Duchess Rowena Novels & Stories

Her eyes filled with terror. "Where am I? Who am I," She curled up in the fetal position. "I suppose I am up," Warren approached Duchess at a slow and steady rate, "Your name is Duchess, and you died a day ago. We bought you to Tsonoqua to bring you back to life. What do you remember?" Duchess held her head, "I remember a strange powder, and getting sick, and then nothing," Duchess saw the raven woman, "I remember you, we were supposed to take a journey, right?"

From the shadows of the ruined colonnade, a figure stepped forward draped in red silk, her eyes like twin embers in the dim. Rowena. Alive. Whole. Smiling. “Lovely coronation,” she purred. “But, sister, did you really think you were the only queen?” The ground trembled. The fires shifted, turning black once more. Matteo reached for his weapon. Bianca raised her blade. But Rowena only laughed, soft and deadly. “You fought a war for the living. I command the dead. The real war,” she whispered, “starts now.” The sky cracked open lightning raining blood.

Though, it’s incredibly hard to fully relax around a witch. “I am Rowena, an elder witch of the Blue Crescent guild of witches. Though, I don’t appear very often anymore due to my age and health. The end of my time is nearing, but I knew I had a final act to perform before I could rest. The Goddess told me I would be needed for the balance, but I never knew when or why. I’ve waited a very long time to be here for you. Child, you and your wolf are blessed by the Goddess herself. Are you aware of this?”

My helper assured Killian and he thanked her before leaving the room with Annabelle in his arms. "Thank you, Jas." I thanked her and she nodded with a smile. "My pleasure. But I'm curious to know about her powers. It's still not clear what kind of thing she is." She said curiously. "She's the daughter of Rowena. And I believe you know who she was." Her eyes went wide in shock. Rowena was the most powerful witch in the witch clan but she left her clan when she found her mate as he was a werewolf. Unfortunately he died in a war between packs after making her pregnant. No one knew where she was. Later people got to know she died. Her death was a mystery.

“Reive Eridanus and my fiancée Angelina Vallebour.” The women were clearly glad to see a new man in their company. All except Duchess Charlie. She paid no attention to the necromancer. It was obvious she was only interested in the king. Reive glanced over his shoulder at Livia and met her eyes. The pursed lips on her swollen face were turning ash-pale. The cursed duchess was looking sullenly in their direction. This time, the necromancer was sure she was watching not them, but the woman who had suddenly become her rival.

Third POV In the humid and suffocating dungeon cells of the Warpaw kingdom, Rowena rages with hysteria. Her once perfectly manicured nails now marred, she slams the cold iron bars, creating a cacophony that echoes through the damp, stone walls. Her screams reverberate, piercing the stillness of the dungeon. "Let me out of here, you pathetic fools! Do you have any idea who I am?" Rowena's voice, sharp and insufferable, cuts through the air.

Then the rest of the queens were seated accordingly after Racheal. Beside Selena was Johanna, followed by Helena and Leah. William was currently weak from the battle he hardly took part in. "Duchess Pacih, what a pleasant surprise. I haven't seen you since the last time your daughter was involved in a scandal." Johanna mused when she saw the lady bowing to Ragaleon and congratulating him. The lady turned to gaze at Johanna, then smiled. "I heard your son was greatly hurt. The coward prince—that's what they call him." Pacih laughed, and Johanna's throat became dry.

Roselle ended up standing there, frozen, as the duchess scrutinized her reaction. Even though Duchess Rowena had yet to meet her husband due to the current situation, she had already heard about this. And this was why she sought to meet the Princess. Of course, she already knew about the deal of Romeo's marriage to this human princess. And Duchess Rowena was actually disheartened when she heard about the deal that Romeo was not even allowed to touch his own wife.

“But not the second time. All of this was a misunderstanding and I am too lazy to explain it to someone who didn’t bother to know the truth.” Cassandra collected all her clothes from the floor, walk to the bathroom. She dresses herself and after a while. She looks straight into Rowena's eyes. Rowena was speechless, for the first time in years she couldn't find a word to curse, or even to shout. It was not because she was afraid but rather, she saw her younger version of her in that woman. "Now, if you could please deliver my message to this blessed son of yours. Who has sent from heaven to the best mother in this world." Her sarcasm remark stopped there.

Fuck, I didn’t want to be here anymore. When I entered and caught sight of her, her beauty didn’t go unnoticed. She was slender, with brunette hair and a round face that gave her a breathtaking appearance. But despite how pretty and elegant she was, I was still stuck up on Rowena. I was and I didn’t know until well. Possibly never.