Amity, you can't go on like this. "Hibralt's queen reproached her daughter." You are the future queen of Hibralt, and as my successor, there are things you should take into consideration.
"But what about Luz? I finally found her, and she's with that barbarian," the princess murmured, revealing a depressive air around her. "It's not fair, mom; I love her, and she allowed herself to be seduced by him. It's not fair! She exclaimed that she was mad, increasing the tone of her voice.
Odalia looked impassively at her daughter's reaction, sighing at the little outburst. "Of course it's not fair!" The queen exclaimed with the same intensity as her daughter: "No one in life is that lucky; some are born lucky and others are lucky to have been born, but the former do not allow themselves to be dragged by their destiny," she pointed out. Odalia sighed, relaxing her tone of voice. "This, my girl, is a lesson that you would have to learn sooner or later; life can give us everything and in the same way it can take others from us as a means of generating balance; that is the law of fortune." No one can do a lot without having to give something in return.
"Light was the payment for my fortune? the princess asked. Her mother sighed and nodded.
That seems, my girl, like you lost your first reciprocal love just like I lost a great friend at the same time that I did with your father. Her face darkened for a moment. These are things that take time to recover from, but that allow us to grow in due time, as I did and as you will when you manage to recover from them.
Odalia caressed her daughter's face, cleaning one of the paths of tears on it. "Now rest, my daughter; you will soon return to your work," she muttered before leaving the room. The sound of crying was soon heard on the other side of the door. Odalia shook her head with a feeling of annoyance towards her daughter's state; as her heiress Amity must be stronger than this, she needed to get over it before her whole world ended up collapsing so deeply that she wouldn't be able to get out of it. own account.
- Guards! Prepare my carriage; we will go to the kingdom of Alvain. I have some business to deal with a certain deserter, ordered the queen, preparing to visit the girl who had broken her precious daughter's heart.
******************** -Alvain-********* ************
The smell of salt permeated along with the dust raised in the contest between the young prince of the kingdom and the future queen, who would one day rule the allied nation of Fulgore. King Clawthorne lashed out with his sword against Luz Noceda; both had been practicing since morning at the request of the little prince; the young man had not been able to participate in the fighting due to his age and by orders from his mother, who, concerned about his well-being, had outright forbidden it.
I'm sorry, King, but it's for your own good that you don't participate in the combats. He remembered his mother's words: "As a member of the royal family of the kingdom that performed the groom's gala, you cannot expose yourself to the rest of the nobles." She had been firm in her decision to allow him to fight; despite his pleas and attempts to negotiate, she had not given in the least with desire.
Eda had her reasons for refusing beyond protecting her only son, in the same way that she had allowed her nephew and daughter-in-law to fight duels. Belos had managed to convince her to allow this with Hunter and Luz. - Both need to demonstrate their strength before the leaders and make a name for themselves beyond the feats that both reaped in the wars. Were her words true, and Eda had no choice but to accept at the old man's request.
Come on, King! Don't let your guard down; raise that sword and keep your distance; don't lose sight of your heart rate and breathing. Luz gave directions to the young prince; if you lose sight of this, you won't last long on the battlefield.
I know! You don't need to repeat it to me every time. The boy yelled, earning a laugh from his teacher. "You'll see someday I'll be strong enough to beat you and Hunter, so you." He declared forcefully, losing sight of his current objective, which was to beat the girl.
Luz laughed for a moment, disappearing from King's sight. The boy only felt how his sword flew out and a wooden blade lifted his chin. "Don't be distracted, King, or you could end up dead." I reproached him. The blade brushed his neck to emphasize the message she wanted to convey to King: "Boom! You have died again."
"Come, King, it's time to take a break," pointed out Luz. We've been practicing since dawn, and you must return to your princely activities for today; tomorrow we can continue again. The young man looked annoyed at the girl, sighing tiredly.
"I really would like to keep practicing," the little prince huffed. "Sometimes I wish I could take things more calmly and be like the rest of the soldiers.
