Don't look
Sniffling in the bathroom and sobbing, Lyne stood up and moved to a wall mirror in the washroom. she looked back at the reflection and wondered if she has not been denying herself something she needs right that moment.Staring back at a blonde-haired girl with eye bags, glassy blue eyes, red lips, and wearing a tiny flower-printed nightgown, she could only say one thing. Marrying Zeidan has given her lots of privileges that she should be thankful for.Freedom, happiness, and the ability to feel loved even if it was all an act. She could remember his kisses, his touch, and all the tenderness that made her feel whole and it's like Zeidan reconstructed all parts of her life that have previously been pulled apart like the temple.The temple.She looked up at herself and the dried-up blood on her fingers and something flashed through her memories."...hundred years ago...""...started a protest and this place became history..."She lifted her fingers and looked at the blood that stained it
Stale smoke and antiseptic greeted her as she became conscious. The blurry ceiling came into view as she blinked gently to suppress the pain at the back of her head. Soon, the blurriness cleared and she could see Chloe standing over her. "Hey?" Her warm voice seeped through her ears."Hey." She replied softly, smiling carefully."How do you feel now?" Chloe asked as she moved to touch her forehead."I feel like a cat now." Lyne chuckled but regretted it immediately. "Ouch. I mean, as lethargic as a cat.""There's nothing wrong in being a cat." Chloe laughed as she stood up to a metal table by the side that had different medicines and bandages spread out on it."I used to have a cat. She lived for only two years before I gave her up to join the army." She stopped talking as if that particular topic dug up a dark part of her. She fiddled with the scissors and needles on the tray."I'll just...I'm just going to...""When did you join the army?" Lyne asked and she could see the way she