-Katherine- Darius stormed into our bedroom, and only when we were inside did he let go of my hand. I watched as he began finding more of his stuff and helping the servants pack, but I stayed in my spot watching him and not moving while I rocked a little back and forth with our son. Darius didn’t notice at first how I stayed frozen, but as he suddenly glanced at me, he noticed I wasn’t moving. He looked at me, confused, then came over to me, his soft eyes appearing again instead of the cold and hard ones. "My Queen, why aren’t you packing?" he asked. "Darius, wait," I told him. Darius looked confused, but I didn’t want this conversation with other people listening in. I told the servants to leave and just let everything stay as it was, even though we had quite a mess in here now. I told the guards and servants to wait outside and handed over our son to one of them. I was unsure where this talk was going, and I didn’t want him to wake up from his little nap. He had become so tired.
-Darius- I understood Katherine wanted to stay. I heard everything she was saying, but I simply needed her away from the court. I wanted her to be safe, and I didn’t think she could ever be safe here. I wished I could make her see that, but Katherine was still holding onto her wish for revenge. It wasn't that I didn’t get that, and I wanted to punish my brother as well. I wanted to hurt him and Silver, but there had been so much blood. I was tired of blood, and when I was finally allowed to meet our son, all I could think about was getting him and my wife somewhere safe. Somewhere, they would never feel like they were wrong for being who they were, and no one would want to come after them and hurt them. I needed to feel safe too. I needed to feel calm again and like I didn’t have to look over my shoulder all the time. I was getting so tired of it. I had barely slept for so long, and now that I was home, I didn’t even feel very relaxed because of what had almost happened to Katherine.
-Katherine- The place Darius had chosen was amazing. It was in the countryside, far away from any cities, but there were villages and towns nearby that Darius owned. He owned all the land. His father had given him all of this, making sure he still carried a status even though he was born a bastard. Darius came up beside me as I watched the big mansion in front of us. It was incredible, and I knew there would be lots of room for him and me. Servants stood in long lines already waiting for us, and he explained to me that they were there to take care of the place even though he did not live there. He carried our son this time. Darius refused to put him down, which was incredibly adorable. I knew I had to learn to let go of him a little. I had been so on edge while in the castle that I simply didn’t have the ability to let him out of my sight, but it was time I gave him his own room. We walked inside, and I looked up at the ceiling, seeing the beautiful pattern that had been made, and th
-Katherine- Darius was not lying when he said he found it hard to sleep. In the middle of the night, I found him standing by the window, the fireplace behind him burning and casting a beautiful light on him. He was half dressed, wearing only pants, but I could see the worried expression on his face. I could see the way he looked out of the window, as if something might come running towards the house and attack us. I sat up a little, watching Darius, seeing the pain in him and how tight his body had gotten as he held himself in a defensive position. He sipped a little from a wine cup, and I felt my heart ache at the sight of him. I knew there wasn’t much I could do for him. My father had been a fighter too, and my mother did tell me sometimes he could act "funny" when he got home. I never truly understood why until I grew older. Or maybe now was when I truly understood it. Now I saw it. I saw how much it changed you and how dark it made you. I felt so bad for Darius because I didn’t k
-Darius- Katherine had received a little training in fighting. I could see in this world the other me had trained even more since Acan wasn’t in the way of her lessons anymore. But Katherine hadn’t been taught the same. This Katherine in front of me. She hadn’t experienced the same things. She might have the memories, but all those techniques and lessons the other Katherine had been given didn’t miraculously transfer to this Katherine. I watched as she swung her smaller sword around. It was made for her. Mine was too heavy. She smiled a little, and she looked very good in her training clothes—tight pants and a shirt—looking almost a bit like a pirate. A very sexy pirate. I knew Katherine thought this would ease my mind, and I did think there might be a chance it might. I still felt on edge. I thought the moment we came here and I could see my family in this great place, I could calm down again. I could be me again, but it wasn’t that simple, and Katherine noticed. She saw that I was
-Katherine- Darius and I went riding today. We had been at the estate for a while now, and I could see the changes that were happening in us. Good changes. The ones I had hoped I would get to experience at some point. I had begun to lose myself as well. I had done things I never thought I could do. I had lost myself in ways I hadn’t realized until Darius and I began becoming our old selves. We began playing around, laughing, and enjoying our time, and our son slowly felt at ease too. I hadn’t noticed I was stressing him out as well. He was so tiny, and I had thought he didn’t want to sleep a lot, but after coming to this place and settling down, he suddenly slept a lot. He had felt on edge too. After all, he had saved my life by letting me borrow his powers, and he knew there were dangers out there. He might not be able to speak yet, but he knew there were dangers. He knew letting down his guard was not something he could do in the castle. But out here? Out here, he felt good. He fel
-Katherine- In the middle of the night, I began hearing whimpering. It confused me, and I turned and looked over my shoulder, seeing Darius moving his head from side to side. His whole body was covered in a thin layer of sweat. The sheets barely covered him, and yet he was sweating so badly. I moved closer to him, reaching out and gently shaking him. He continued to whimper, so I called out to him. "Darius?" He continued to move his head around and be trapped in the nightmare, so I shook him harder. "Darius!" His eyes sprung open, and he clutched my wrist, making me hiss in pain, but I didn’t tell him to let go. I saw how lost his eyes looked, as if he were unsure of where he really was. Then he began calming down and saw who was in front of him. "Katherine?" he whispered. "I’m right here," I promised. He pulled me closer, crashing his lips against mine and shocking me with the power and passion behind the kiss. He pulled back only to pull me closer, then he had me get on top o
-Darius- Katherine had a point. I couldn’t hide forever. I couldn’t act like we weren’t needed yet, because we were. Just this letter from my brother spoke of how he was clearly pushing the people again, because who would pay for his war? Who were the ones who had to give up the money and the men? Acan wasn’t the one going into battle. He wasn’t the one joining the men out there. He knew how dangerous the Dark Ones were, and so he hid behind his high walls. He made others do the dirty work. He made them sacrifice everything for him. It was disgusting, and it only fueled my anger towards him. I didn’t want to go back, though. I didn’t want to risk Katherine or my son. Henry deserved to grow up somewhere safe where he didn’t have to put on a well-practiced mask to please the people around him. He deserved to be a young boy, running around and riding, chasing girls, and learning how to use a sword. He shouldn’t be burdened with social conduct and politics. He shouldn’t be burdened with