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Regine Abel
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September 23 - September 24, 2024
As per my father’s request when we first met six years ago, although Zerien could court me, he had to wait until I reached legal adulthood before he could try to convince me to become his wife… and Queen. As a twelve-year-old girl, to have a gorgeous Prince declare you were his soulmate felt like a fairy tale.
When we first met, Zerien was fifteen to my twelve.
At first, it scared me. Being at the height of my phase of insecurity, I began imagining he was refusing me because he already had some other female sating his needs back on his homeworld. After all, the Sarenians were an extremely sensual species where younglings became active as young as eleven or twelve. By all accounts, Zerien had been extremely active before we met.
Not for the first time, I deplored Krygor’s insistence that she be raised on Braxia instead of Sarenia. On top of allowing her to familiarize herself with our culture, it would have given our people a chance to get to know her and love her. And I wouldn’t even talk about growing into the many responsibilities that would befall her as my Queen.
I beamed at him. “That’s fabulous! I’ve been itching to go into engineering and was hoping to enroll after our wedding.” My stomach dropped when Zerien’s face went blank for a couple of seconds before taking on a hesitant expression. “Hmmm, sure… That can be arranged. We will get you a tutor,” he said gently.
Cheese on a cracker, compromise you idiot! So she has to pop out two babies aaaand can't go to college? A tutor? You don't think much of her skills do you?
“You should have been raised on Sarenia. I should have put my foot down when your father demanded you remain on Braxia until adulthood. Or at least, we should have married two years ago. Then things would be easier for everyone, and especially for you. This wasn’t how I wanted you to start your life among your new people. But this is what we have now. And time isn’t playing in our favor.”
the fact that my future life would be nothing like what I had imagined. Am I ready for that? I hated that I couldn’t honestly answer it with a definitive yes. I should be ecstatic right now instead of being constantly on the verge of having an anxiety attack.
His people’s high libido was legendary. From all accounts—and of his own admission—Zerien had been extremely active sexually before meeting me. By Sarenian standards, it was normal. Their young began coupling around the age of eleven, and Zerien was no exception. Judging by his insane sexual appetite since our first night together here on Venus Hive, it boggled my mind that he managed to remain celibate over the six years he courted me.
Feeling annoyed, I shook my head with a mix of discouragement and irritation. “I literally just turned eighteen two weeks ago! You and I just finally got together as a couple in the real sense of the term. Shouldn’t we enjoy a little bit of bonding time without having a bunch of kids to take care of?”
“Okay, you need heirs, but what’s the rush? We could wait at least a year. We’re still kids ourselves! Or at least I am,” I amended when his expression grew even more outraged. “I’m not ready to raise children!” “And that’s specifically why Matriarchs and Patriarchs raise our younglings on Sarenia!”
I nodded stiffly, shame burning my cheeks. “You’re right. You always made your expectations clear, and I did agree. Honestly, I didn’t have a problem with it back then, but it also was really far away. Now that reality is sinking in, it’s different. Like you said, you have already waited six years. What’s an extra year?”
She is allowed to change her mind!!!! You got her to agree to your demands when she was a child. 🤮 That's grooming!!!!!!
“I know you’re disappointed and feel blindsided since I had agreed before. And I’m sorry that my words upset you. But I’m not ready for this. I’m only asking for a bit more time,” I said in a soft voice. “I don’t have it to give,” he said in a factual tone devoid of any emotion. He turned to face me, and the coldness in his eyes chilled me to the bone.
I swallowed hard and hugged myself again, the heat of shame creeping back on my cheeks. He didn’t need to tell me that, as I had indeed noticed how hard he was trying not to allow his duties to interfere with our time together. “I need a Queen, Siona, not a girlfriend.”
He shook his head and took a couple of slow steps away from me as if he could no longer stand to be in my presence. “Maker,” he whispered. “You are truly still a child.” That angered me. And I gladly embraced it. Anger was a lot easier to handle than guilt.
Get angry sweetheart. He groomed you into agreeing to ridiculous things when you weren't old enough to fully comprehend them. Don't let the creep guilt trip you
“If all I wanted was to fuck, I’d have fifty heirs by now. But I have none because, like a stupid fool, I remained faithful to you while you were playing me and lying to my face all along,” he said, seething. “I have no use for an immature brat by my side. I need a Queen, which you clearly aren’t. The day you finally grow up, feel free to holler at me. Until then, you will remain here until your father sends someone to take you home. As for me, I’m going back to Sarenia, where I belong.”
“You will stay in this fucking suite until your father or brother sends guards to take you back home!” he shouted. A sense of dread washed over me upon hearing the supernatural vibration in his voice as he used his mind control for the very first time against me.
“My name is Eldrin. I’m seven and a half years old,” he said, his silver-blue eyes sparkling with happiness. “I can’t believe the Crown Prince is my father!”
I knew Kaelin had children. If memory served me right, she had given birth to six offspring over the years. The last time she and I had been intimate dated back a little over eight years ago—more than two years before Siona and I met. That meant we would have conceived our son in those final days.
“Did he and I have a fling? Yes, we did, as is obvious by the existence of our son. On Sarenia, everyone fucks everyone else at some point. For Zerien and me, it was just that. It ended over eight years ago, which is more than a year before he ever even met you. Since then, Zerien hasn’t looked at a single other female.
It dawned on me then that I had failed my mate over the years. In my head, whenever I fantasized about her finally being by my side, I’d reduce her to being mostly a trophy wife and the mother of my children. Another wave of shame washed over me as she lunged and slashed at holographic enemies with a relentless savagery that sharply contrasted with the peaceful scenery around her.
My instinctive reaction to dismiss it as some hobby she could do on the side when she first mentioned it now shamed me. It once again showed how I had not acknowledged my soulmate’s true gifts and potential beyond my wish to have her by my side.
Fate kept telling me she had great plans for my mate, but I’d been too blind to see it. I would no longer stand in her way but empower her to achieve all that she was meant to.
“Back on Venus Hive, I said you were a child, when I actually needed a Queen. Now, I see how wrong and blind I was. You are no child, my Siona. Your body may be young, but a true Queen lurks within. No words can express just how proud you make me. I expected so much… too much from you. And yet, here you are, exceeding even my wildest dreams.”