Sixty-OneNaomiIt has been two weeks since i was made to flee my kingdom. Two weeks since the king banished me to my room, without food and water, but decided to feed me after learning that the baby could die if i wasnt fed on time. I was slowly losing my mind, the grief from losing my mother and the love of my life slowly chipping away at my mental health, and my baby being the only company I had.It was growing fast, my bump already visible, well just a bit. It wasn't completely obvious, but I could see it and feel it.On many days I wished Seth was here, and I often imagined how tenderly he would treat me and the baby, not letting me lift a finger.But here, I was abandoned with no-one to talk to. Hazel came in once in a while to check the condition of that baby and make sure I wasn't dead, and that was the only form of care I got in this place.Although I didn't want their care, I only wanted them dead.The door couldn't be opened from within, so I needed the key to leave. The

Sixty-ThreeNaomiMy heart throbbed as I laid in the bed, and I adjusted to find the best position to sleep on the unusually hard bed.Birds chirped from outside the window, a rare occurrence. Infact, this was the first time a bird had ever chirped outside this prison—"What sort of pregnant woman are you? The one who gets selective or the one who gets hungrier?" My eyes fluttered open, and I was met with a beautiful woman who seemed to be a bit younger than Luna Tia. Her warm eyes smiled at me as she placed a tray beside the bed and moved to sit beside me, but I flew to the other side of the bed.I knew something was off. The prison had no windows. And the bed wasn't as hard as this one.The woman looked a bit offended at my scepticism but she hid it well, mixing my tea."Who are you?" I stuttered, keeping my eyes trained on her.She watched me with warmth in her eyes, and she patted the edge of the bed. "Come sit, I want to tell you a story."I shook my head, I wasn't in the mood f

Sixty-FiveNaomiTwo weeks passed, and I was already warmed up to this beautiful Queen, my real mother. She was kind and compassionate, hardly wanting me to help around the cottage, but I couldn't just sit and wait for her to cater to me.She told me stories of her life, how she felt being queen and how the king slowly turned into a monster after he began chasing power. They used to be madly in love, until he became hungry for power. She, Xander and him were a perfect family, and she wished it could have stayed that way.I pitied her. She was filled with sadness and guilt, but in the midst of all that, she still found it in her to be nice. She told stories of Xander and how he had a heart of gold, although I disagreed. She felt he hated her for running away all these years and I wished I could help her find out.But Xander was dead to me. If I had a chance, stabbing him would be the first thing I would do.We spent nights talking about our lives, and days just knowing each other bette

Sixty-Seven Xander "Daddy, where's mummy?" I asked my dad, feeling chilly as I walked to where he stood at the balcony. I was a bit scared— Daddy has been a lot angry since Aurora was born. I have no idea why but he scared me every time. I held my blanket closer to me, daddy's eyes dark as he looked at the moon. "Daddy," I called out again, not sure if he heard me. "What?" He shouted, scaring me. Tears filled my eyes and I started to cry. I heard him sigh angrily and I held my blanket close, ready incase he was going to hurt me. "Stop crying like a weakling." He sounded angry, scaring me into silence. I held my breath, not wanting to let go of my blanket. I wish mummy was here. Mummy would never hurt me. Mummy loves me. Daddy frowned at me, and bent to my level. "I'm sorry Xander." I frowned. Daddy always confuses me. "Why don't you go back to bed? Get some sleep. " He pushed me to the direction of my room, but I turned back to him. "I want mum

Sixty-NineNaomi I ran as fast as I could, stumbling and picking myself up, refusing to look back. I had barely reached anywhere when I heard a loud roar behind me.Hazel. Oh goddess I hope she's alright. My fear doubled as the cracking of bones echoed through the woods.I took a risk of looking back, and the sight was one I wished to forget.A rugged shaggy wolf, two times bigger than anyone I had ever seen, tore through the woods towards me.I increased my speed, my heart beating really fast. He must never catch me. Or else… the feel of his hand on my bare ass sent an unpleasant shiver down my body.I thought of changing to my wolf form, but she had stopped talking ever since Seth died.She is useless at this point. Would Hazel's sacrifice be for nothing? Tears streamed down my face as my feet hurt, stones and thorns gave me small scratches as I ran faster than I thought was possible, but it was all for vain.Leo roared again, the sound closer than before. I dashed behind a big tr