LOGIN"I saw you and the king that night. In his chambers. On the floor. In each other's arms, asleep." Came the calm reply at last. Lyra didn't have to think hard for the mental image to come. When it did, her blood ran cold. She saw her intimate night with the king. "Oh..." Lyra muttered guiltily. She doesn't know what to say about that. Once a princess herself, she can understand the disrespect Samoa feels. Not to mention the anger and even hurt. Samoa let out a deep breath. "I'm not angry at you. I'm not even hurt, or I would have done something about it these past few weeks." "You aren't?" Lyra asked, uncertain and bewildered. "No, I'm not. Sadly, what I saw made it easier for me to understand a lot of things. I made peace with it." "I don't understand." Samoa turned towards Lyra. Her lips curved a bit, her eyes watching her. All too knowingly. Her seeing gaze unsettled Lyra, but she didn't let it show. The only person who can see her weak and unsettled, is the king.Samoa t
Her hand touched her stomach caressingly. Her belly is no longer as flat as it used to be, there's a slight bump to it. And while she can easily pass it up for something she ate, how does it she explain the hard surface of her belly? Samoa's stay in Bloodmoon has protected her for long. She has spent time with the king outdoors. Taking walks, riding with him, strolling the lanes with him. She smiled at the memory. After that night in the King's Chambers, he has become freer with her. Closer to her. She has come to crave and enjoy every single minute they spend together. He hasn't taken sexual intimacies from her again since that night, in respect for the Courting Week. They kiss a lot and she has even taken him into her mouth and sucked him occasionally, but they haven't had sex since then. He must be sating himself with his future Queen. Her chest constricted at the thought like it does always. She tried not to think about it. It becomes easier to deal with, if she isn
Later in the day, cleaned up and after another round of sleep, she went in search of Bami. She found her on the woods with Veroni, picking a basket-full of herbs. They all walked together to the palace and back into Bami's bedroom. The older woman was livid and worried, but went right ahead to explain what happened in the King's Chamber. She gave her the general reason, skipping the intimate memories she made with the king. These are private and hers alone to cherish. She told Bami about the way he was so deep buried into the past, he almost lost his sanity with her. How she came close to telling him that she was pregnant and his response to that. "Oh dear..." The older woman palmed her own wrinkled forehead, "I'm glad you withdrew when you did, I can't begin to imagine what would have happened to you if you told him and he took the news badly. He really believes he can't father a child and no one can blame him." "You're right. I just couldn't go on with it. I didn't have to co
Lyra's bladder woke her several times in the night. She had to untangle from the king and use the bathroom each and every thing, and when she gets back, he takes her right back into his arms—even with his eyes closed. They overslept. When they woke the next morning, the bightness of the day was harsh inside the King's Chambers. As she stirred, his eyes opened too. They looked at each other in the light of the day. It is probably one of those times in life when time stands still. Lyra's mind was filled with uncertainties. What will happen now in the light of the day? Will he go back to being so cold to her? Try to forget the events of the night before? "Good morning, My King." She whispered. "Good morning, Lyra." His voice was anything but cold. Just the voice of a man who woke up after a good night's sleep.Then, he leaned closer and took her lips into a searing kiss that was sweet, ravishing and breathtaking at the same time. Her worries disappeared like the wind,replaced with
"I feel very disrespected." She conceded softly. That's something. Scarlett nodded in satisfaction, "It's very bad for him to treat you this way. And Lyra pretends to be your friend, but she goes right behind you and sleep with the king during YOUR courting week." Samoa said nothing to that. Instead, she resumes walking. Scarlett followed closely behind her. "So, what are you going to do about this?" Scarlett urged her. "I do not know. What am I going to do about that?" She kept walking. "There are so many things you can do about that. The king disrespected you in such a bald way, you can go to him, stand your ground and demand from him. He will do your wish because he did wrong." "And, what do I demand from him?" "To make Lyra a Mine Slave, instead of the King's Slave. You can also have her whipped for such insolence." Samoa turned to her, "And why would I want to do that?" "What?" "The king is the only one with the right to summon his slaves and his command cann
Scarlett knocked on the door of Princess Samoa's bedroom. She waited impatiently for the door to open. She knocked again and again and again. Finally, she heard footsteps and the door opened. The princess stood behind the door, and from the look of it, it doesn't look like she's been sleeping. "What are you doing in my bedroom?" Samoa asked, surprised to see the mistress standing behind her door. "I need you to come and see something." Scarlett stated to her. The mistress looked a little smug too. Scarlett crossed her hands. "Why would I want to go anywhere with you in the middle of the night? For all I know you might be a woman of bad mind and you would want to harm me." "Why would I want to do that!?" Scarlett hissed. She didn't like the insult...being addressed as a woman with a bad mind. "I do not know. You tell me." "Listen, I only want to show you something, I wanna be of help. You can either agree to go with me or you don't. Either way, I won't stand around wast
Lyra heard king Ryker swallow. "I need...." "Whatever you need.... Take me... Take whatever you need..." She whispered, caressing his shoulder with shaky hand. "I do not understand the things you do to me...." He trailed off, sounding confused and angry at the same time. Then, he slid down
Vane laid with Emily on the bed. She rested her head on his chest while he patted her head rhythmically. They were fully clothed. He was running his hand through her long auburn hair while she kept her eyes close listening to the soft thuds of his heart beat. Emily doesn't know how much time has
She saw the moment when he made a decision and his face took on it's usual blank look. Then, his eyes held hers as he began undressing himself. She gasped softly. He isn't going to blindfold her, and he isn't going to take her fully-clothed. Just like last night, he's going to take her naked. On
It was well past midnight when the king walked into his chambers. Heavy burdens stood on his shoulders, his face hard as rock. The lightness that surrounded him as he left his chambers had long departed from him...especially after he heard the news of why the messenger came. He'd always known t







