All Chapters of Die Luna die den Alpha könig hasste: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Die Hexe kniete im Dreck, und sie flehte nicht.Das fiel Darius als Erstes auf. Ihm fielen die meisten Dinge als Erstes auf, noch bevor er entschied, ob sie von Bedeutung waren. Die Hexe – Mira, so hieß sie laut dem Bericht, obwohl er vor diesem Morgen nicht intensiv genug über sie nachgedacht hatte, um den Namen zu behalten – kniete auf der Lichtung, auf der seine Soldaten sie gefunden hatten. Ihr Rücken war gerade, und ihre Hände waren, obwohl an den Handgelenken gefesselt, mit einer Bedachtsamkeit gefaltet, die ganz und gar nicht nach Unterwerfung aussah. Sie hatte grau gesträhntes Haar, das der Oktoberwind ihr ins Gesicht wehte, ohne dass sie sich die Mühe machte, es zurückzustreichen. Ihre Augen waren, als sie zu ihm aufblickte, von dem dunklen Braun tiefen Wassers, und sie spiegelten etwas wider, das er erst nach einem Moment einordnen konnte.Es war keine Furcht. An Furcht war er gewöhnt. Sie zeichnete sich auf eine ganz bestimmte Weise auf den Gesichtern der Menschen ab – das

She had expected the palace to be cold.She hadn't expected him to be handsome.Not beautiful in the sense of things created to please—not the ostentatious gold and glass favored by the eastern kingdoms, not the pleasing maturity of architecture designed to inspire benevolence. It was beautiful in the way that things are, without apology, exactly what they are. The black stone of the outer walls was old and dense, reflecting the color of the sky in a dark mirror. The towers were functional rather than decorative, built for sightlines rather than for effect, but their proportions were right in a way the eye perceived without being able to explain it. The main gate opened onto a central courtyard composed only of clean lines and sharp angles, and at its center stood a fountain devoid of any ornamentation—just water, moving and catching the fading afternoon light.Seraphina took this in through the barred window of the transport van with the trained eye of someone who had learned early o

Cain was in the library, where he always was at this hour, and looked up at Darius's arrival with the expression of a man who had been expecting this conversation for seven months and had arranged his thoughts accordingly.“Sit down,” said Cain. This was not the way subjects usually spoke to kings, and Darius only allowed Cain to do so because Cain had been saying it since Darius was eight years old – the habit was too deeply ingrained to be worth discussing.Darius sat down."You were with her," Cain said.“I offered her the title of Luna.”"I assume that went well.""She refused."“Of course she did.” Cain put down the document he had just read and folded his hands on the table. “What exactly did she say?”Darius repeated it with the exact same precision he used when gathering information. Cain listened without interruption, which meant he was taking the words seriously, rather than just processing them mentally for a response. When Darius finished, Cain was silent for a moment."Sh