Lahat ng Kabanata ng Touched by Forever: Kabanata 211 - Kabanata 220

“Good evening Prince Adio,” Prince Deacon greeted him politely. All Prince Adio’s wives were beautiful, one more than the next, but Prince Deacon knew not to compliment their beauty or to even acknowledge them unless he was asked by Prince Adio. Over the next few days and evenings, Prince Deacon could not help getting his hopes up every time Princes Freda met someone new. By the last evening, Prince Deacon did not even bother to join the ball and spent his evening listening to the rain falling outside, wondering if they will be able to travel back home tomorrow. Princess Freda was looking around the dance floor while standing with a few other princesses and Dutchess making small talk, wondering where Prince Deacon was. “Excuse me,” Princess Freda said before walking away to search for Prince Deacon. ‘I suppose I cannot break his bond with Emily and if I hope to still have a friend in him, I guess I have to go tell him the truth about Emily and her family,’ Princess Freda thought to

“What is going on?” Prince Deacon asked, walking with Benjamin, and making his way through the hallway. “Leaving like a thief in the night?” Prince Ra asked. “My lord, Prince Adio committed suicide,” the English lord informed him. “Then you should show more respect to Prince Ra as he is the new ruler to convince into an alliance,” Lord Deacon said, tapping his hat with a smile before continuing on his way. “I will be becoming for Princess Freda,” Prince Ra said, making Prince Deacon stop and turn around. “Why don’t we both keep our heads on our pretty bodies and call it a night?” Prince Deacon threatened him. “You think because you were friends with my father that we will be friends?” Prince Ra challenged. “If you are anything like your father, then I am not interested in being your friend as I was never his,” Prince Deacon said rudely before turning on his heel to walk away. Prince Ra wanted to tell him that he was one of them, but there were too many human ears around, so he

‘What are you doing here? How did you find me?’ Prince Deacon opened his mind to mind link his father. Prince Deacon looked over at Wynn, knowing besides Lord Dario, Wynn was the only other person that knew where he was. ‘I had nothing to do with it, I promise,’ Wynn mind linked Prince Deacon. ‘Take Emily and run,’ Lord Deacon mind linked Wynn as they slowly walked towards his parents. ‘No, bring her,’ his mother mind linked. “I should be angry at you, but right now I am scared,” Emily whispered. Prince Deacon could feel her fear and her mind. “I am so sorry, my darling.” “I see you got married again,” Queen Lana said. Wynn looked over at Princess Freda still standing at the front of the church and hoped that they won't catch her scent. “You can hardly consider a supernatural wedding legit,” Prince Deacon said, holding on to Emily, knowing he should run and get her out of there. “It is time for you to come home,” King Makens said. “Why? You don’t need me there. My life is her

Princess Freda does not know how long she has been sleeping but was woken up when two women whom she recognized from the night Prince Adio tried to claim her walked into her room. “I am Chione, a wife of Prince Ra,” a beautiful woman, her skin the color of cinnamon, her eyes hickory brown and sharp at the edges, her hair long and light brown, her voice smooth like honey. “I am Sanura, also a wife of Prince Ra,” as beautiful as Choine's her skin light tortilla brown, her hair mocha brown, her eyes golden brown like gemstones, her voice airy.” “I recognize you. Were you not the wives of Prince Adio? I didn’t know the wives get past on to the next in line?” Princess Freda asked, shocked that Prince Ra, her prince, her fated mate, would take his father's wives. “That is correct, but before we belonged to Prince Adio, we belonged to Prince Ra first,” Sanura said, a smile on her face. “I am not sure I understand,” Princess Freda said. “First, let us start getting you ready,” Choine sai

Princess Freda opened her door and pulled the guard in, overpowering him, sinking her teeth into his neck all while he struggled and screamed for help. After a minute he calmed down, giving in to the intoxication. Princess Freda could feel his pulse slowing down and it brought her back to reality, pulling away from the guard. “What have I done?” “You should let him drink your blood, it will help him recover,” Princess Freda heard a familiar voice and looked up at Zuberi. Princess Freda didn’t hesitate and bite opened her wrist and put it to the guard's mouth, but he was not responding. Zuberi kneeled down next to them and forced Princess Freda’s wrist into the guard's mouth. “Drink,” she compelled him and Princess Freda felt him sucking. “That is enough, stop,” Zuberi compelled the guard again. “Leave us,” Zuberi ordered, and the guard took his place outside the room, blood all over his clothes. “I was so hungry, I didn’t mean to do that,” Princess Freda said, looking at her night