Dreaming does not cost anything, King, but do not forget that we are all born with a destiny. You can go against the current and try to forge your path, but eventually you may end up fulfilling it at the end of the journey. Luz mused, passing by the boy and patting him on the back: "We'll see each other later, so be careful and go do your princely work.
Luz told her with a smile, walking towards the exit, "Luz, wait." King called her, stopping her at the entrance.
Yes, King, is something wrong? She turned around to see the boy, giving him a warm smile and a look of affection as she looked at him. King felt her heart give a little jump when she saw Luz's face; her face was being illuminated by the brightness that came from a window on the roof. are you OK? The boy had been captivated by Luz's smile.
"No, it's nothing," he gave up telling her, turning her face away from him. "I just wanted to know if you could train with me tomorrow too."
Ohm hee hee, Luz laughed because of the difficulty the little prince was having to ask her for a date to train with her. (He's so cute when he blushes like that; the girl who manages to steal his heart will be so lucky to have him.) She sighed as she thought of King; the young man had certainly been graced with the best of both of his parents. King continued to look at her, impatient for her response.
I'm sorry, King, but I can't tomorrow. Me and Hunter will go to a congress with some kings from the other kingdoms. Luz responded, sighing, somewhat disappointed by her answer: "I would love to take you, but you're still a bit young, but in a couple of years, Eda will send you in her place with Raine.
The boy sighed in disappointment, looking at his teacher. Luz felt a small pang in her heart at the sight that the little boy was showing her. "We'll be back as soon as we can, and then we can practice as much as you want," Luz promised him, hugging him and caressing his ashy hair. King.
King felt his heart race again as he felt Luz's touch on him, and a strong blush began to creep across his face. "This is not right," King murmured in his head, moving away from Luz. "I'm sorry, Luz, I needed some air," he lied, falling backwards to the ground. The reality was different, one that he really didn't want to let Luz know.
The girl looked at him somewhat confused. King was now on the ground with his face as red as a strawberry and breathing profusely under the watchful eye of his teacher, Light! Don't look!" he exclaimed between stammers; he had rarely felt upset. in such a way, as defenseless as a baby that was exposed to the view of the whole world. Luz was absorbed in the boy, feeling a strong need to take his side and consent to it.
(What is this feeling?) Luz began to fight internally not to jump on the young man at that moment. Falling to her knees, she began to crawl towards the boy. King could only meet his eyes for a moment before slowly backing up until he collided with the wall behind him.
He called her, but she didn't respond, getting closer and closer to him while breathing hard. Her teacher just laughed and looked into his eyes. King felt a chill run down his spine when he saw his eyes again. She kept getting closer to him until she did. He was face-to-face, so close that he could feel his breath on his face and smell the fruity aroma of the wine he had drunk this morning.
-ki...ing-Luz slurred her words while she brought her face closer to her young pupil: "The girl who manages to steal your heart will be so lucky." Hic, so much that I'm envious—Luz's hand caressed King's face—but you know he won't have this!
Luz exclaimed and pounced on the little prince's face, but a hand stopped her advance between her lips and the King's. "No, Luz! I don't want it that way!" he exclaimed. Luz just moved away from her, smiling at her with a warmer look.
"Well done, King," she whispered, planting a small kiss on her forehead before passing out on him. King was just stunned and silent as he tried to assimilate the situation he was in now, with his teacher's body on top of him. They both stayed like that for almost fifteen minutes before he decided to leave, laying his teacher down on a bench in the room and covering it with a couple of covers that he found lying around the place.
"Someday, Luz, someday I'll tell you what I've felt since that day," the King sighed, leaving the room to attend to his prince's work.
******************* -Later-******* ************
Luz woke up in the middle of the training room. She could feel her head spinning and beating like a drum, but above all that, she had a gap in her memories. She felt she had done something stupid, but she couldn't remember what it was. ... King? She looked around the room, looking for the boy, but he was no longer with her.
