LOGINANASTACIA
I walked slowly to the King’s and Queen’s bedroom. It was the biggest room all over the palace situated on the top floor. It occupied the whole fourth floor. Tonight, they will feel my wrath, without them even thinking that I am their enemy. In their eyes, I am their daughter. With that, I could easily get into their room, without anyone hinting that I have the motive to murder their beloved king and queen.
I knocked on the door as I reach my target room. It was the King who opened the door. His smile broadened when he saw me on their room’s doorstep. “My princess, come inside. It is a surprise that you come tonight to visit us. Tell me, is there something urgent that you need to tell us?” the King said with worry while holding my hands gently and looking at me with fondness.“Oh, wait, Father, let me close the door first. I have a very confidential thing to tell you,” I said smiling not looking at his eyes yet. It is not yet time to use my eyes to kill him. I closed the door and even locked it.“Now tell us, my daughter, what is that confidential thing that you would like to tell us?” It was the Queen this time who asked. She was sitting at the edge of the bed while looking at me. I dared not look into her eyes too as it might prematurely ignite the anger within me and kill her outright.“Oh, you need to look at me directly into my eyes, Father and Mother, and focus your attention as I do not want to repeat whatever I am going to tell you,” I told them with a broad grin as if I was merely joking. They abided anyway and that was their greatest mistake.They both looked at me with smiles on their faces, but suddenly their smiles faded when they saw my eyes turning red and then in just a split seconds, they started to choke and fell on the floor, both lifeless.
I walked out of the room with triumph in my heart. I just had my revenge. They both deserved to die for mercilessly killing the two persons I only got in my life- my parents.
A smile crept on my lips. Tomorrow, the North Kingdom will have its new Queen. A queen that nobody knew exactly who she is and what she is. She would be called, Queen Anastacia! The fierce queen in an ivory mask.
II
And so the new Queen of the North was crowned after the burial of the deceased King and Queen, who were found dead inside their room. No one knew how they died.
Princess Unara would automatically inherit the throne as the only heir to the throne, whether she has a king or none. Thus, instantly, I became the new Queen of the North Kingdom.
"I, Princess Unara, with sorrow in my heart for my parents' death, have no choice but to accept this Queen's crown, even when I am still in mourning. I promise everyone that I would consider this crown, not as a power to enslave my people but to serve them," I said as part of my speech after I was crowned as the new Queen of the North by the Grand Vicar.
I heard nothing from the people around me after my speech. They were all silent while their eyes were glaring at me with questions or maybe wonder in them. I could not blame them if they were wondering why their new queen's face was covered with an Ivory Mask of a wolf's design.
In a flash, I became the Queen of the North, and I thought everything would become so easy for me. I was wrong.
Just five days after my coronation as the new Queen, I felt something different. It was a different kind of thirst. Thirst for something, I could not understand. It was a certain kind of heat coming from my inside. I panicked. I don't have a mate yet and don't want to mate with anyone. This was something that made me restless all night.
Sleep was shying away from me. I could not sleep even when I already closed my eyes. I felt my whole body perspiring despite the cold temperature inside my room. I wanted to see something, something that would give me sexual satisfaction.
I rang my bell and my personal maid, I mean the previous personal maid of Princess Unara came immediately.
She bowed her head and asked, "My Queen, at your service. May I know please, what you need?" Her tone was low and she dared not look into my face, which as usual was covered with my wolf's ivory mask.
I cleared my throat and looked at her bowed head. How will I tell her my predicament at this moment? How will I convey to her what I need? I thought wearily.
"Ahmm, I need to satisfy something within me... I mean, I feel like I am in heat," there, I was able to say it, but a bit feeling awkward and embarrassed.
She nodded readily. "I know what you need my Queen. I will call your personal butler. He knows what to do, just like before," she then said softly while still with a bowed head. I furrowed when I heard what she said. Would it be the butler, who would satisfy the heat that I am feeling now? Oh, no. Did Princess Unara allow her butler to lay a hand on her body, before? Oh, goodness gracious, this is ridiculous.
Before I could say further words, my personal maid already excused herself and all I could do was to affirm.
I waited for a few minutes before I heard knocks on my door again. It was my personal butler, and to my surprise, he has companions.
They all bowed at me while I was looking at them furrowing, and wondering.
"Your Highness, they will perform and give you the satisfaction that you need. They are mates," he said in a polite manner. I furrowed more but said nothing. It was like I was waiting to solve a puzzle about Princess Unara's way of satisfying her sexual desires or lusts.
I let the young couple enter my room.
"My Queen, would we perform in here or inside the bathroom?" it was the young man, who suddenly asked.
Again, I furrowed not knowing how to answer his question. Why would they perform inside the bathroom? They will dance inside the bathroom? How weird.
I cleared my throat and then motioned for them to stay and start their performance.
They both nodded and bowed their heads.
"As you said so, my Queen," they said almost at the same time.
They then looked at each other and then kissed lightly until slowly they became more aggressive and then they kissed torridly, to my complete surprise. I was in awe while looking at them and in that instant, I felt more heat surge all over my body. Excitement rushed through my senses while watching them kissing, much more when the man already started to undress the woman.
