Cophetua

by Zara Allegra Vespertine

Izana Wistalia is on the cusp of inheriting the crown of Clarines. Preparing to launch the country into a new era, he thought he had everything sorted out. The arrival of a red-haired foreigner has put a dent on his perfect plans. His will is strong, but can his heart withstand an unexpected siege? An intimate take on the manga chapters from Izana's POV. Possible IzanaxShirayuki.

40. Chapter 40

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Title: Periodic Reports

Inspired by: Chapter 20 of the Manga Akagami ni Shirayukihime

Character: Izana Wistalia

Wordcount: 307

Rating: General

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Lord Haruka has departed from the borders and is making his way back to Wistal Castle. Red and guard entered Tanbarun safely.

I unfurled another report.

Red and Guard arrived safely in Shanazard Castle.

And another report.

Shanazard Castle heavy security, reports may be limited.

Of course the Royal family of Tanbarun were unaware that they had another uninvited guest in the guise of my shadow guard. It was only natural that he would have no sanctions to perform any other actions except only to report the well-being of Shirayuki and Obi. And since she was safely ensconced inside the Castle, which I trusted was heavily fortified due to the presence of several key members of the Royal family, I heaved a little sigh of relief.

Surely, her two week stay would be, at most, hassle-free due to the fact that guards would be stationed everywhere, and would definitely be on hand should something untoward happen.

I considered toying with the idea that maybe I was overreacting like Zen. And that maybe, I shouldn't have impulsively asked the shadow guard assigned to her to continue dogging her whereabouts.

Still, I was prepared for every possible scenario, and I thought it was still prudent to continue keeping watch over her, while my brother preoccupied himself in the search for the person who wanted to take Shirayuki.

Absentmindedly, I rubbed my fingers together, remembering the petal-soft skin of her jawline, the smooth silkiness of her red hair. Closing my eyes, I could almost savor the innocent sweetness of her lips, even as she lay snoring gently on top of her bed.

I had to admit, I was tempted to join her then and there, but had to keep myself in check at the last minute. There would be disastrous consequences should I give in to my growing desires.