“Jaddah!” Conrad shouted.The stones between them lifted and formed a walkway to the king’s box, and Conrad ran across it. Soldiers ran toward them, and Conrad twisted around them, sword flying and knocking them to the ground. One caught his arm, and he twisted, running the man through. Everything shook again and knocked all the soldiers off their feet, allowing Conrad to reach his sister. He fell to his knees and gathered her close.“By the gods, you are all annoying!” Falcon shouted. “Kindle Lou!” He spun his hands around and a massive twister formed in the courtyard. Kindle Lou threw water at it, creating a waterspout that had more running toward the exit. None of the arrows came even close to them, and the soldiers were giving up, running out of the courtyard.The relief was short lived as Kanisa glanced over at Conrad to check on him just in time to see the battered body of the king drive a sword into his side.“Conrad!” Kanisa shouted and moved, stopping as the chains caught on
Kanisa smiled and laughed in delight. She stood up and moved to Sora, pulling Sora Gulden into a hug. She held on to him tightly, arms around her waist and was so happy that Sora was well.“Thank you for coming to get me,” Sora said, returning the hug with his arms around Kanisa’s shoulders. “There were moments when I thought you would stay in the Eastern Mountains and just wait for me.”“I am sure you had a plan for that, too.”Sora smirked. “Of course, but I am glad that you did not wait. You are pretty smart.”Kanisa chuckled.There was movement from the bed, and Kanisa spun around, smiling even wider as she made her way back to the bed. She climbed in carefully, settling next to her Knight of Fire.Conrad coughed, eyes shut tight. “Why do I feel like I got run over by a herd of horses? And why do I wake up to you in another man’s arms?”Kanisa chuckled. “You were stabbed, remember? You almost died. And Sora brought me flowers. You have never brought me flowers.”“Is your heart so
“I am not leaving Kindle Lou,” Falcon said and hugged her tightly. “I thought I already made that clear.”“So five,” Sora said and pointed to Falcon. “Is five okay, your highness?”Falcon stuck his tongue out at him.Kanisa shook her head. “If we want to give the people the power to vote and choose, then we give it to them all the way. They can appoint people to count.”“Someone may fake the numbers,” Conrad said.Kanisa sighed. “Well, I am not counting as many hundreds of thousands of votes.”“We are getting ahead of ourselves anyway,” Dawn said. “What if the people want a king?”“The people have never wanted a king,” Conrad said with Kindle Lou and Kindle Dee nodding.“This is the best we can do,” Kanisa said. “We propose the borders of the Provinces, the more the better. Seven or eight. We send the map with the announcement to all the major cities and villages in the town. Those that agree will hold the vote.”“And those that do not?” Conrad said.Kanisa pondered him.“Many people
“Ciel Karhillaz!”Wimer Aslix went down the hallway and pounded on Ciel Karhillaz’s bedroom door.“Ciel Karhillaz, you stupid, walking corpse, you open this door right this instant!”The door flew open. Wimer Aslix glared up at him. Ciel Karhillaz scrunched his face. Not always the best idea since his skin was no longer as pretty as it was when he was alive. The crinkles tended to stay until he could get to a mirror and flatten them out.What did he do now?“What did I do?” Ciel Karhillaz asked.Wimer Aslix lifted up his foot. A slightly, smelly glob of fleshy, green goo was stuck to his $400 Guccis.“How many times have I told you to pick up after yourself?”“Sorry, sorry, . Sometimes I don’t notice.”“Don’t notice. You don’t notice? You leave a fucking chunk of your body and you don’t notice?”Ciel Karhillaz shrugged. “It comes with being a zombie, I guess. Don’t worry, . I’ll clean it up.”There was loud knocking from the door next to Ciel Karhillaz’s.“Shut the hell up,” Bosy shou
Bosy risked a peek out his curtains. Finally the sun was setting. Summer sucked. Long, long hours of daylight. Yeah, he could go out in it if he had to, like in the morning or evening, and as long as he covered his whole body with SPF-5000 ForVAMPS sunscreen. But never in the afternoon.He paused at the door, located all the occupants in the apartment. The zombie was in the kitchen as always. Alta Presion was in his room. Wimer Aslix was alone. In the living room.Bosy glided there. He stood in the slightly darkened hallway and watched the back of Wimer Aslix’s head. That sweet, melt-in-your-mouth, hopefully-in-your-hand scent assailed his nose. Deep breath.Wimer Aslix heard him. Elf hearing was only second to vampire hearing.He smiled. “Bosy, glad you could join the world of the living.”“I told you, I don’t die when the sun comes up. It just burns my skin.”“I know,” he said and patted the couch next to him. “I’m just teasing.”Bosy sat across from him instead. That close and he m
The next morning, Francel Gumaka was about ready to kill them all. He hoped that by the time the moon was full in one week that sentiment changed. There was something fishy going on with the elf and the vampire. The faerie had insulted him more than once. Shit, the only one he could really stand was the zombie, and he was dead!Francel Gumaka, Wimer Aslix and Ciel Karhillaz sat in the living room. The TV was on, but none were paying attention to it.A key rattled in the lock. The door opened. And not like Alta opened it, but like it opened for him. Carefully, respectfully, like that damn faerie could even make wood and hinges fall in love with him. Alta slipped into the room, followed by three other faeries. All four of them had bright red hair. Alta wore green. Heracles Andra was in red, Hongki in yellow and Tegoshi in blue.To Francel Gumaka’s surprise, there were three human girls with them.“What the hell is this, Pixie?” Wimer Aslix demanded.Alta scoffed. “I’m not a pixie. I’m a
Not smart. Not smart. Not smart.Why the hell did he have to be so hungry all the time? The other zombies said that hunger was normal, but man, he had to eat a meal ten times a day.Francel hyung was out with that cat he had met. And Wimer Aslix wasn’t home. It was still a bit too light for Bosy to come out, but Ciel Karhillaz couldn't wait another hour or so. And Alta had laughed when Ciel Karhillaz had asked him to come with. And he’d refused to ask the fangirls like Alta told him too.Not smart.His stomach growled.Just to the market and back. The market and back.The beat carried his feet. He wore long sleeves and long pants and had thrown a hat on and sunglasses in hopes that the fangirls wouldn’t recognize him. The glasses kept slipping down his nose though.Only a few hundred more steps. He smelled the meat. He wanted to walk faster but, the faster he moved the better chance of his skin falling off. There was a reason why zombies lumbered.He stopped at the door of the market
Francel entered the blessedly quiet apartment at about seven the next morning. He sniffed, and then cringed when all other smells were overshadowed by the scent of a cat still lingering on his clothes. Still, he picked out all four of his roommates, though Bosy and Wimer’s were a bit mixed together.Curious, he walked down the hall. They were in Bosy’s room, both sleeping. He smelled fading adrenaline and … blood? No, not blood. It was sweeter than blood, but he couldn’t place it.He showered and washed twice. Athena was an amazing girl, but he really, really didn’t like smelling like a cat. After sliding on sweatpants, he went to the kitchen and started coffee. The faerie, looking amazing as always, came in only moments later.The werewolf looked good in the morning, Alta decided. He took care of his body anyway. Alta admired the muscles down his back and then on his side when he turned. Francel’s muscles might have been better than his.Nope. Nothing a werewolf had could ever be bet