ANASTACIAThe heavy mahogany doors of my bedchamber stood before us like a final boundary. I walked through the threshold, the train of my silk gown hissing against the floor, but I did not dismiss him. Not yet. The air between us was so thick with tension that it felt as though the very oxygen had turned into a volatile mist, waiting for a single spark to ignite.I turned to face him, the ivory mask feeling like a leaden weight. Rodwar stood in the doorway, the golden light from the hallway casting his shadow long and predatory across the plush rugs of my room. He didn’t wait for an invitation. He stepped inside and closed the doors, the click of the latch sounding like a heartbeat in the silence."You are a long way from the garden, Rodwar," I said, my voice vibrating with a false coldness."The garden was merely a prelude," he replied. He moved toward me with a slow, deliberate stride. Each step he took seemed to shrink the room, drawing the walls in until there was nothing left bu
ANASTACIAThe weight of the ivory mask against my skin was both a shield and a cage. From my throne, I looked down upon the evening court, my features frozen in a snarl of hand-carved bone, while my mind was a tempest of memories and blood. To the lords and sycophants below, I was the Wolf Queen of the North—voluptuous, sadistic, and untouchable. They did not know that beneath this marquess of ivory lay the soul of Anastasia, a girl whose family was slaughtered, dwelling in the body of a princess who had been too broken to live.Only Elara, my faithful nanny, knew the face I hid. To everyone else, I was a mystery that commanded fear.But as my gaze drifted to the periphery of the room, I felt that familiar, magnetic pull. Rodwar. He stood among the shadows, his honey-colored eyes fixed on me with a terrifying intensity. He didn't look at me with the bowed head of a servant; he looked at me as if he were trying to peel back the layers of my very soul. He had tried so many times to glimp
ANASTACIA“Your Highness, should I go now? Do you still need something?” Rodwar broke the silence that persisted within my sealed lips.I shook my head. “Nothing more. You can go.” I made it a point that I sound cold and disinterested, although deep within I could feel his presence overwhelming my whole senses. His scent was like an aphrodisiac that was starting to heat up my body.The next few days were a blur of seemingly carefully orchestrated encounters. Rodwar, seemed to pretend to be oblivious to my icy demeanor towards him and continued his subtle advances. He started leaving a single tulip on my pillow, its red color in contrast to the white linen of my beddings. Sometimes, he would hum a low, haunting melody while collecting my plate, the silver spoon, and fork after I ate. The sound was weaving its way into my thoughts long after he left the room. Every time, he would subtly adjust the temperature in my room, in my chambers, or even in my office, ensuring a comfortable wa
ANASTACIAI walked towards my room’s window and stared out at the sprawling gardens of the palace. The different kinds and colors of flowers, meticulously planted therein, seemed to mock the colorless landscape of my heart. Rodwartem… The name echoed in my mind, a forbidden melody I desperately tried to silence. He was everything I despised, and dared not give attention, if I could – warm, persistent, undeniably attractive. Ahh, Rodwartem, my new special Butler. “Why do your features keep on haunting me? I should keep my distance from you, lest you be the death of me.”Such a decision in my mind had been made deliberately, a cruel act of self-preservation. Keeping him away from me, was the only way to ensure I wouldn't succumb to the dangerous pull I felt towards him. I, Queen Anastacia, known throughout the kingdom for my iron will and heartless demeanor, couldn't afford weakness. Especially not for a man like Rodwartem.His arrival broke the peacefulness within my heart. I m
RODWARTEMOutside of the Queen’s room, I stood, restless. I was sure that the show inside the secret room of the Queen had already started. I crossed my fingers, with great hope in my heart that the young couple I found and hired to be the Queen’s sex players for today would be good enough to satisfy the Queen. Satisfaction of the Queen means she should feel aroused and could come while watching the sex show. Without such Queen’s satisfaction, it would be my dead end. I do not know how I could be able to come near the Queen of Ivory Mask again. If I could not even come near the Queen, then it means a failure to fulfill my mission.I tried to calm myself. The young couple I found was still so in love with each other. Their love for each other will make their love making wild, yet natural. Their whole lovemaking will flow naturally and magically. Something that I hope could arouse the coldness of Queen Anastasia.I was looking at the floor, thinking of a plan B, if today’s show would no
QUEEN ANASTACIAHe seemed confident that he had fulfilled his first task successfully. If he was hoping for that, so was I. I wanted him to pass so that he could stay in the palace, near me. He was my mate, and I knew he felt it too, but I could not take the risk of letting him detect what I really felt about him. He was just an applicant, not even my hired butler yet.I followed them to my room after a few minutes, and there I saw the young couple he had found to arouse my hidden sexual desires.They were indeed young and seemed to be still so in love with each other. I observed the young couple for a while before I finally moved my feet and entered my room using my secret door. I did not need to pass through my room’s waiting area in order to enter my queen’s room.I sat on the edge of my large bed for a while before I stood up and slowly walked in front of the full-length mirror. I gazed at the woman who stood I front of the mirror, with her face covered by an ivory mask. From the







