(Refer to Vol 1 on my profile)Markus was standing by the carriages, waiting for Celeste. He saw her approaching, and his heart leapt in his chest. When she reached him, he took her hands in his, and they stood there, just looking at each other, lost in the moment. But then, the sound of hooves on cobblestones broke the spell, and they turned to see Mrs. Blackwood riding towards them.Mrs. Blackwood was not happy to see them. "What are you doing, standing around like that?" she snapped. "We have things to do. We don't have time for this." The words were like a bucket of cold water, dousing the moment between Celeste and Markus. They released each other's hands, and Celeste's face fell. She knew that Mrs. Blackwood would never approve of her feelings for Markus. But in that moment, she didn't care. All she wanted was to be with him, even if it meant defying Mrs. Blackwood.As Mrs. Blackwood's words hung in the air, the moment was shattered. The warmth between Celeste and Markus faded,
With a sudden burst of courage, he ran towards Nicklaus and leapt onto Valor's back."Valor, ascend!" Nicklaus called, and the griffin spread its wings and soared into the sky.Celeste stood there, watching the scene unfold with a small smile on her face. She was glad to see that Markus wasn't letting her mother's demands get the best of him. But then she noticed something odd - Mr. Blackwood was smiling back at her, but there was a strange glint in his eye. It was almost as if he was planning something, something that she couldn't quite put her finger on. What was he up to? And why did it make her feel a little uneasy?"Mother, our carriage is a little too slow.""Let's not get ahead of ourselves," said Mr. Blackwood, his voice a little too cheerful for the situation. "Valor may be leading the way, but it's still a long journey ahead of us."Markus nodded, his thoughts drifting back to Nicklaus's friend, Josef. He wondered what had happened between them, and why it had caused Nicklau
Mrs. Blackwood shot her daughter a look that could have frozen fire. "Celeste, do not speak out of turn," she hissed. "This is not a topic for you to be involved in."Celeste's eyes flashed with anger, and for a moment it looked like she might say something she would regret. But then she took a deep breath and said, "As you wish, Mother."Mrs Blackwood had carefully selected the mode of transportation for the journey, choosing the royal carriages over the more practical, but less refined, dragons. She was determined to maintain a level of dignity and grace throughout the journey, and she would not allow something as trivial as the wind or feathers to ruin her carefully coiffed hair. The carriages, with their opulent designs and luxurious interiors, would make a far better impression than the scaly, fire-breathing dragons.Mr. Blackwood cleared his throat, breaking the tense silence. "Perhaps we should focus on the matter at hand," he said. "The last thing we need is to be distracted b
As Mrs. Blackwood rushed toward the gate, Aiden and Celeste followed close behind. Markus, too, was drawn to the commotion, and he stood near Nicklaus, who seemed frozen in place.The group came to a stop as they spotted a man standing near the gate. He was dressed in a sharp suit, his hair slicked back and his expression unreadable.Mrs. Blackwood's eyes widened as she recognized the man, her hands trembling with rage.Mrs. Blackwood's eyes narrowed as she took in the man standing before her. She knew that face, and she couldn't believe that he had the nerve to show himself here. Without warning, she raised her hand and slapped him across the face.The crowd gasped, their eyes wide with shock. Even Nicklaus, who had been silent until now, looked surprised.Darius stood there, a red handprint on his cheek, his expression still inscrutable.Darius stood motionless, absorbing the impact of the slap. He looked up at Mrs. Blackwood, his expression unreadable. The crowd fell silent, stunne
Mrs. Blackwood chimed in, her tone resolute. "It's like an instinct, Aiden. Something deep inside of me knew that something wasn't right, even if I couldn't put my finger on it. I didn't want to believe it, but now that Nicklaus has confirmed it, I know it's true."Aiden was at a loss for words. He didn't know what to say or think. He felt like his whole world had been turned upside down. He looked at Nicklaus and Mrs. Blackwood, their expressions serious and sincere. Could they really be telling the truth?Two guards approached Aiden, holding Josef and Remi by the arms. The men's faces were bruised and bloodied, and their clothes were torn. They looked defeated and ashamed. The guards explained that they had been caught trying to break into Aiden's vault, and that Valor, the griffin, had stopped them."I can't believe this," Aiden said.Josef and Remi remained silent, their heads hung low. Nicklaus felt a wave of nausea wash over him. He hadn't just betrayed his father - he had also
"Laureline, I don't know what love is, let alone how to give it," Nick confessed. "I've spent my life focused on one goal - to please my father. But it's never been enough. I feel like I'll never be good enough." He paused, his eyes downcast. "I'm not sure I can ever be the person you want me to be."Laureline placed her other hand on his cheek, turning his face towards hers. "You don't have to be any particular person for me," she said firmly. "I care about you, not about who you are or what you can do. I just want to be here for you, to support you and be a friend. That's all I ask of you." She smiled, her eyes filled with sincerity. "I know it's not easy, but I promise it will be worth it."Nick looked at her, and for the first time, he allowed himself to truly see her, to feel the warmth of her hand on his cheek, and to believe that maybe, just maybe, she was right."You don't have to know how to give love," she said softly. "Just allow yourself to feel it."The air between them wa
Nick studied the dagger in his hand. It was a beautiful weapon, perfectly balanced and razor sharp. He could feel the power it held, the potential for destruction. But he also felt a twinge of guilt. Was he really willing to go through with this plan? Was it worth the risk?"I don't know if I can do this," Nick said, his voice barely a whisper."What? That's a stupid idea, we'll be killed.""I know.""What are we going to do Nick?""Do you have a dagger?""Sure, it's your funeral.""Timmy, Diablo said he hated sheep.""So what?""He said to bring the heart of his enemy so we're going to take the heart of a sheep.""Brilliant! What if he comes back.""He didn't grant any wish silly. And we had a contract so he can't reverse it. Unless I actually die."Nick was a thief, and he had stolen a sheep. Crowe had given him a dagger, but he wasn't sure if he could trust Nick. "I promise I'll return the dagger," Nick said."Keep it," Crowe replied, turning away. Nick began to butcher the sheep,
Nick shivered, feeling the warmth of her breath on his skin. He knew that she was just trying to manipulate him, but he couldn't help but feel a flicker of desire. He had to stay focused on the mission, no matter how tempting the distraction."We need to keep moving," he said, his voice cracking slightly. "Crowe is waiting for us."Laureline walked after Nick, the tension between them thick enough to cut with a knife. Nick climbed onto Valor, his trusted griffin companion, and started to ride away. But Laureline had other plans. She leapt onto Valor behind Nick, wrapping her arms around his waist."Hey, hey!" Nick protested. "Valor is my griffin, not yours.""So what?" Laureline shot back. "I'm sick of riding on this stupid magic carpet. Besides, Valor is big enough for the both of us."Valor looked back and forth between his master and this new rider, clearly torn between the two. "Valor, who do you want to ride you?" Nick asked, his voice firm. "Me, your best buddy, or her, the medd