Evanara The Empress's silver hair was plaited beautifully to keep every strand in place. Such beautiful work. She walked through the huge doors into a vast hall way. Princess and Ladies, more than I'd seen together in one place walked ahead of us. I had thought the palace was a serene environment for only the royal family. What section of the palace was this? Why were there so many here? "The Grand Empress to pass through the Court!!! "Someone shrieked behind me. I would have looked backward to see who it was had the orderly movement not struck my eye. The women froze at first then immediately recovering from their shock, the ones closest to the right side of the wall, moved to it and the ones closest to the left side move to it, thus creating more than enough space for ten people to pass through. I stole a glance at the old empress as she moved, hands behind her back like she was inspecting. Grand? The previous King's mother? A really weird monarchy this is. It was no wonde
Gawain I stomped out of Gaius' quarter, hands crossed behind my back, fuming. I met Orien waiting outside by the door and he trailed behind me, quietly. He knew when not to ask me questions. There was no sign of grandmother. She must have gotten tired of waiting for the treatments to be done. "Gawain... ". Orien said. "Cancel my meeting with the Clan heads and Head Merchants. Send an apology note to them and fix another date for the meeting. Assemble every maid, every one of them and every royal who has access to the kitchens in my Throne room. Send for Magus Adonis as well. "I ordered. "Why-" "Do not question me. "My voice boomed across the hallway. Not with the voice of a friend but of a Emperor. "Magus Adonis only comes once in four weeks. He will not heed the call-" "Call. For. Him. "I said sternly. Orien was right though. He would not come but I would have him send word anyway. "An hour, Orien. An hour to assemble all of them. Fix your nose befo
Evanara I'd woken a few hours ago in my chambers, in fresh clothes and had found Gawain nodding off at the edge of my bed, head leaning on one of the poles made from the furniture of my bed. One movement from me and he jerked upwards. Murmured that my child was fine and a few other things I no longer remembered. When I asked what had happened, he murmured again about going to get me food from the kitchen. Before I could ask where my maids had gone, he was out the door. The door swung open and Gawain walked in, tray in his hands. He looked around the room as if to find a suitable table to place the food atop but he shrugged and placed it on the bed beside me. He stood there and peered down at me. I frowned at him. He frowned back and inclined his head towards the plate of roast chicken and soup and fruits on another plate. I rolled my eyes and sat up, folding my legs in front of me as i dug in. It tasted fabulous and it took me a few minutes of stuffing m
Katherine "Come in." I said, dropping the coffee mug on the wooden stool beside my bed. The door swung open and he bowed on instinct. "You called for me, Your Grace." "Yes. Shut the door, will you?" I said with a wave of my hand. He did and turned back to look at me. His grey eyes traveled from my face to my exposed cleavage and my nipples that weren't so much as protected by the lacy gown I wore. His eyes traveled down to my thighs and legs and his throat bobbed. "You called for me, Your Grace."His voice bold and unshaken even if his eyes betrayed him. "Quit the formalities, Sir Adrienne. I see the way you look at me with those eyes of yours that beg to see me undressed." I said, rising from my bed. I trailed him, swinging my hips left and right, his eyes drinking me in. "I hear Evanara was your bride and my husband stole your right." His eyes darkened on the sentence and my lips curled upwards. "I've also heard what transpired when she came looki
Evanara I awoke to a hand over mouth and nose and something sharp teased my neck. "Scream and I'll slit your throat." A male's voice said behind me. I stilled, eyes darting over to the edge of the bed where Gawain usually sat. He wasn't there. Instead I saw another cloaked figure standing at the edge of the bed, watching. He'd returned to his chambers last night on Katherine's request. Cold sweat trickled down my neck and my breath hitched. Pair of hands yanked me from my bed and another pair tied a cloth around my mouth. Something fell over my face and all I could see was darkness. My hands were tied in front of me tightly. They could have easily slit my throat and ended me when I was asleep but they were taking me captive. If they went through all this trouble just to cart me away blindfolded, I was important to them and they wouldn't try to kill me. Someone pushed me forward and another yanked my hands, pulling me by the rope that tied them. I heard the slight creak
Evanara Surprisingly, the next morning, Gawain didn't bring breakfast to the room. Instead, he said we would be eating with his family. The maids had been released but he changed them. Now we were seated at the long mahogany table that had enough room for over twenty people, evenly spaced but there were only seven of us. Gawain took the head of the table, his father at the other end of it. Katherine had taken the seat to his right and his mother took the seat to his left. The old hag was surprisingly present again and she'd taken the seat next to Hera. Leaving me to seat beside Prince Dameon who was beside Katherine. At the table there was a silence, but not one of happy eating. There was tension and the few unsaid words that filled the air fell like dirty pebbles onto the table. I looked about at the faces, how the tightness of their jaws and shoulders are reflected in one another. My belly became tight and I felt the hunger i felt slip away from me slowly,well, t
Evanara I didn't leave my room for the rest of the day. I only moved a few times when i needed to relieve myself. I ignored who ever knocked on the door and remained in bed. My stomach churned a couple of times but i ignored it. Mostly because i was scared of opening the door and finding him outside my room. I would sneak out night and find something to eat. I looked out the window. Only the black night showed ahead. It took me back to my days as a child. Mother would not let me leave the house so i could not go to school like the other children would. She personally tutored me. I had first seen the stars and the moon from books. Had craved to go outside to see for myself but every time i had spoken about it, she would change the topic and start telling me stories. Intriguing stories. None ever of humans. She only spoke of impossible things and i had always listened with rapt attention. In her burning eyes, i had seen excitement, wildness and happiness whenever she spoke about a wor
Evanara While Gawain prepared for the trip the next day, I visited the Circle. Teaching the younger girls to dance was refreshing. Especially when I had their full genuine attention. Gaia and Erika didn't bug me like they usually did. At some point, they had even joined me. Later in the evening, Orien came to pick me up. During the ride home we had a chit-chat. I learned that he wasn't just Head of Knights, he was Gawain's childhood and best friend. He told me about Gawain's childhood. Prince Dameon had been brought up from birth as the heir to the throne. Being trained as well. Gawain never had interest in those things. He'd stuck to books and the first time he had been forced to wield a sword, he'd cut himself. According to Orien, Gawain had frozen on seeing his own blood. Thereafter, he began shaking. Gawain dreaded the sight of blood. It had also taken him a long time before he could go near knives or scissors or even swords. Or even, the barracks itself. I laughed as Or