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February 4 - February 6, 2025
“I’d love to know what my fate is to be. Is this my life now?” I asked with a touch of bitterness. “Sitting in a luxurious apartment, bathing and eating and sleeping?”
Am i the only one that thinks that sounds nice...
If they think me monstrous, so be it. But all will know the consequences to anyone who dares touch what is mine. That goes for my land, my property, and you.”
She laughed, the sound freezing me to the spot. It was the first time I’d seen or heard her laugh, and I didn’t simply hear it. I felt it tremble through me, warming my blood further. Bewitching and beguiling.
Gods above, she was so fucking beautiful. So brave.
“It’s interesting. I never thought to see you, King Gollaya, kneeling at my feet.”
“Hear me now,” stated Goll in a low, lethal voice. “Let it be known now.” His voice rumbled with a quiet fury. “Mizrah Una is to be respected. As the rightful vessel of my heir, she is sacred. Untouchable. Mine. Speak ill of her, you will regret it. Touch her, and you will die.”
“I won’t risk it.” I won’t risk you.
“You understand that, don’t you? You can be angry all you like, but you will always be mine.”
Truth be told, they were likely more devoted to her than me. If a threat came upon us, they’d defend her first, which is exactly how I’d want it. Even Soryn, who kept snapping his gaze back to check on her.
I watched her riding astride like the wraith fae females do, her hair braided intricately into one long rope down her back, falling between her glorious wings. My heart paced faster. Simply gazing upon her made me ache with longing to have her in my arms. She was so dear to me it was terrifying.
Fucking hells, he was flirting with her. He liked my mizrah. How could he not?
And by Vix, she was right. He looked as if he were about to kneel at her feet, and she hadn’t said more than a few words.
Girl just has that much pull fr
“Now, if anyone should try to harm you,” I said, thinking of the ending of the feast again, “my wrath would be unstoppable.”
Devastation wouldn’t begin to describe what I would do to anyone who dared to hurt my Una.
For once, someone was giving me orders. Because it was her, I happily obeyed.
“I flew, Goll.” “I know, my sweet.”
I cupped her face with both hands and pressed my forehead to hers. “I do not deserve you. But I will pay tribute to all the gods, even Lumera, for bringing you into my life.”
“Where will you be, Sire?” asked Pullo. But I didn’t answer. There was no need as a bellowing roar rumbled down from the night sky, the sweeping shadow of Drakmir circling downward. He felt my fury, my fear, and my urgency. I had to find her. And then I was going to tear my brother to pieces.
And yet, it wasn’t any of those things that stirred the deadly desire blazing through my entire being, my enflamed soul, to kill him. It was the fact that he’d caused her one moment of fear, one instance of pain. It was unforgivable. For that, he would not live much longer in this world.
“Do you honestly believe that any part of me could hurt my mate? My mizrah?”
“Gods, Una.” He pressed his forehead to mine. “You’re my everything.”
“I love you, Una,” he said with such sincerity and certainty that my heart beat harder, a knowing sinking into my soul.
“The gods have declared it so, and I affirm it. I welcome it. Queen of Northgall!”
He thrashed his arms at the sight of his mother, trying to get to her. I smiled, knowing that feeling very well. I handed him over and then wrapped my arm around her waist, pulling them both close.
My heart !
