Hello Lovelies! I am so excited to finally get to introduce the true Calder to everyone! He has been one of my favorite male leads to write and I hope you all will come to love him as much as I do! Back to back Cal POV chapters here, so be ready! Make sure to add the book to your library and leave a review if you are enjoying the story! Love & Light Everyone!
As Errant and Tasha disappeared into the woods, Calder tried to rush after them, but the young blonde witch who had stayed behind, wove her hands about and a wall of silvery water laced through the air, blocking his way. "I'm sorry your highness, but I have strict instructions to keep you here until the traitor is locked away." There was something in her voice, almost a sick satisfaction, and it made Calder's blood boil. "You would do well, sorceress, to remember your place." "As it would have done you to remember yours when you consorted with a witch. If you truly wanted to save her, you should have stayed away from her in the first place.” The bitch had some nerve speaking to him that way, even though he knew she was right. It was his fault Tasha was going to be stripped of her power and banished, or more likely killed in the process. But there had to be something he could do to stop it. "I suggest you let me pass." He said coolly. "I’m sorry, but I cannot allow you to leave he
Calder had spent the last hours of darkness before the sun rose, pouring over books that made absolutely no sense to him. He had demanded access to the Magical Archives Library, determined to find another way to extract the demon from Tasha and destroy it. Nothing was going to deter him. He would find a way no matter what it took. But time continued to pass, and the runes in the books were foreign to him, and when the King at last came to him with his face grim, the Prince’s heart clenched. "Calder..." "I just need a little more time." He grabbed another book and ripped it open. Josnen put a hand on his son's arm. "Calder, Errant would not be swayed. And his reasons are sound. I am sorry, but the ritual will proceed. There is nothing more that can be done." His blood went cold. "No." The King's hand tightened on his arm. "They are preparing her now." He thought his heart would rip through his chest. “But it isn't sunrise yet." “It’s about to be, and Errant isn't risking you mak
Excruciating pain. That was all Astasha had felt.She knew Cal had sworn to save her, knew he would do everything he could to keep his word, but as the cell door closed behind her in the Prisoner’s Tower, guarded by men and magic alike, she knew there was no escape.It was pointless to fight her fate, no matter how much her soul ached knowing what it would do to Cal. And so, when they came to collect her before the sun rose, she went willingly. Not even when they stripped her of her clothing and restrained her on the cold stone table, did she struggle. Her love was safe, free to live his life as it would have been had they never met that day in the market, and that was all that mattered at that point.She had resigned herself to simply lay there, eyes closed, until death took her. But when she heard his voice, her heart broke into a million pieces. She didn't want him to see her like this, to watch what was about to happen.But he was there, flanked by guards, no doubt too stubborn to
The moment Astasha had lost consciousness, the pain had ceased in Calder's chest and the panic rose. "Tasha!" He shook her hand and reached out for her face. It was pale and fragile. "Is she...?" He couldn't bring himself to say the word. If she was... He couldn’t even fathom the things he would do. Errant focused his energy over her heart. "There is a pulse of life within her still, though it’s faint. Hurry. I cannot help her like this." Zephyr used his power to help lift her on the air and carry her through the palace, while the older Fire Witch and Errant used theirs to try to hold back the bleeding, and no doubt, the demon. But Calder refused to let go of her hand. Finally, they reached the Healing Ward and called for servants to bring fresh linens and warm water. Astasha was placed gently on a bed, but the sight of the still open wound running down her chest made Calder sick to his stomach. He didn't care what pain it caused him, she needed to be healed. “For fuck’s sake,
Calder had insisted Astasha rest and heal before anything further was discussed or done, but she was adamant that the conversations needing to be had couldn't wait. So he called for fresh clothes, food and water, to be brought for her while they filled her in on what had happened during and after the attempted Extraction Ritual. His hand never left her own, no doubt his way of showing he had no intention of leaving her side. And while it was a comfort, she couldn't help but notice Errant's persistent glances towards the show of affection. Cal had become extremely protective of her, and so it was no surprise he refused to let Bryn apply an herbal salve to her wound, insisting he could do it himself. But it simply wouldn't be as potent without the Earth Sorcerer’s energy, and so she squeezed her Prince’s hand in reassurance. "It's ok Cal. Trust me." she said to him gently. From the look in his eyes, she couldn't imagine what hell he had been going through. More than that, there was
The Royal Magic Advisory made quick work of bringing the essentials for the ritual to the healing ward. The King had forced his way into the room despite Errant's pleas, citing the magic Helia had felt in the connecting scars as proof enough that Astasha was in control. Beside himself with fury at all that had occurred while he was barred from the room, he was even more furious that there was to be another Authentication Ritual involving his son. But Astasha had watched as Calder calmed his father, reassuring him that everything would be alright. It was extremely rare that the ritual was performed on two people at once due to the risks of traversing multiple minds at the same time, but it was argued that with their connection, it could be potentially more dangerous with only one. And so, with the room at last ready, Astasha and Calder laid down next to each other on two beds that had been pushed together. While she knew this was their best chance of finding answers, it still
Five days that were supposed to be spent celebrating the return of the Prince had been turned to hell and horror. No one outside the Advisory and the royal family had any idea though. To keep the people from panicking, things had carried on as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening. And so, while Astasha and Calder had been suffering and fighting for each other and their lives, the people of Trenue had drank and sang and danced. And now, as Astasha sat in her room, a prisoner to her circumstances, the closing festivities were in full swing. Once back in her chambers, she had immediately used her fire to pull energy, but the power that flowed into her, for some reason, burned harder and brighter than before. It was strange, but then, all of this was strange. Helia had been able to piece together part of what was happening, but there were still so many things that hadn’t been explained. After cleaning off the grime, and sweat, and blood of everything that had happened, she ap
After the King had excused himself, they could hear Errant's furious protests over allowing the Prince to stay with Astasha alone for the night. The two had listened from inside the room as Josnen raised his commanding tone, insisting if he was so worried, Errant could stand watch himself outside her door till the sun rose. The argument was settled faster than one would assume, as the King gave his final word and strode away, leaving the Grand Sorcerer swearing under his breath and barking orders. At last, the group outside dispersed, and Astasha turned to Calder. He was watching her, and she could feel the heartbreak stronger and stronger the more he did. "Cal..." She stepped toward him. "Run away with me." His words stopped her in her tracks. "What?" He crossed the remaining distance between them and took her face in his hands. "Run away with me. We'll find a way to banish the demon and live happily ever after together, just, come with me, anywhere but here. Anywhere but where