"I need to change," she said as she felt the clothes stick to her body and tremble when a breeze passed through her body. "Or a hot bath would be better before," she reconsidered after a moment. With a plan in mind, she left the room, sneaking as much as possible while she evaded the squads of guards and servants that ran through the corridors until finally arriving at her room.
Stripping off all her clothes, she stepped into the tub, letting out small moans of pleasure as she felt the hot water lightly scald her brown skin. Luz sank into her tub up to her nose, completely immersing herself in a moment to feel the dirt go away, but the heat only revived the memory of her body. Her hands began to explore her shapely body and play with it until she felt the stress melt away just like the dirt that was stuck to her whole body.
Luz left the bathroom refreshed after leaving many of her worries behind her next to the water that led to the drain. "I should see what Hunter is doing right now," she thought, leaving the room and starting to walk. She saw King in the distance! Hey, King! I called him, but he only accelerated her march, ignoring her and leaving her confused. What's wrong? "Hmmm, he must be busy," thought Luz, sighing and continuing on her way.
outside the castle
- Edric! Don't stray too far, Emira! the same," Hunter exclaimed to the two twins, but both were too busy exploring the city of Alvain. After the Groom's gala, they finally had time to see the city before they had to return to their kingdoms.
"Don't worry, Hunter, Edric won't go very far," the woman next to her assured him, patting him on the back. "And Emira knows how to find her way around; you don't have to worry about this.
I know but... Hunter sighed. "I feel a little strange being here without Luz." The woman smiled at the blonde's comment.
I'll tell you again, don't worry too much; every relationship needs some distance and time alone to progress. She pointed out, "You'll see, just be patient, and we'll see her soon.
"Thanks, Skara," he said, smiling a little more hopefully. "It's good that you came; I really don't think I could do it alone with twins," he murmured somewhat. Skara laughed at what his cousin said.
- Ha! Yes, good Willow and her tough love—a mistake on my part, cousin—she apologized. But you must admit that she didn't seem like someone that rude with that face—I emphasize—I mean, just look at her. No one would think that under those bottle glasses and that goofy smile would be a psychotic woman who loves to mark territory with her partners.
You can't be mad at me forever.
"I know Skara, I'm not; it's my wife who is with your knight," Hunter murmured, frowning. And now that the twins are a bit out of it, Luz wants to duel with her after seeing and hearing what she said. pass between the two of us.
-Ha yes, hmmm. I forgot... well, I wish you luck making an appointment. I don't think Willow is in the mood for duels now, Skara said, looking sideways into the distance, and speaking of the devil, look who's coming here. She directed her gaze from a distance. Luz was running down the street when she spotted the blond. She quickened her steps and jumped towards him.
-Hunter! She exclaimed happily until she noticed the princess next to them: "You!
"Hello, gentleman Luz, or is it princess Luz at this point?" Skara mused with a smile. "So many things have happened in these two years, right?
"What are you doing here? Luz inquired somewhat annoyed. Ignoring the girl's comments, Skara continued to smile and positioned herself next to Hunter, taking her arm between his chest to annoy the brunette.
Not much, just visiting my family and my husband, who is here, if you remember, right? I married Edric—she reminded him—but I'm still glad to know that we are family. Luz—Skara let go of Hunter's arm and pulled the girl towards them.
"But I didn't marry Amity," Luz said, confused. "I went to the battlefront a week before I could propose to her.
There's Luz, silly; I'm not talking about Edric's sister. Skara laughed, fixing her gaze on Hunter. I'm talking about him! She exclaimed, hugging him again—my dear cousin Hunter.
- Sorry? Hunter, why didn't you tell me that you were related to the crown princess of Consorcia, Luz said with a dry and incredulous tone, and the wife of my best friend?
Yes, Hunter, why didn't you tell your dear wife that we were family? Skara reproached him with a false tone of seriousness if we were so close as children, or perhaps you forgot all those promises we made when we were only five years old.
