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A Bitter Taste

Wyatt woke slowly and got out of his large bed. He walked over to his Mirror and smiled. He looked perfectly fine. He turned and glanced at his bed and felt a cold rage come over him. Where was she? She knew better then to leave the Bed before him. Wyatt began striding over to the door when it opened and she walk inside. He looked her over before saying anything. Her hair was braided in the style he preferred and she was wearing a simple black dress but he still didn't like how she left before him.

"Where were you," he demanded

"I was seeing one of the Healers Wyatt," she responded quietly. However she didn't cower before him like others would. She never had and never would as far as she was concerned. She alone saw herself as his equal

"And why would you need to see a Healer?"

"I haven't been feeling well-Her name is Fatima is you want to torture the truth from her," she responded with a Level voice as she looked into his eyes. She alone loved him and she knew it. Despite his faults she alone believed he could be saved.

Wyatt grabbed her roughly by the shoulders, "What did she say," he asked as he slid a hand down one arm and smelled her hair. To many it may have seemed like a loving and romantic gesture but she knew he was trying to see if she had been with a man

"That I will feel better soon…Have I passed," she asked coolly. At his nod she pulled away, "What is this plan I have been hearing of," she asked, not realizing the danger she could be in for asking

Wyatt felt a cold rage at her again. Yesterday one of his most trusted servants had said he saw her meeting with a man several times. He had seen enough evidence that she must be with another man and possibly passing information to the underground, "What is his name," he asked

"What are you talking about Wyatt?"

"I know you've been meeting with a man," he told her

She froze then turned and looked at him, "Of course I have-I've been meeting with Chris. I may be your lover but he is still my best friend," she told him hotly, "You don't own me Wyatt-I've stood beside you because I believe you can be saved, Don't make me regret it," she snapped then gasped when he grabbed her by the neck.

"Don't ever tell me what to do," he snapped as he started to squeeze, however unlike with other people he got no pleasure how of doing this

"S-Stop…Ba-Baby," she managed to gasp out

He didn't know why but he let her go and she dropped to the floor, gasping, "If you kill me Wyatt-You'll kill your son too," she whispered. He froze, for the first time really having pause at what someone said to him. He had children but he had binded their powers at birth so they couldn't attempt to overthrow him. This was different. An Old seer had come to him recently and told him of this child with his lover. The child that would succeed him when he died. A child that should be raised by him in his kingdom. Without a word he stormed out of the cavern that he used for his bedchamber and went to his throne room.

Later as he was sitting with his most trusted advisor he appeared troubled, "King Wyatt-what is wrong," he asked carefully. He had carefully cultivated his position and Wyatt actually trusted him

"My lover is pregnant," Wyatt said coldly

"May I ask which one, Sire."

"The one that Matters," Wyatt snapped

"Ah, Mistress Yvanne," the man said bowing his head, "Are you sure that is a good idea…I mean she is rather powerful," he said carefully

"I know…but she-She is my Favorite," he said. Not willing to explore his possible feelings for Yvanne

"I understand Sire, I do-But even with her as your Favorite…well that could pose a danger to you," he said

"What do you mean?"

"Well-Mistress Yvanne has never really been a follower of yours. To be honest my King I have never really…understood why she came to the underworld," his servant said, obviously picking his words

"You think she is a spy-Many others have too," Wyatt said dismissively

"No Sire…I have to wonder about the timing of this pregnancy. A new Prophesy has been brought forth. By your cousin with the gift. Through torture she admitted that in 7 months time a child would be born who would lead to your…destruction," he said, looking hesitant to reveal that information

Wyatt shook his head, "No…according to the Seer this child will be my successor…." Wyatt trailed off when he realized she had never actually said how the baby would succeed him, "I will just bind his powers at birth," he said firmly

"If you think that is best…but what is Mistress Yvanne escapes before you can do that," he asked

"I wont kill her Dresden-I told you, she is my Favorite," Wyatt said coldly

"Well…Perhaps you can get her to reveal her agenda to you? She must have one since she doesn't support our cause," Dresden pointed out

Wyatt shook his head and spend the rest of the time ignoring his most trusted aid. But the poison that he was whispering began to nettle in his mind and later that night he saw her brushing her long hair, "I have decided that it is time that the Magical community take precedence over the mortals," he stated, watching her-still angry from everything that had been said that day

"What do you mean," Yvanne asked, a slight frown on her face

"I have create a virus-Anyone who is not magical will fall ill and die," he said coldly

"What? Wyatt you can not be serious-That's Genocide," she yelled, shock and horror filling her face

"No, it's a cleansing and it needs to be done. Mortals are an infection on this earth and need to be removed!" He roared, "How Dare you Question me? I am your King!" He yelled, His rage becoming a Burning hot eruption

"I will question you as I see fit-You are not MY king, I am just your lover. I stand by you But I wont stand by this! No-I will warn everyone what type of monster-" she stopped short when she felt a burning in her chest. She looked down and saw a burn mark over her heart and looked at Wyatt who was staring at her in horror. She began to sway but before she hit the ground she orbed out.

Wyatt stood there frozen then suddenly screamed, "Guards! Guards!" when they ran inside he looked panicked, "Find My Yvanne, she is Hurt," he yelled and watched them shimmer away

They didn't find her for two days and when they found here there was no possible way to save her. She had died shortly after she orbed away. She was laid at his feet in the throne room and he ordered everyone out. After casting a spell to keep anyone from entering or seeing him he knelt beside her body. Wyatt lifted the cold body in his arms and for the first time in his began to cry. When she had called him a monster his rage had blinded him and the energy ball had been thrown before he could stop it. But it wasn't his fault. No, this was the fault of the mortals! Because she wanted to protect them. She hadn't understood. But he would kill them for her. He would eradicate every mortal on earth except a small amount to keep as slaves. He would do it for his Yvanne….

With a Gasp and yell Wyatt bolt out of his bed and ran into a door. That woke him up and he looked around. He was in his apartment bedroom not in a throne room. But he was shaking and he realized a moment later that his face was wet. He'd also been crying. He had killed her, Killed Yvanne. A bitter taste filled his mouth as he realized what he had done. That must have been what had happened in his other future. How he destroyed everything.

Wyatt knew he couldn't let her die again. He had to be careful once they started dating. He couldn't lose his temper around her. Because that one moment when his temper had become out of control he had killed the one thing that mattered to him in that world. Wyatt wouldn't let that happen again.