...........Kyros...........I get to my feet before the king, my eyes fixed on the ornate tapestry that adorns the wall. I can feel the weight of his gaze upon me as he awaits my answer, and I don’t know what to say. I can’t be his son’s guard. I have no desire to be anyone’s personal guard. I’m a wizard, not a babysitter, and I have my own mission I came here for. But I know better than to voice my concerns. The king is not a man to be argued with, and refusing such a request from any king would jeopardize my life. I will have to speak to Driviar and confess what I’ve done, and he will have to find a way to get me out of here. He seems to have some understanding of the king. So, I open my mouth to tell him I will do it, but he speaks first, causing me to close my mouth again."I know you are Driviar’s trainee, and you don’t have to worry about that. I will speak to Driviar, and you can continue with your training. I will arrange all that," he says, shocking me. How can he know that
..........Paris.........."Paris, what are you saying? You know a king can’t divorce," my father says, while Mother scoots closer to me, but I tell them I don’t care. I’m tired of all this. I watch my mate in pain every day because she has to share me with someone else, while Stefania looks at me with a sad expectation of something that will never happen. When I agreed to do all this, it was because I was told I was fixing things, but now things keep getting more broken. Now not just one heart is breaking every day, but two. So, I don’t care if a king can’t divorce; I’m not tying Stefania down for nothing. When she returns, I’m having her checked, and if she can’t give me an heir, I’m setting her free so she can find herself someone who’s going to be worthy of her love and love her the way she deserves because that person will never be me. The gods can come down and unleash their wrath on me if they want; at least when they do, I’ll know that they really do exist. Tears gleam in m
..............Stefania.............."What do you mean, lift the spell? Won’t that get Evaki pregnant?" I ask, something rising in my chest at his words. What’s the point if we both fall pregnant? Driviar explains why he can’t steal the egg without lifting the spell, and Father asks him how long it would need to be lifted for. He says that until we are sure the egg has worked on me, and I tell him that can’t happen. Who knows when Paris will have sex with me? Having sex with him was hard enough the first time, with him feeling guilty like he was cheating on his precious human. He says Evaki will experience some discomfort after he removes the egg and won’t have sex with Paris, and I ask him how long the discomfort will last. He says it won’t last long, but it will give me enough time to get to Paris and have sex with him, and I scream at him the moment he says that. Has he not been listening to me? I just told him that Paris won’t have sex with me right now. Father asks him if the
..........Kyros ..........I throw my jacket on the sofa before heading to the bed and plopping down on it. Today was a long day. I had to wake up and do extensive training before having to accompany Charon to another kingdom for a meeting he went to sit in for his father. I thought they hired me because they trusted that I was capable of defending myself. I killed more than fifteen of their guards, but it seems it was still not enough. Every morning I have to wake before dawn and go through a grueling training session with Charon himself. I must admit, though, that I was impressed by his fighting skill. He’s a prince with guards around him all the time; I didn’t think his fighting skill would be that top-notch. But he told me he didn’t like taking a lot of guards with him; he always took just Dyson, and now he’s going to take just me. He’s okay too, considering who his father is and the status they hold with her sister married to the Supreme King.I get up, realizing that sitting
................................Two months Later ...............................................Stefania ..............."I’m doing everything I can, Father. What more can I do if Paris doesn’t want to sleep with me?" I ask my father, frustrated by his tone. For the past two months, I have been trying to get Paris to sleep with me, but he’s never in the mood. It’s like that thing with Evaki traumatized him for good. I even spoke to Eva last week and point blank asked her if she and Paris were fucking, even though I would have smelled it on him, but I was going out of my mind, and she said no. She’s also going through the same thing I’m going through. The only thing he did was ask me to see a fertility doctor to get checked, and I refused because, even though I knew there was no way to be certain medically what gender I was going to conceive, I got spooked that he might want to go to a seer next, and it would be funny if I consented to go to a doctor, but not the seer. I thought
...............Stefania...............Paris breaks down in tears of joy, and I cry louder as he wraps his arms around me in a tight embrace. I feel his body shake with emotion, and I hold him close, feeling overwhelmed. "Thank you," he whispers, his voice breaking with emotion, and he cups my face, dotting kisses all over it before pulling me into a tight embrace again. When we finally break apart, he jumps to his feet and takes my hand in his before leading me out of the room. I let out a squeal, surprised by the movement as he suddenly picks me up, bridal style, and my hands instinctively fly to his neck as he takes long strides to his parent’s room. He doesn’t even knock when we get there, and his mother looks up at us, surprised by the intrusion, before her face quickly turns into a concerned frown, probably thinking something is wrong. But the frown doesn’t last long and is soon replaced by an inquisitive smile as she looks between the two of us while Paris places me down."
..........Evaki ........."Ooh! I love that boot," Tory says upon entering the closet, and I thank her before asking if she thinks the dress is too tight, and she says no. I feel like I gained weight this past month, even my breasts look and feel bigger. I tell her that, and she asks when the last time was that I took a pregnancy test, but I tell her there’s no need. Paris and I haven’t been intimate for about three months now. The first two months were on him. He was traumatized by our situation, and now it’s me. Ever since Stefania fell pregnant, I haven’t been able to be intimate with him; I just can’t do it. When I tell her that, she looks shocked, but the shock is quickly replaced by sadness."I love him, Tory; that hasn’t changed, and it never will. But it's too painful right now," I say, and she comes up to hug me. It’s been a month since the news of Stefania’s pregnancy, and I’m happy for her and for Paris, but it doesn’t take away the pain, and I have tried all I can to sh
...........Kyros..........."You are not going to get it?" I ask Maia, looking at her phone that’s been going off for the past fifteen minutes, and she shakes her head before muting it. I’ve also noticed that it’s her sister calling. I haven’t had the privilege of meeting her sister since I started here, but I know she adores her. She’s always spoken highly of her more than anyone else in this palace, but since she came back from Lycaon three months ago, she hasn’t been herself, and she’s been avoiding her calls, which leads me to believe that something happened between them. I’ve tried to get her to talk to me about what happened, but she keeps saying it’s nothing, even though I can clearly see it’s not nothing. I reach out to her and pull her closer to me, and I hold her silently for a while.I’ve also been thinking a lot about our situation. Charon almost busted me coming out of her room Monday last week. Maia and I have been spending a lot of nights together, but we decided that