“Is there any other news as concerning what Lionel has suddenly suggested?” Zenith asked Mathias as he settled into his chair under the shade. He was there to rest and enjoy the afternoon’s weather.“Not yet, Your Highness. He just dropped it and disappeared. Our sources are even yet to see or even send anything.” He informed him and Zenith slowly nodded his head as the maids placed the fruits before him. If there was something Zenith loved, it would be fruits.The maids walked away, leaving Cassandra to stand behind him. She watched him closely as he picked the sliced fruits into his mouth. The way he chewed was really regal so she took the bold step, one she has been thinking of executuing. She stopped behind him and hesitated.“What is with the reluctance?” Zenith’s voice came, startling and catching her by surprise. Her hands hang mid air and she blinked before steadying herself again behind him. Of course, he had noticed the way she was staring at him creepily. She gently placed

“I will take it slowly as I want to own you. Every part of you. Every moan of yours. They are for me, slave.”It's been days since Nyx last saw Zenith. After their night together, it seemed like they had been caught busy with work. She had not even laid her eyes on him and he had not either. None of them has been able to speak to each other concerning that night.She could not help but worry at the growing rumor in the palace. She heard that he was attacked. There was no way she could get closer to him to see how he was. At least, he was not dead. She also heard about what happened to Selda. She sometimes wondered why life was so hard for the Royals. She headed straight for the bathroom where she noticed some maids whispering amongst each other. It was not unusual, it was not new either. Maids were the courier of gossip and rumors. She shook her head and just as she was about to lift her bucket of water, Cassandra used her hand to hold it down.She jerked backward at the force and conf

He must have heard wrong. There was no way... He shook his head, he definitely cannot allow himself like that but he could not help himself. Why would his nephew do something like that? He knew they were mated. He was the first to know even before he knew. He clenched his fist, his gaze on her hardening. She... her scent wafted into his nostrils and blocking his senses was all he could do to think straight. Why would she do that to him? So many thoughts twirled around his head and he realized he has never thought so much the way he was doing. The only time he has ever thought so hard like this is when the blight first broke out. He tried to steady his breath as she stopped before him, curtsying to the rest of the people.Nyx noticed the look of pity etched on Divine's face and swallowed hard as she wondered what was taking Zenith so much time to speak. She blinked, still waiting. Everyone had their attention on Zenith whose gaze was indecipherable."I heard," He paused and Nyx let out

Weeks have passed and Nyx could not bring herself to come face to face with Divine. She had been avoiding his chambers like it carried some sort of plague. Even to see Zenith, she made sure she did not have a reason to walk by his chambers and study room. The way he had threaten her kept replaying in her mind and his thick, dangerous voice resounded in her ears. Would he have killed her if it was true that Divine was bedding her? Or would he have killed his nephew? She saw the feral look in his eyes, the one he had tried so hard to hide, and she would not lie, something flickering had spread across her chest. She did not know what it was yet but with time, she would. She bit her buttom lip as she ambled way through the maids’s quarter and crossed into the kitchen. The noises of utensils being used echoed in the entire place and dropped the tray in the place where they would be washed. She let out a deep breath and looked around. She caught sight of the tray that belonged the Royal

Selda sat down, staring into the empty dark space. Her eyes held void as her body remained limp at the spot. She had been there for days now and was already used to the deep darkness. There was nothing but hatred and revenge twirling within her orbs. There were no thoughts apart from the ones of deep retribution toward the Zenith’s Land. She was going to ruin in ways no one had ever thought of. She would break down the empire he had so much built with all his efforts. She will make sure he regrets the decision to marry her. She would show why Lionel had chosen her. That reminded her. Was her brother aware that Zenith had her locked in there and he pretended not to know? She knew her brother’s spies were in the palace and she had been trying to figure them out but they had been doing a good job of hiding themselves. It was good for them but worse for her because she needed to meet them for a little chat. Her fist clenched tight as she heard the squeaking of tiny rats. She wanted to cry