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knew my hatred for him would never outweigh my love for her.
She looked like a witch from an old fairy tale, not the sibling of the man I loved like a brother.
and I watched in horror as the Councillors were all made to bow too.
Roxy was on her knees before him, her eyes glazed as she looked up at him in devotion, one of the rightful queens of our kingdom forced to bow before a monster
Clara pulled an iron crown inlaid with emerald Dragon scales from within her skirts and handed it to the girl who was born to be a queen.
I fell still, surveying Roary curiously. “And?” “And, I know the truth now.” I dropped my spoon into my bowl and shrugged his arm off of my shoulders. “And what’s the truth?” I asked hollowly. “You’re no pervert,” he said with a smirk, rubbing his knuckles against my cheek. I batted his hand away with a growl of warning and he laughed lightly. “So, we can be friends now.”
I’d have to pay for that in blood later, but I’d rather that than lose my dignity in this place. It was pretty much all I had left and if I was being honest, it wasn’t really intact when everyone in the world believed I’d Dark Coerced a Vega princess into fucking me. I was just some depraved pervert in most people’s eyes. But at least I’d done it for the best reason on earth. Her.
The Guardian bond tethering me to Darius was always begging me to be with him, and I’d once thought the pain of being parted from him would be unequalled by anything else. But since meeting Darcy and now being parted from her, it paled by comparison. There wasn’t a moment that went by that she wasn’t on my mind, my memories of her playing on repeat in my head.
It was a wound that lived on the inside and consumed all the colour in the world until everything seemed grey. She was gone. I’d made her go. And there was nothing I could ever do to fix it.
Blue - fuck no, don’t call her that - had broken free of the shadows and she was no longer plagued by them. She was so fucking strong. So fucking everything. By the stars, I couldn’t believe I’d ever tried to claim her for myself. She was so far out of my league it was unreal.
Blood coated my knuckles as I let myself go fully savage. I’d learned fast to fight for your fucking life and ask questions later in here.
Darius stood up from his seat at the single table in there, his jaw dropping at the state of me. “Fuck, Lance, what the hell happened?”
“The fucking stars have it out for me.” “You can’t continue like this, you’ll end up fucking dead,” Darius hissed, his face twisted in concern. “Don’t look at me like that,” I demanded. “It is what it is.”
“Lance, you have to get out of here. My father…he’s taken the throne. He-” “What?” I gasped, my lungs constricting, horror threading itself into my chest.
Seeing her, getting her to break the last thing that tied us together. For all the bad luck in the world, a twisted part of me wanted the punishment.
“Bring her here.” Oh, fuck why do I feel like I’m about to bust a lung at the thought of that? I wanted to see Darcy again more than anything in the world. And yet I knew it would crush me all over again. Darius smiled sadly as he nodded. “She misses you, you know?” he said darkly. “She won’t say it, but-” “Don’t,” I growled, my heart crumbling to dust in my chest. “I don’t wanna hear it. She should be moving on.” “I think she has,” he said earnestly, and I wasn’t prepared for how much that hurt me. I wanted it, I’d pushed for this, I knew it was what needed to happen. But the thought of her
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thought. I might have been broken, hurt, and ruined by destroying us. But the sacrifice had been worth it. She was becoming the queen she was always meant to be. It was just hard to accept that I was never going to be her king.
If they were ever a second late to anything it was absolutely intentional. And a Vampire-who-would-not-be-named was the kind of asshole who used to like intentionally doing shit like that. Damn, why do I miss that?
“Because he’s in love with my sister which makes him about as appealing to me as a three-day-old tuna sandwich – no offence,” I tossed at Darius and he smirked. “You’re an old tuna sandwich to me too, Gwen,” he agreed, and I punched him over the name, but couldn’t fight a smirk.
“How is it not your fault?” She started doing her morning stretches, bending down to touch her toes and rocking her hips side to side while Max drooled over her and forgot all about their argument.
“Oh well, if he’s agreed,” I said sarcastically. “Then I’ll fly there right now and skip into his arms like an obedient little homing pigeon. Oh no wait, I’d rather eat Griffin shit.”
I stopped walking, the horror of that news making everything bunch up inside me and hurt like hell.
Lionel taking the throne was the worst thing that could have happened freaking ever.
I walked toward the A.S.S. table, but Seth caught my hand and tugged me on toward the Heirs’ couch. I was extra surprised when Max held onto Geraldine too and she didn’t pull away, letting him guide her that way as well. Maybe we all just needed each other a little more today.
