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(Vera) The woman had walked away, but I couldn't stop myself from following her with my eyes. Something about her was odd, and I didn't like the feeling in my stomach. I felt nervous and agitated, and Nova was too. I could feel her restlessness."Where did I see that serpent ring, Nova?" I thought and my dragon shook her head, looking frustrated."I have no idea. You must have seen it when I was gone, or when I was not there."I shook my head as I watched the woman talking with the queen. Her expressions were sweet and sugary, but her eyes- the look in them was so wrong. Mateo walked towards me with a glass of Elven Snow Gin. "You want something?""That was what you were drinking when I first met you," I whispered as I grabbed the glass from him and took a quick sip."I blame it for my actions.""No. You would have done everything you had done that night even if you were not drinking," I said with a teasing look in his direction and then I was distracted by a loud laughter. The woman
(Vera) I was talking with Tatienna when Amyra barged towards us, sweaty and pale. Her fingers were trembling and I could see whatever she had heard was not anything good. She looked like she had just seen a Spectre or something."It is- she is not- this is a -" Amyra blinked and took in a deep breath as I put a hand on her shoulder, turning her towards me."Look at me, Amyra, look. Take a deep breath, and now tell us what you have heard.""We should go somewhere else. Grandma, your private chambers...""Go, I will ask Mateo and Blaine to come meet you.""Keep and eye on Claudine, Grandma. Tell mom and dad, too, to meet us," Amyra said as she hurried away and I followed her. She was almost running, climbing two stairs at a time, and we finally reached the room. She looked around, walked in and soon Blaine, Mateo, the king and the queen were all there.Amyra nervously tugged at her hair as she stared at us. "You are right, Vera. She isn't as harmless as we believed," Amyra started, and
(Orna)Tymeria walked the entire length of the dungeon, her nostrils flaring in irritation. Her cheeks were flushed as she kept mumbling under her breath. I felt a tickle of amusement as I pushed the woman inside the last cell and locked the door. There were annoying sounds of sobbing, which irritated me to no end. I wanted nothing more than to silence them, but for now, I needed them. I had to keep them safe here. "Fucking Claudine," she hissed, before she whirled around and looked at me her eyes narrowed in agitation. I could see her rage, but I didn't care about Claudine. Everyone was a means to an end. I knew she wouldn't babble, and that was enough for now."It isn't really her fault, Tymeria. Like I said, my niece is smarter. She has always been." I felt a flicker of pride. It was fun playing against someone who was as smart as me. If she had been someone like me, if she had acquired the genes of Estrild's daughter, we could have destroyed Draconia together, and built somethin
(Vera) "ORNA.""Orna what? Who?" Faye muttered as I crumpled the paper in my hand as my claws poked into the leather-bound book. I left a dark growl as I looked around the destroyed house. I thought she had died. My mom was the one who told me she had died a few weeks before she fell sick. Orna was the one who killed my mom. The bitch had planned her game from the week she had staged her own death. It was perfect, and I had to give her that, but I would pay her back for that. For everything she had done to me. "The bitch killed my mom. I knew it.""Who is she?" Mateo asked, his voice a dark growl. I could see the flash of anger in his eyes. "My aunt." They all gasped. "Yes. She is my dad's half sister. They were really close, too," I said as I thought about all the days I had spent with Orna. She was a fun aunt to me, always telling me stories. And having a freaking photographic memory meant I remembered everything. Every stories."Who here knew the story of Estrild and her thr
(Vera)"If she was dead..." Blaine took a deep breath, his hands quivering. He stood up, and the book fell to the ground. "It would be my fault. I didn't even try to find out the truth. I refused to talk with her when she came to talk about-""You were just seventeen.""I was almost eighteen, there were just three months for my eighteenth birthday, a day I would find my mate, finally, and my dragon felt besotted with her, too and he felt this pull towards her, and I had been holding on to the hope that she was mine. My mate. The other part of my soul. I wanted it with everything in me. I wanted her with everything," he whispered as his face morphed into one of grief and pain. It hurt me to see him like that. We had always joked around, and this was the most we had ever talked with each other. Now that he was sharing all of this with me, I felt like he had accepted me as his sister as well. I squeezed his palm in mine. He had a grateful look in his eyes as he stared back. "That was wh
(Mateo) "Blaine..." I put a hand on his shoulder as he pressed his forehead against the wall. He looked at me, his eyes blank, but I could feel the storm swirling underneath. It broke my heart to see him like that.We had always been best friends. Being only a year and two months apart, we grew up with each other, and we shared everything. So I knew how much it had hurt him when Izza ran away, or so we had assumed, but we had reasons to assume it. She sent messages from her phone, saying she was going to get out of this place. "You know... we would have done everything if we hadn't received the message," I said and he growled and hissed. "Even then, we should have done everything. I - I was so fucking angry that she chose someone else over me, I didn't even try.""You didn't, but mom tried, Blaine." "I did," my mother said as she walked to where we were standing around Izza's room. She put a hand on Blaine's shoulder and he shook her hand away. Her face fell before she put her ha
(Izza)I heard voices. There were so many voices these days. I didn't know who they were. They hissed and shouted and whispered, and I had a feeling they were not too pleased with whatever they were doing. "Claudine is dead. Did you kill her?" I knew this voice. Tymeria Blackstone. This other woman growled. "I didn't kill her. I don't know who killed her." I didn't remember her voice. I looked around my room and sighed."Orna. You should leave." Tymeria said. "And you, too." "But mom..." "Kill the hybrid and leave," the other woman said and my body jerked back in fear and pain. But then again, I knew it was coming. It was only a matter of time. Stripped of magic and dragon, I couldn't do anything to fight back. "Why? We can easily use that memory spell...""Memory spell doesn't always last. We can't gamble on this. She might get her memory back in ten days or ten years or never. KILL HER." Tymeria said, her voice cold and aloof. "As long as we have Vera to destroy the crown, we
(Mateo)Caden looked at me as we walked out. There was a slight hesitation in my mind, but I had no other choice but to do this right now… “Mat, don’t- please don’t hurt her. I know she was wrong, and whatever she was doing was wrong, but the other woman... they talk about how the women are all descendants and- I-”"Of course, I won’t kill your mother as long as she doesn’t do anything stupid, Cade, but if what you told me was true, then she must be punished for what she had done already."“I know, and it shocked me when I overheard her talking with someone about the gallery and Vera and I had to come and warn you. She is my mom, and I don’t want her to do something stupid. I mean, what are they? Descendants of what? Do you know anything?” Caden looked frustrated as he tugged at his hair and grunted.“It is a long story, Caden. A really long one,” I said as Vera walked out after talking with my mother.“I told everything to your mom and dad. They are sending the royal guards with us.”