Martin pushed the door open and Nicky looked at the door to see the intruder. Martin frowned," Hey, Mom. I heard your voice from my room. What is going on?" He feigned ignorance.Nicky pointed an accusing finger at Reagan whose head was bent." This girl stole a cologne. Did you know that my ring was stolen?" She asked in anger.Martin's eyes widened in shock, " The one that the king gave you as a gift?" He asked. His mom had always cherished that ring and never allowed anyone to touch it. She only wore it on special occasions. " Who do you suspect?" He was genuinely interested.She gave Reagan a wicked stare, " It must be the maids of course. Only she and Cisca works in the house." " We don't have proof. I don't think they did it." " Martin, don't start. These girls are thieves." She maintained eye contact with Reagan who averted her gaze.Martin turned to Reagan, " Whose perfume did you wear? Speak the trusty and just maybe my mother can be kind to you." Reagan was almost cryin
Alden merely raised a brow when he saw Martin hugging Cisca. From where he hid behind a stall, he watched Martin plant a kiss on her forehead.Cisca waved with a shy smile, " I'll see you later." She said." Alright." Martin pumped his fists in the air after Cisca walked away, causing Alden to smile, he couldn't blame him. Cisca was very beautiful and any man would be lucky to have her attention. Cisca walked towards him, " How long have you been standing there?" She inquired with a quirky smile on her lips." Too long to know that his eyes are on you. What game are you playing?" He responded as lowered his head to capture her mouth in a greeting kiss. Cisca blinked slowly as her senses seemed to scramble from the kiss." Huh?" She said in a daze as she tried to remember the question. Alden's eyes shone with mischief, as he beamed with male pride, that he still had this effect on her.Cisca slapped his arm playfully, " You are enjoying this, aren't you?" She pouted.Alden let out
A wave of despair descended on Stiles the instant he saw the ruins of what was once a great building. The smell of the smoke hung pungently in the air as black soot covered the ground. How dare Maxwell try to cause disarray in his pack? He hadn't even become king and this was already happening. With stone cold eyes, he turned to the guard, " Are there any casualties?"" None sir. The children were gotten to safety before it crossed to their quarters." The guard answered Stiles felt like someone was watching him, and he stiffened, he took a wild guess and turned. Behold, he locked gazes with Alden's judgemental ones. He knew the source of the fire. Turning to the guard, Stiles inquired, "Did anyone see the culprits or know how it started?" They shook their heads, and a man raised his hand. " I saw a man wearing a black garb, running towards the forest." " Find him!" Stiles ordered and marched toward the second building, the one the children were moved to. The children cowered whe
" The bottle," Alexia repeated in a flat tone as she narrowed her eyes suspiciously at the object.Nicky regained her composure, and pinned her with a nonchalant look, " It's none of your business."Stiles groaned in pain," Mom, leave her alone. Your voice is causing my head to hurt." He muttered. His head was pounding and he knew that they were about to start their bickering. Alexia shot Nicky a stare before turning to Stiles. " Sorry hun. You can't be seen in this state." She said. Nicky seized the opportunity to leave their presence. She sighed in relief, grateful on one hand for Stiles' intervention and unhappy at Alexia's presence. She would have a second chance, she was sure of that. Alexia rubbed Stiles' back and called two guards to assist him. After her efforts of trying to get him to stand went down the drain. " Help him up to his room." She ordered. Stiles groaned as he collapsed on the bed." You can leave." She told them. She waited till she heard their footsteps do
Stiles flung a withering stare at Dr.Bart who managed to show little remorse. His gaze flickered from one end of the office to the other. " I take it, you know the reason I am here." Stiles broke the silence that stretched on like an infinite woven thread. Dr. Bart had the decency to bow his head, " I'm sorry that you had to find out this way." He apologized weakly. Wrath bubbled inside Stiles threatening to spill and cause him to do something evil like strike him across the cheek. "You are not sorry for what you did, only how I found out?" He inquired, to see if he was the one with the ear problem. Dr. Bart's head snapped up immediately, " I'm sorry that statement came out wrongly. I'm genuinely sorry." He replied.A myriad of graphic images played in Stiles'mind, followed by malevolent thoughts on how to deal with this doctor standing in front of him. They were very fulfilling like cutting his parts into bits and pieces, or making him rot in the dungeon, cutting his tongue off,
They fell into comforting silence as they trudged to their quarters. As usual, they had to report to their supervisor. Melissa. She stood outside Cisca's room.A muscle ticked in her jaw, and she tapped her foot on the floor, with gritted teeth which hardened her facial planes. Reagan headed towards her room to avoid confrontation, but Melissa's gaze stopped her. Why she was angry they didn't understand. " I have been waiting for a very long time." Cisca shot a confused glance at Reagan who shook her head in silent communication. " How are you doing, Melissa?" Reagan replied in a matching tone." Reports have gotten to me that you didn't complete your chores." Melissa stared at them. " Who said that?" Reagan challenged. " Does that mean that they are lying ?" " Yes, we have been working our asses off, and someone comes to feed you this?" Cisca chirped in. Melissa turned to her as if just realizing that she was there. " You especially, you were rumored to be talking to Martin wh
The cemetery was livelier than the dining table. It was as if everyone was afraid to breathe, because they let their breaths out their nostrils slowly as if they had been forbidden to breathe too loudly. Alexia paused with her fork mid-air, gazing at Alden intently until she suddenly said "You can not be serious"Alden matched her stare head-on, "I don't consider myself a comedian." "How dare you talk like this" She thundered in incredulity, wondering the manner of effrontery he possessed "don't you have respect for the king?""The late king" Alden mused slowly, dipping his fork into the plate of steak "I am sure he would be happy to have a grandchild"" Can you hear what this lad is saying? Trying to embarrass us in the name of this foolishness?!" Alexia turned sharply to Nicky in support, who minded her business, causing Alexia to feel stupid for her outburst. The only anger she felt was that Cisca would not be able to convince Martin to do her bidding. " I've never seen where a
" We will have this discussion later." Queen Alexia marched away, since Stiles wanted to be stupid she wouldn't indulge him. What he intended to prove was beyond her, why was he doing what he did? " It's obvious that you know why he was brooding." Martin broke the silence. Stiles nodded casually, " Is there a problem if I do?" After giving him a suspicious look, Martin replied calmly." None at all." Then focused his attention on the said records. The silence became unbearable for Stiles and he spoke." You must be judging me."" For?" " You want me to say it?" He inquired. " If you must," Martin replied nonchalantly. He was less concerned about their business as long as it didn't affect the pack. " How are you taking the situation?" " What situation?" Martin feigned ignorance. " Cisca's situation." Shrugging gently, and settling with a blank stare after, " It's a good addition to the family, don't you think so? When will you be having the coronation ceremony?" Martin deflecte