A few of the staff clapped, plenty did not. I noticed Gabriel was sitting rigidly in his seat, his hands balled on the table in front of him as he stared coolly at Nova’s back. Washer was on his right, shaking his head and muttering under his breath to Gabriel and the way my brother nodded said they were in agreement on something for once.
“As of today, Orders shall no longer fraternise, socialise or cross-breed with one another unless given express permission from the King himself.”
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“Lionel Acrux will never be my king,” I spat.
“Our hearts are made of sun steel and our wills cannot be broken!” Geraldine cried.
“My lady, we will fight if you wish it,” Geraldine spoke to me, and I looked back at the A.S.S. who were standing behind me like they were ready to go into battle. I shook my head, refusing to let them all put themselves in the line of fire for this.
“Wait…oh my stars, they’re in the Kunt,” Tyler hissed from somewhere behind me, but even that couldn’t make me laugh right now.
“Tory,” I breathed, not raising my hands. I would never fight her.
“It’s me, Tor,” I begged, desperate to get through to her. “Your sister.”
Through all the pain, nothing hurt worse than her being turned against me like this.
“It is the new way,” she said lightly. “Classes must now be split by lesser and higher Orders.” “Lesser?” I spat. “Who are you to judge that?”
“Fuck your new world,” I spat, turning my back on her and walking to the rear of the class.
Tyler casually flipped Highspell the finger, drawing a laugh from a bunch of students around him. I smirked, dropping down beside him with the Pegasuses and gazed calmly back at Highspell, a challenge in my gaze.
popped up too. “Stand up, Miss Vega!” Highspell snapped at me, raising her palms and I quickly cast an air shield around myself. “No,” I said, my breathing coming rapidly.
“Lionel Acrux is controlling my sister with the shadows. He forced us to take part in a ritual that-” “Enough!” Highspell shrieked. “- brought a meteor down from the sky. Lionel turned it to stardust with his Dragon fire and-” Highspell waved a hand and a storm of ice slammed against my air shield. Tory raised her palms, taking Highspell’s place against me and I decided to just keep talking until she was able to shut me up, because fuck it, what was there to lose now? “It created a portal to the shadow realm!” I cried and I realised a bunch of people were recording me on their Atlases. “He
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“We were cast into the Shadow Realm and when we returned, the Fifth Element was gifted to us all, including Lionel Acrux and his followers. It was the same ritual he did years ago to Clara Orion and that’s where she came back from. She’s been in the Shadow Realm all these years and now-”
“I’m going to free him from the star vow we made to each other,” I said, my chest compressing and I suddenly couldn’t meet his gaze. Gabriel could see so much, could he see right through me to the hurt I worked so hard to hide these days too? The love that still lived on in me for Lance as fiercely as ever?
“Just do your best, follow your heart and all that bullshit.”
“Is any of it good? Has the future got anything to look forward to, Gabriel?”
If you do nothing, nothing will happen. If you do everything, everything will happen.”
“The stars will test us. And sometimes they may punish us or gift us for the choices we make, but they don’t make our fate. Only we can do that. So go make it, Darcy. You’ve got to get going if you want to be ready in time.”
“He’s going to eat his heart out,” he murmured, and I rolled my eyes. “I hope he does by the way. I’m still pissed he hurt my little sister. Kick him in the dick for me, okay?”
“Can you see a dick kick in his future?” I asked with a grin. “Definitely,” he said with a smirk. “Love you, Gabriel,”
And I may have not so accidentally started a tiny fire in her hair which wouldn’t take root until I was far away and unable to be held responsible.
My covers were suddenly thrown back, and Geraldine sat bolt upright from under them. “My lady!” she cried. “I have been most sneaksome indeed to get in here.
I grinned as I rushed over to her, pulling her into a hug as she stood up and I noticed a bag on the bed. “What’s that?” I asked. She wheeled around, snatching it up and clutching it against her chest. “It is a gift from your most charming and devilishly handsome brother. He set me on this mission, a task I took as seriously as a cucumber on a bed of flotsam.” “What kind of gift?” I frowned and she handed me the bag with the brightest smile in the world. I opened it, finding a blue maxi dress inside the same colour as my hair and a velvet box sitting on top of it. I took the box out and
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“I have strict instructions to not allow you to wear anything else but these items, excluding bloomers and shoes of course.”
