Zora's eyes widened at his question, she sighed deeply, her throat swallowing hard. He was putting her in a tight corner, how was she supposed to answer that? That she was staring at his unearthly beauty."You're hurting me." She said wincing in pain at his strong grip on her, he loosened his hands immediately and his intense gaze changed to a concerned look. He wanted to apologise for handling her roughly but kept mute instead allowing his actions do the apology."Go ahead, go prepare my bath." He said dismissively, turning away from her. She gave a slight nod before leaving. She couldn't expect more compensation to his hard grip on her than this. There was no way she could answer his question so easily, thankfully things happened the way it did. Edgar sighed brushing his hair with his fingers, few minutes went by after she left and he needed her right back. He didn't know how long this was going to drag on but he wanted her, every minute every second. He wanted to feel her presence
She stood outside his door waiting for him to give his consent. It didn't take long before he finally called her in. She stepped in and she dwelled on the sight of his manly body dipped inside the bath while the steam from it rose slowly, making the vision of him a bit blurr. His rich dark hair was layed back and his body dripped of water he had immersed himself in. His arms were stretched across the bath giving him a balance to rest his back against the bath wall. She blinked as her eyes went dreamy in admiration. He looked perfect and tempting. She walked up slowly to him, grabbing the bowl filled with nice scenting flowers. His bath was constructed in a pool like manner, just that it was quite smaller and fit enough for his entire body and an additional two. She brought her dress to a fold in between her legs leaving little skin from her knees to be the only part to show. She placed the bowl beside her and made sure she was close enough to him. The water was quite steamy and already
Edgar observed the intense gaze between the two, it felt like they were involved in some kind of nonverbal communication. He focused on Zora who looked like she battled with some regrets within her as she looked at Earl, then he moved his focus to Earl who stared unwaveringly at her, his eyes bore a tacit of hurt in it and annoyance. His mind was also working fast bringing a lot of different interpretations to it about the situation. This two looked like they certainly had something deeper going on between them. If that was the case why was he not informed earlier. Then he also realized it was no business of his if they were together emotionally and didn't see the need to let it known. Which ever was the case, he felt his heart squeeze and burn in pain. He was taken aback by the amount of pain that punctured his heart. His mind was flooding and everything in it made him scared, scared to loose her and jealousy if they were actually a thing. Still there was a heavy determination in him.
A black cloak sweeps across the dried ruffled leafs that were scattered across the floor by the wind. Their was a slight echo of wind and the cold chill of it causing goosebumps on Davina's face. Nocturne birds cried while the the moon casted it's bright colour against the dark woods. "Give me back my crown." Davina said sorrowfully in a low voice as she dragged her feet further into the woods. She felt void of the elders presence and it only meant that the powerful aura around her was lost and anyone could notice the difference if not too obvious.She sighed, her head tilting in the direction of crackling woods. She began walking towards the direction, she had been threading these woods looking for Muriel, she was weak, hungry and thirsty. "Goodness!" She muttered once her eyes caught sight of the burning wood which she presumed was the fire made by Muriel."Muriel...." She called in a low voice but got no reply, she repeated her name again but when she got no answer she dragged her
The night touches were lit illuminating the long corridors of the castle. Soldiers were changing their shifts and maids were in the last hours of their works before the retired to bed. Zora stood behind prince Edgar as she helped him fit into his night wear. It was a long day planning all the events that were put on hold because of the princess spell which included a tournament that involved noble sons and citizens from across the country."All set my prince." Zora said behind him, the room was almost deadly silent from the moment she helped him out with his bath to dressing him up. After that day with Earl she visited him at his place and at the brothel where she found him and was informed of his heated night. She felt a sting in her chest that he was having a fun time with some other ladies but she deserved it so she thought. He was better off getting over whatever little emotions he had felt that way. She felt guilty not for letting him see her in such suggestive position with th
She was frightened at first by the sudden appearance of the ancient demon but the moment she saw his wound that wasn't healing she sighed out her fear. A glint of curiosity sparkled in her eyes as she fixated her gaze on his injury. She figured that it had everything to do with the fight with the prince but he was supposed to heal, yet he wasn't."Zora what is going on?" Ari spoke from the other side, she was the only one who could hear her through the necklace. She broke off the connection which caused the necklace to stop glowing."How do you know the name Davina?" Irwin asked in a gravelled and pain wrecked voice. He was in deep pain and his demon was creeping its way up to the surface. Zora adjusted her countenance to appear nonchalant. "You don't look too good and you could die." She said with no care in the world. Irwin's breath was heavy and despite his red eyes she could feel the fear he haboured now. Her lips twitched as she went through her mind for the best way to put him
Weak, scared and lost. Gracing the ground with her harmless feet. The careful steps of an inexperienced wanderer fleeing from her captors. The sun burned hot on her skin as she tiptoed on her escape careful not to make a noise that would give up her position to her enemy. Her long silver like hair dressed her bare back which was exposed from the ripped dress she wore. Her heart raced in fear and jumped at each slightest noise. She was terrified to death of her fate if she was ever caught by the cave witches. She moved in no specific direction but hopefully to find a way out or at least get rescued.The leafs rustled as she walked through the strands of shrubs, she gently pulled them away, paving passage for her to walk through. She wasn't used to this, her feet hurt badly and the were reddened from the long walk and rough surfaces to which she had to step upon in the cause of her flight.Her breath broke into sharp cuts, she panicked, confused on what to do. Hope seemed far off and he
CHAPTER 2With a teary eye, Queen Audre sat on a stool beside princess Elnora's bed as she watched her, still enslaved in the witch's spell. She had not blinked an eye open for once in days and it broke her heart knowing that they were yet to find a solution. While In the throne hall, The King sat on his throne in despair refusing to eat or hold any council meeting. The officials were getting worried and requested to meet with the king but he refused commanding that no visitor be permitted to see him. He had confined himself for days soaking in sorrow and thinking endlessly of no solution.Elnora had the largest part of the King's heart, not even the Queen had that much importance. His son prince Edgar, never received affection from him, he was trained to be a warrior, to be the best in the kingdom, having the best tutor from tender. Edgar had grown to show no affection for anyone but to fight loyally for the kingdom as he was, one day to be made king. His swordsmanship was unmatched