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ZAYN and Vaelora had arrived Vexley Keep at the early hours of morning the next day, extremely fatigued and exhausted, especially after riding under the raging storm. Zeno rushed outside the manor, his sentinels following behind. His eyes widened with shock at the realization that they were actually there, so early in the morning. When a sentinel had come to his chambers to inform him of the Queen's arrival by such time, he didn't believe it. His eyes brushed over Vaelora, and he fell into more confusion as he saw she was only holding a wet sheet around her body. "Cursed claws!" He whispered, making his way to them. "Vaelora?" Vaelora just stood unmoving, her eyes weak and her heart even weaker. "Zayn, what's going on?" Zeno demanded, his eyes dancing in readiness for a fight if need be. "Where's Draekon?" "Let's go in first." Zayn sighed, his shoulders slumping in both physical and mental exhaustion. Zeno clearly had a lo

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REBEKAH got fixated dressing the horrible wound at the back of Vaelora's arm. It didn't look normal, and she couldn't help but frown. Why did the wound look like it was... rotting? "What is it?" Amaren asked from the other end of the room, where she sat on a couch. She had noticed Rebekah's frown, even though the lady was trying to conceal her worry, in order to not get her friend scared. "It's..." Rebekah released an awkward chuckle. "It's nothing." It wasn't as though she didn't plan on letting the woman know later on, she just didn't want to say it now. Vaelora half-mindedly looked up at Rebekah, shooting her a questioning look. She hadn't done as much as talk that day, but at least, she wasn't shivering and hugging her knees. At least, she had eaten too. "You're just fine." Rebekah nodded, forcing a smile. But Vaelora wasn't buying the sorry act. Immediately, Amaren stood up and made her way to them, her ey

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TWO DAYS LATER. Rebekah walked into their chambers after a long night of looking after Vaelora who had developed a fever two days back, after Amaren healed her injury. Khol'an looked at Rebekah eagerly. "How is she doing now?" "Better." Rebekah released a deep sigh, feeling extremely tired. "Her fever broke this morning." "Thank the goddess." He also released a sigh of relief. She looked at him, feeling both thankful and remorseful. She had promised to look after him, yet she hadn't even had time to do as little as speak with him since they arrived Vexley Keep. "How are you doing today?" She asked, walking towards the bed and settling on it. A small smile made its way to his face, because he was only realizing he hadn't suffered any crisis yet, considering the fact he had forgotten his medication back at Blood Crescent. A little detail he made certain not to tell Rebekah, because he didn't want her feeling more terri

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REBEKAH'S lips slightly hung open. "You lose your memories?" She asked again. She hadn't expected such. "Yes." He nodded. "Sometimes, for weeks before a bit of them start return. Other times, they do not return at all. I currently have a lot of lost memories." "So... what you're saying in essence is..." "Is that I know this is all too much for you." He nodded. "I'm like a baggage with so much weight." Rebekah wanted to scream at him and tell him he wasn't, but her lips could only quiver. "I know I shouldn't have much of a choice or even make demands..." He paused, that feeling of self loathing overwhelming him again. He hated feeling that way. It made him weak, and all he wanted to be for Rebekah, was strong. "...but I have always hoped for when you'd come. I waited for that person who could help me carry my thoughts, even when I forget them. And lead on my behalf." Rebekah teared up. Her heart was hurting badly

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ZAYN'S horse trotted through the gates of the Royal House, but his heart was lurching already. For different reasons. For Vaelora. For his brothers. For... a certain maid. He hadn't seen her in a whole week, and he couldn't explain how much or why he missed her so. He felt bad over the fact that Zentrakii was occupying such a large space in his head, amidst the whole situation going on with his brothers and Vaelora. But he just couldn't help it. He had returned from Vexley Keep alone, purposely leaving Vonne behind, to keep him updated on things, while he was in Iron-Vale. Seeing how Draekon was currently inactive, it was only expected that he filled in the spot, and held the forte until Draekon could regain his mind. He knew he would have to stay in the royal province for a while, before going back to Vexley Keep to check on his bestfriend. As soon as he alighted his horse at the entrance of the Royal House, Alpha Noir rushed out an

