Her body was in a momentum along with the carriage she was sitting in. Sasha was reading a book but she was merely reading the words, understanding nothing because her thoughts were consumed by him.It had been a week since their marriage and today she was finally going to the place she wanted to reach desperately. Her home, the Walton Kingdom.She thought he wouldn't send her back so soon, this was way sooner than she expected. Considering what he was like, he would have let her go back after months. That day after they had sex on the couch of the hall, Sasha woke up in her bed. He wasn't there at that time either. Ever since that day, he had been so busy. She barely saw him. One side of her was glad and the other was way too conscious.Was he already bored of her? These types of questions wouldn't leave her head. She didn't like the fact that she was thinking a lot about this question. She shouldn't care in the least. She shouldn't... but...Yesterday, he called her to his office a
The caravan stepped into the kingdom but she remained seated in the carriage, lost in the chaos of her thoughts. The curtains were drawn together, concealing her from the outside world.Before the encounter with Noah, she imagined herself jumping out of the carriage and hugging her people as they welcomed her warmly but things took a wild turn.Everything was completely different from her imagination. Her heart lost the desire to meet her people because her mind was consumed with the fear of their hatred.The thought of her family acting the same way had her stomach turning.Leo said everyone missed her...but this uneasy feeling that suddenly grew inside even made her doubt her family. The carriage passed through the market and she could hear the whispers of her people from outside.Usually, the market is bustling with people but due to the caravan passing by, everyone scooted aside and began to whisper 'god knows what' to each other. Sasha sat in the carriage with hunched shoulders
Staring at the ceiling for god knows how long, Ragnar just couldn't push his thoughts away...his thoughts were filled with Sasha. Oh, how hard it was for him to let her go. Not having a proper dose of her for so long was messing up his mind and it was for the good.He needed his mind completely messed up at the time of the war, so he could shed some real, good blood. His eyes darted towards the two men sitting on the couch and going through some papers.Well, he assigned this work to both of them but only one of them got it, the other one just didn't know the definition of listening and understanding.He only knows the definition of war and he understood it quite well."Mason, what's the matter with you?" Ragnar asked, usually upon hearing the word 'war' Mason loses all his already loose grounds and goes all crazy and excited about it. This time he was abnormally quiet which was quite suspicious.Mason snapped his gaze at Ragnar and shrugged. "This type of behavior of yours is so unl
"Because I'm the traitor." Sasha's eyes broadened and her grip on the spoon loosened, making it clank against the plate and the noise scattered in the dining hall along with her mother's gasp."Why?" Father questioned sternly."You ask why? This is retaliation. Vindication for killing my guards and my right hand." Leo snapped, his goal was logical but yet illogical because Ragnar was invincible. Wynter stared at him in stupefaction. It was so unlike him. This all was going on inside her husband's head and she was oblivious of it all this time. Leo never once made his intentions clear to anyone. This just meant he would go to all lengths for his revenge."That stupid jerk cursed us, he thought if he cursed us, I would obey him. Really? He just made me strong enough to stand against him. He also reached this position by killing one like himself, I will reach his position by killing him." Leo said, his tone bleeding with contempt."You want to become like that monster?" Mother asked and
"Rayla,"Sasha stared at the witch in shock. It was like the ground beneath her feet was swept away on her arrival.What was happening?What was she doing here?What was this witch onto?Whatever she had in her mind was no good.Sasha could feel her bad intentions just by being in her vicinity.Rayla wanted no good for her brother or for Ragnar.Didn't she love Ragnar?"The witches are with me," Leo said dryly, staring at his sister with a bored expression."Ragnar ended their species long ago, they are here for revenge," Leo said and Sasha quickly shook her head as she grabbed his arms in a firm grip."What about Makaria? Is she with you?" Sasha asked and Leo shook his head. "She's no different than you. She refused to stand against her brother." Leo explained and Sasha's gaze snapped to Rayla who was standing there, rolling one of her curly strands around her fingers while passing a mischievous look to Sasha.Sasha's eyes widened upon witnessing her expressions. Why was she doing th
Standing behind one of the tall trees, Sasha peeked at the vast ground where a large number of tents were grounded in the ground, and in the middle, a huge double bell wedge tent stood high with Kastron's Flag flapping in the air right on top of it, that tent probably belonged to Ragnar.The sun rays were already slapping half of the tents, the night fury faded away and the moon had to die down so the sun could shine again.Many other flags along with the Walton Kingdoms flag were high in the air but lower than Kastron's Flag because the tent they were fixated over wasn't as huge as the one that belonged to Ragnar. It screamed who was the king. What surprised her the most were the other flags. The Kingdoms she thought were blessed with power, justice, and happiness were bowing to Ragnar in the shadows. He must have achieved them over the past years, just like the way he conquered her kingdom. His empire was huge, so huge her mouth was hanging low when her eyes landed on the tents fo
She watched her brother from behind as he walked towards his respective tent. The sorrow inside her was spilling through her gaze. Faith was playing with her yet again but this time she was better off dead than getting to hear the news of her brother's disaster once again.The group she was standing with gawked at her from head to toe and their abrupt silence brought her back to reality as she immediately turned her head to look at them."Ahh...haha, hello."Sasha gulped and mentally cursed herself when she realized she got in the group of Kastron's warriors in a hurry to conceal herself from her brother. Why always vampires?"And what do you want, lady?" One of them asked dryly. They didn't even politely greet her back. If they knew who she was their attitudes would be on the floor and their knees would be on the ground.Sasha felt like she was surrounded by huge walls and suddenly began to feel suffocated.They peered down at her as if she was nothing."I- ah...wanted to ask someth
She saw him.Everything suddenly blurred around her, her heartbeat which calmed down not long ago picked up a new, intensified pace. The voices around here turned hazy and all she could hear was the wild beating of her heart and all she could see was him. Her thoughts were completely muted because he consumed her senses like a tsunami that struck her faster than anticipated.He sat there under the open tent right beside his tent. Dressed in war attire with his dark silver hair tied up in a loose man bun, some rogue strands kissing his ethereal face.His aura was so strong, that an oblivious one wouldn't even have to struggle to point out who was the King of Kings among the men sitting under the tent.Fruits and drinks were settled in front of them but they remained untouched.Sasha stood there like a statue, oblivious that she was looking extremely odd while standing there and staring at them but to her the time had stilled, voices had turned hazy and the only focus was him.The serio