Duncan Mirthon"Yeah," Duncan moved to the side, quietly inviting her into his room. She walked into the room, tilting her head down in sadness. Duncan closed his door and rubbed the back of his neck, eyeing her. "How are you?" Duncan asked, and she shoved her hands into the pocket of her parka, hanging her head down. "I am not doing fine," she started in a shaky voice. "I feel like throwing up," she stated, pulling out a hand to place on her forehead. "And I-"Hilda halted in her tracks, and Duncan's eyes enlarged when he saw her sway a little on the balls of her feet. He rushed toward her and held her waist, gently placing her to sit on the bed. "Are you okay?" Duncan inquired in a worried murmur. She shook her head before her cheeks became full, and her eyes bulged. Her hand flew up her face to palm her mouth, and she jumped off the bed, dashing to the bathroom. Duncan went after her and caught sight of her crouching before the toilet and wrenching out her gut. He walked clo
"Give me a minute to put on a shirt," Duncan said, spinning and dashing into the room. "What happened?" Hildergard worried, following him to his closet. "I have something urgent to attend to," he stated, putting a black shirt over his head and taking fast strides back to his door. "You should get enough rest, I will be back soon.""No." Hildergard shook her head, making a beeline to him and saying, "I also want to come with you.""You need rest. You were in pretty bad shape yesterday, and I do not want anything to affect you more than what happened had affected you," Duncan creased his brows, throwing a death glare at her, but it didn't seem to move her. Hildergard parted her lips to protest, but Duncan gripped her shoulders firmly and stared into her eyes. "Sit at home and let my maids take care of you. When I return, I will update you.""Then I will go with you," Lara stated, and they both directed their eyes at her. Duncan puckered his forehead, causing Lara to shrug and ask, "
Erin Grendel "What are you talking about?" Amelia questioned, puckering her forehead into a frown of confusion. "You know very well. Why have you been stealing portions from Aunt Kayla's portions?" Erin requested an answer. "It is none of your business," Amelia hissed, returning her gaze to view Aunt Kayla. "I am sorry, but I promise to take permission next time."Feeling insulted, Erin tightened her dental bone, getting a knack of a faint headache."Amelia, watch your tone. I am your elder sister and heir to the throne. I will not tolerate you talking to me in such a manner that not even our parents use," Erin warned Amelia, drilling a hole into her sister's forehead with her eyes. "Girls, girls," Aunt Kayla began, stepping in as a mediator. "There is no need to fight, I have already sorted everything out. There, there, Erin."She patted my back, thumbing my chin and angling my head to view her. Erin was a tad taller than Aunt Kayla, but Aunt Kayla was thick like their mother and
She held her breath and pushed herself up, getting her head out of the water. "Duncan?!" She gasped, taking in deep breaths at the presence of oxygen. Her eyes were sore as the result of the water that swam into them. She spat a mouthful of it, using her hand to wipe off the water residue from her face. "Here I come!" His voice reverberated throughout the lake, sending birds out of their trees. Erin glanced at him, watching as he folded himself into a ball and jumper into the water. It rippled, splashing everywhere, even on Erin, resulting in the spread of goosebumps over her entire body. A smile forced its way onto Erin's lips, but she bit her bottom lip to seal it. Erin scanned the lake for Duncan, but she didn't see him. She turned, searching warily for him. "Duncan?" Erin voiced softly, darting her eyes from side to side. "What is this game of hide and seek you play?""Missing me already?" Duncan questioned, spring from under the water and encasing her in a warm embrace. H
Duncan Mirthon "And who is that?" He inquired, getting off her and staring at the bush with a scrunched up face. "Lord of all of my kind," Erin panicked, pulse racing. "You should leave.""Why?" Duncan questioned. His jaw grew tight as he narrowed his gaze at the bush. "He will kill you," Erin whispered, rising to her feet and holding Duncan's hand. "You should leave.""But, would it not be a good thing for me to tell him you are indeed mynmate?" Duncan tore his gaze from the distance. Erin blanched, furiously shaking her head in disagreement. "He would not spare you. I am sure he is with his men. You are not with any, and I do not want to lose you again, Darcy." Her voice shook as she channelled a pleading gaze at him. "Who is this Darcy you speak of?" Duncan's frown deepened with the knitting of his brows. Erin snapped her head to the right, and Duncan mirrored her movement, sighting thousands of bats flying from afar. The birds flew away from their trees, screeching. "Leave
Duncan's forehead puckered, and he squinted his eyes, waiting for her to speak further. "Did you see or notice anything?" Duncan asked her, and she shook her head as they made their way into the palace. "Nothing enough to back up my suspicion, but the last time I saw her, she was doing alright," Lara stated, stopping in front of her door and folding her arms against her chest. Duncan halted, arching his brows with hands akimbo. "What are you insinuating?" "I am suspecting someone knows what happened to Evin. That is what I am insinuating and that someone is one of us," she whispered, throwing furtive glances around the hallway to ensure no one was watching. "Are you saying there might be a witch in our midst?" Duncan questioned further. Lara was about to speak, but she snapped her mouth shut when she caught sight of something a few meters away. Duncan traced her gaze to the shadow of someone approaching them, someone feminine. They walked quietly, only to see Calypso striding i
Erin Grendel She rushed into the water, backing Mark, who was now only a few meters away from her. Her skin crawled, and she splayed her fingers over her chest to stop it from plummeting. The hairs on her nape rose, and she turned only to see Mark staring at her with his eyes narrowed into slits. "What are you doing here?" Erin asked, knitting her brows into a frown. "What are you doing here?" Mark asked back, averting his gaze elsewhere. He glanced around the place, scanning it for what was only best known to him. "What does it look like I am doing?" Erin fired back, sizing him up. He was dressed in a white shirt and black pants. His hair was let down his shoulders, swishing in the air every time he spun. He sniffed the air, angling his head to the route that Duncan had taken. "Who was here?" Mark's eyes hardened, and his voice deepened with jealousy. "What do you mean?" Erin fetched some water into her palms and downed it on her head. "Where is he?" Mark continued throw
Duncan Mirthon His eyes grew misty as he watched her open her mouth in a silent scream and glanced down at the arrow that pierced through her chest. "Dun-Duncan," she stammered, blood trailing down her chest, soiling her dress. Duncan's hands began to shake, and the bow fell from his band, landing on the sandy ground. He lifted his legs and rushed to her side. Her body grew limp, and her knees buckled. "Lara!" Duncan exclaimed, catching her in his arms when she fell. She groaned breathlessly, shivering in his hands. "What are you doing here?" Duncan asked, searching her face for answers with anxiety swelling in his heart. "Why did you follow me?""I-I-" Lara croaked, gasping for air. Duncan glanced down at her chest. The arrow had pierced through where he supposed her heart was situated. His panic spiked, and sweat glistened on his forehead. Slowly, green veins began to grow visible on her face. Duncan carried her in his arms and charged out of the woods, running towards the o