*Grandson?*Eden had never mentioned having any family. Had he known that Taleisin was his grandson? And the Wiccan who cursed the lands, had that been Eden’s father? The grief in the man’s eyes as he told the story made her think that was the case. “He… would not have parted with such a thing unwillingly…” Taliesin said, “P-Please… tell me what happened to Eden?”Adolph seemed tense beside her. She glanced at him with a little nod and he relaxed just enough to remain where he was, though his hand still rested on his sword. “Eden pretended to serve the vampire queen,” Laurel said calmly. “He killed most of her generals and orchestrated an attack on the main castle. He did kidnap me from the imperial city to lure Adolph into the vampire lands. He said he was using me as leverage… He also said that he’d planned to allow Adolph to fall into a rogue state from our separation.”Taliesin shook his head, “Of course… The curse of a blood aura…”Adolph stiffened. He wanted to keep her from t
He couldn’t say that he had hoped that the Wiccans would refuse to give up their magical instruments, but he had. It would have made it easier to deny the chance that Taliesin might try to liberate Eden when they went to the dungeons. He left Laurel with Chasel in the throne room, speaking with Raven and the others about the unexpected development of the Wiccans’ arrival. The path to the depths of the dungeons was familiar at this point. “I am surprised that they have withstood the test of time so well.”Adolph turned his head as Taliesin stopped, placing a hand on the stone wall. A weak light came from within the stone in large circles of a script that had Adolph growing uneasy. “What do you mean by that?”“Wiccans had a hand in building both Ash and Crystal castle… Though the magic in Crystal castle is much weaker due to how long it’s been since Wiccans and werewolves have been in contact.”Adolph eyed him, “For what reason have Wiccans been in hiding all this time? Something tel
They had dinner that night and waited until morning to speak with the caravan from the Wiccan Alliance, inviting them to breakfast. It was strange to have most of his family and their guests at the table, but it was a state matter so they all had to be there. He squeezed Laurel’s hand as she smiled at him and nodded. “My luna will be… leading these discussions of peace and cooperation,” Adolph said.Laurel smiled at him, squeezing his hand and looking at Taliesin and the rest of the congregation. Each of them seemed troubled and resolute, but Taliesin smiled at her warmly. His eyes were red-rimmed. “The wars and battles have taken a great deal from all of us,” Laurel said, “I propose that we work together to try and heal those wounds in the ways that we can.”Taliesin nodded, “Wise words. What did you have in mind?”“You mentioned the curse that should have expanded over all of Morrigan’s lands, but Annwn, a castle that is within her territory, did not seem to be under that curse.”
Taliesin and the rest of his group left the castle’s grounds with a small group of guards that would guide them to the border camp. Laurel watched them leave, her stomach churning with nerves before she turned back into the castle. Adolph turned and followed her back to their rooms though he was certain that she didn’t notice he was just behind her.He closed the door to their chambers behind him and leaned against it for a moment, watching her pace, clutching the necklace in her hands as she walked and muttered to herself. For a moment, he wondered if she did this often as Laura because she was used to being alone or if this was just the best way she could think. He only caught snippets of what she was muttering about, but it was enough to stoke his anger. Eden and the Wiccans were causing more irritation than he thought possible. Laurel’s words about peace and the sentiment of forgiveness and healing wounds so that they could move forward were all nice in theory, but seeing her
After the Wiccans were gone, Delia had no choice but to stop putting off working with Maria on the orchard expansion. It burned her pride to even consider working in the orchard, Laura's pride and joy, but until she was sure she was completely safe, she had no choice.The sun was oppressive overhead, making Delia sweat before she had even managed to reach where the old gates had been. She sneered at the ruptured earth where the gate had been anchored. It had been so easy to get Basil to put the gate up. She hadn’t even had to whisper much in his ear for him to think it would please her. Now, he rarely even looked at her, let alone sought to please her. She marched past the entrance and further into the orchard towards where people were congregating. As she walked, it seemed that every stray speck of dirt attacked her silk gown, turning her beautiful gown into a filthy mess around the hem before she had made it to where Maria was directing people.Maria turned to her and gave her a h
Adolph walked into the room where Chasel had corralled the leader of the group of rogues they’d caught near the borders and wasn’t surprised to find them still kicking up a fuss. He sat in front of the two dirty-faced and angry-looking rogues and observed them as they snarled and ranted about being captured. The others had been a bit more reserved, near quiet as they were teetering on the edge of madness. These two were different. They were mated for one and very cognizant. It seemed these were banished werewolves. Perhaps the others were as well, but the call of madness that made true rogues had worn them down too far."Who are you? Why were you skulking around the border? And what have you to do with the vampire queen, Morrigan."The man snarled, "That wench always short-changed us. And what does it matter who we are?"Adolph lifted an eyebrow. He hadn’t expected any real answer, but the answer was intriguing. "Short-changed you in what way?""She only ever paid six of ten for any
Delia closed the room behind her and sighed. Lady Helena’s lessons were getting easier with Laurel teaching her to read and write at the level of a noblewoman, but they were still grating. She’d barely had enough time to plot how to get rid of Laurel, but it had come to her in a flash. Simplicity was always best. She could figure out a way to orchestrate an accident the same way she had killed Laura, but she would need to garner some manner of rapport with Laurel. To that end, she’d shown up at the orchard to make sure Maria and the rest reported that she was helping. She’d avoided the servants who irritated her to make sure she would lose her temper. It had been working out well for now and today she’d been making her next move. She walked up the stairs to Laurel’s office and knocked, preparing to put on her best act. She had to convince Laurel that she meant the best when she invited her out to have dinner in a few days. It was the start of her plan to get closer to Laurel. She
Gavin paced his office with a slow gait. The room had once been a meeting room for all of the ministers so he could watch them carefully, but now he was alone in the room to contemplate the path forward and relatively powerless. He held no sway with Adolph and even less with Laurel. Basil was so entrenched in pleasing his father and losing himself to drink that he was useless to his plans. Even if he wasn’t, Basil was better left untainted by the things that Gavin planned.If Basil was ever considered entangled with a treasonous plot, the Mirabelle name would never be the same, Olivia’s memory in the eyes of the people would forever be tarnished and he needed what little was left of her and Adolph’s love story to help put Basil on the throne whether Laurel’s child was a boy or a girl. Especially if she birthed a boy. He cursed. If only he had kept a closer eye on the staff of the castle before and after Laurel had cleaned out the palace. He could have snuck a few sleeper agents amon