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More days passed as Calhoun, and his crew trod across the dark forest. They were already losing hope of ever finding their way out when they were blessed with the sight of sunlight at a far-off distance. Immediately they started galloping to the light, happy that finally, after a long time, they would be able to come out of the dark forest. They have never missed the sun as much as they did during that period. It didn't take much time before they reached the end of the forest, finding themselves in a somewhat deserted village. There were run-down houses, and the roads were dirty, though not enough that showed there was no civilization. There wasn't a soul in sight, though. Calhoun looked back at where he had come from, and the forest stood tall and proud, emitting danger. He trotted into the village, his guards and Firoza right behind him as he tried looking for signs of life. The clouds were finally an everyday shade of blue, typical for most people, as the sky back in the
Good day readers! I want to thank you so much for being with me throughout the beginning of this my writing journey. As this is my first time writing in this platform, it has been so much fun writing this story for your entertainment. I still make mistakes in some areas, but I try my best to improve on them. One of those areas is in the area of late updates, which I want to clarify. Some of you have complained about the late updates, and some have asked about my updating schedule. I want to talk about that here. So I update three times in a week, Sunday, Monday and Tuesday, Central European Time. I update between the hours 15:00 and 16:00, which is usually in the evening. I upload a chapter each on these days, and each chapter is an average of two thousand words. So in three days, I update six thousand words; the equivalent of the average number of words most authors on this site update in a week. I carry out my updates like this to avoid unduly stretchin
The old man led Calhoun to the back of his stall, where an empty alleyway stood. It looked like it hadn't been used for years; the walls were moldy, and the air stank of rot. He wondered what poor rodent had died there. The road was narrow and rough, barely enough for him and his horse. They walked deeper into the alleyway, and Calhoun noticed that the path was between two walls. One was just a regular wall used as a means of demarcation, while the other was a huge, tall wall that he immediately assumed encased an expensive building inside. Whoever owned it was probably a warm-hearted person as he allowed people to be selling goods by his wall. They continued their walk for some minutes before reaching the end, stopping before two paths. The right path led to the other end of the enormous building, while the left led to a small forest. The old man started towards the left. Calhoun inwardly sighed. They had just left a forest only to find themselves in another one. He hoped that
The men proudly walked into the palace hall, and the king counted five of them. An outstanding one stood in the middle, and his uniqueness could be seen in the way he carried himself, as the other four only walked behind him, moving only when he moved. They paused in the middle of the hall, not making a sound. As if coming to their senses, the king's guards ran towards the men with their swords drawn. The man in the middle merely waved his hands, and the guards were sent flying all over the hall. "Magic!" The king gasped, feeling fear slowly crawling over him. "Your highness, we have come to receive the debt you owe us." The one in the middle powerfully called out. The queen removed her hands from the king's, jerking her head towards the one who had spoken. "What are you doing, my love? Get behind me!" The king whispered, scared when he saw his wife descending the throne stairs. He tried futilely to drag her back behind him. It was as if the queen wasn't in control o
Elena made her way to her grandfather's study. After being in the castle for weeks, she could finally navigate her way around it. She arrived at the big mahogany doors and knocked, waiting for permission to come in. "Enter." The king called out almost immediately. Elena slowly opened the door and peeped inside. The king was already facing her. "Elena, come in. We have been waiting for you." Elena looked at her uncle, who had a weird smile as he stood next to the king. She scrunched her brows, curious as she entered the room, closing the door quietly behind her. "Is there a problem?" She asked. "Whatever gave you that idea?" Her grandfather exclaimed as if even the thought of it was evil. She turned to face Wazir. "The way Wazir is looking at me right now." She still hadn't gotten used to calling Wazir her uncle, and when he noticed her discomfort, he told her that she could continue calling him as she had; he didn't mind. Wazir chuckled, walking over
Previously on the Blood King's Bride... Naomi: Welcome everyone, to another wonderful episode of "The Blood King's Bride" bonus chapters. Now we have reached the middle of this story and as usual, before the start of ten new consecutive chapters, I give you an exclusive into the lives of both characters and the making of this book. Today, our characters are going to be introducing themselves. They may or may not answer questions that would give more insight into their characters, and I hope that none of them would give any spoiler. *Faces each character suggestively.* Now, why don't we get started? Audience: *claps* *Background music plays* Naomi: We are going to start with our main characters. *Faces Elena* Elena, let's start with you. Tell us more about yourself. Elena: *feeling chirpy.* Hello Everyone! As you all know, my name is Elena. I am the first and legitimate daughter of the king of Pres, but my father didn't treat me and my mother r
Elena stood by the kingdom gates, waving goodbye to those who had come out to see her. Her grandparents were still in the castle, as it was inconvenient for them to see her out. Her grandmother had cried and hugged her tightly when she was leaving, and she promised her grandmother that she would be back. She also made her grandmother promise to be strong for her and her grandfather. She wanted to come back to a lively castle. Her grandmother had nodded her head, adhering to her wish. Mac and Wazir had followed her and Forest to the kingdom's gates. Forest was adamant about not leaving her alone, and Elena surmised that he was still in trauma from her kidnap incident. Mac was trying so hard to hide his tears, and so Elena promised him to try and create a branch of the Red Queen's restaurant in the kingdom of Tush, making his dreams come to life. Mac immediately brightened and stopped his tearing, enveloping her in a big hug. Wazir also hugged her tightly, which she returned,
Queen Navina's brother walked around the room, hands folded tightly across his chest. He was pacing about, taking in the information that his sister had just told him. "You know that this is a big problem." He started. "If the elders find out about this, things are going to head south." The room fell into another deep silence, the severity of the information clouding what would have been a joyful meet. "You know," the queen said slowly. "Now that I think of it, I do believe that the leaders knew of my incident." Her brother turned to face her. "What makes you say that?" "Think about it. They were the ones who trained the chosen and taught her how to control her powers. Wouldn't they also know how to tell when a person is being controlled by her? After being with her for such a long time, I doubt they wouldn't recognize the signs." Her brother nodded his head, placing his fingers on his chin as he thought deeply. "What you are saying does make sense." He r