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AS THEIR carriage approached the gates of the Alpha's stead, Rebekah released a low sigh of worry. She didn't want to leave Vaelora in Vexley Keep just yet, but she also couldn't be selfish, keeping Khol'an away from his province for more than a week already. She knew he wouldn't be willing to go alone, so she had to join him. That morning before they left, Vaelora had clearly been fighting her tears, because Lord Zayn had returned to Iron-Vale just the previous day. She was definitely feeling all alone now, and Rebekah didn't want that. "She'll be fine." Khol'an whispered beside her, patting her hands which were placed neatly on her thighs. "I hope so." Rebekah nodded. "We're home." She forced a smile on her face. "I will definitely not get tired of asking you to not mask your feeling whenever we are together. It's just fine to feel sad, especially after seeing all that the Queen has gone through just this past week." The carria

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VAELORA sat by the balcony of her chambers, her eyes sore from the harshness of the wind consistently blowing against her face. It had been three days since Rebekah left, and four days since Zayn left. She felt so empty and lonely now. Not that Zeno wasn't doing his best to ensure that she was alright, but... She hated how weak she had become over these past two weeks. At the littlest feeling of sadness, she was already bawling her eyes out. As the hot tears cascaded down her cheeks, someone appeared at the entrance of the balcony. She looked up to see it was Zeno's aunt. Amaren. She had started seeing less of the woman since she had acted rudely towards her the last time. She still felt bad over her actions. The woman was holding a tray of food again, and Vaelora began to feel worried, knowing she still didn't have an appetite. Amaren walked over to her, and took the second chair opposite her, close enough to for Vaelora to per

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A WEEK LATER. THE FLAME flickered as Vaelora stood in the open field behind the keep, her sleeves rolled up, her palms facing each other. A small pile of dry twigs lay on the ground between her feet. 'Not force', She remembered Amaren's words earlier that morning. 'Invitation'. Vaelora breathed in slowly. She pictured warmth, like sunlight resting on skin. Her fingers tingled, and her skin felt warmer. A soft spark jumped between her palms immediately, and she gasped, almost pulling away. But she held on. The spark dropped onto the twigs, and for half a second, nothing happened. That was before a small flame bloomed. It wasn’t big. It wasn’t wild. But it was fire. A smile appeared on her face. “I did it.” She whispered, her eyes glinting in excitement. She had finally managed to get it done now that Amaren was not here with her. “Well done.” A familiar voice said behind her, and she turned to see Zen

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ZAYN hadn't been able to stay in Vexley keep for more than a few days. He had to return to Iron-Vale to ensure that things were stable. Vaelora had looked and seemed better than she was two weeks ago. She had covered so much pace in getting in touch with her magic abilities, and he knew that was the only thing keeping her sane. After his carriage rode through the gates of the Royal House and came to a stop in the courtyard, he alighted and made his way toward the entrance of the Royal House. Then suddenly, for no reason, he halted his steps and looked towards the Lunar Sanctum, the feeling of longing and guilt attacking him furiously. When Vaelora had asked about Draekon, he told her he was still confined and hadn't gotten any better. But that was a lie. In truth, he couldn't actually tell for a fact, how Draekon was doing. Since the day he returned to Iron-Vale and went with his father to see Dione, he couldn't build the courage to s

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A KNOCK sounded on Khol'an's door, and he muttered a 'come in'. Few seconds later, one of his sentinels walked in. "Alpha." He bowed, and Khol'an nodded, turning a way from his work table and dropping the wood he had been busy carving. "Everything okay?" Khol'an asked, and the sentinel nodded immediately. "This came in minutes ago." He raised an envelope. Khol'an stretched his hand forward and collected the envelope, noticing it had the royal seal on it. "From Iron Vale." He muttered, opening it immediately and taking out the folded parchment inside. Spreading open the parchment, he read through and a small smile made its way to his face. "Please get my mate." He said to the sentinel, who bowed in respect before heading out. "Finally." Khol'an whispered to himself. The king had woken from his insanity, and hopefully things could get better for Vaelora. A while later, another knock came on the door and he knew i

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