Luz looked at her husband with even greater disbelief. "Hunter, please tell me; I'd love to hear about those promises." Luz smiled, although everyone present could feel the atmosphere start to cool down suddenly. - It can't be that bad, right? for example, a promise to marry her or put her above someone else, or how about fighting for her hand and taking her away from her if she ended up with a bad husband?
Hunter looked at his wife, feeling how his jealousy became something almost palpable to those around him. He sighed, taking her in his arms and burying his face in her chest. "Luz, I love you, and even with all those promises, you will always be. "The most important person in my life right now, our little one, is the one after you," he murmured as he held her against him, caressing her hair and whispering small compliments in her ear to calm her down.
"How boring!" Skara muttered under her breath, annoyed at having lost her entertainment. "So, Luz, how does it feel to be the future mother of a nation?" she inquired. Luz didn't respond for a moment, struggling to get out of her safe zone.
I still don't know how to feel. I'm going to be a queen, and that implies having power, but at the same time I'm also going to be the mother of an empire, and that entails many conferences with other kingdoms. Luz sighed. "And at some point I'm going to have to see Amity again, but she won't be like her knight anymore but as an equal, and part of that terrifies me, knowing that I'll have to look her in the eye and let her see that I am happy and that I was able to move on.
Luz was under her gaze, feeling somewhat down. I don't know how she would react. I sent her a letter saying.
Yes, I know, I was next to her when she read it. Skara interrupted. She didn't take it as well as you would expect from someone like her. She murmured. So I don't recommend you go back to Hibralt in a couple of decades, and maybe you should reinforce the safety of your castle when you get there. Just a tip.
"She's upset, right?" Luz asked, and the twins swayed their heads to the sides for a moment before answering.
"Pretty much, I'd say," Edric said, narrowing one eye, "an eight on the Blight anger scale, likely to turn into a nine or ten."
"So we're screwed," Luz mumbled, and her husband patted her back to help calm her down.
"Not really," Emira pointed out. "Do you remember what I said about how my mom gave priority to the kingdom over us?" Luz nodded somewhat confused. "Well, don't expect to have Hibralt knocking on your door. At least not while Odalia is alive and Amity is not queen.
Edric swallowed, trying not to think too much about it, and Emira laughed with concern.
I don't think so. Amity could be someone obsessive, but even she must have some limits that she wouldn't cross. What do you say, Skara? Do you think Amity would be willing to commit matricide?
Skara looked away. Emira could understand everything with that reaction. "It's worse than we thought," she sighed. At least she will do it by herself; without help from the other kingdoms, she won't get very far.
"She can always challenge Hunter for Luz's hand," Edric murmured, and everyone grunted in approval except Luz and her husband. Do you think she can beat Hunter?
"He did it once, during the wedding," Emira recalled.
"He was tired!" exclaimed the blonde. "Try to fight someone agile after receiving a mallet to the waist!" he protested again.
Now Hunter, we all know that Amity took advantage of the situation. Luz comforted him, and Hunter sighed a little, feeling how another person hugged him. "Get out of Skara! she grunted in the chestnut when she detected the other female.
"Come on, Luz, share, and I'll share Edric with you." I tried to negotiate with her, but she only got more grunts from the chestnut. "Coda, he's also my cousin," he muttered under his breath.
"Come on, Skara, you know that Luz can be a little jealous when it comes to her family," the green-haired woman commented to her, while her sister snorted at her feeling displaced in all this.
"I wish I had brought Viney with me." Emira said in her head, remembering that her chestnut was currently on a tour of the neighboring kingdoms' stables. She had wanted to attend, but her royal duties came before her own enjoyment. Besides, he had already used his vacation time for other events. "Just a couple of days and we will see each other again, my dear girl from the forest. She sighed with a certain nostalgia; she was just waiting for the day to see her again.
-Light Night! I have come to see you." A voice shook those present, while the heavy footsteps of multiple soldiers in armor made their way through the crowd of locals who were terrified by the demonstration of strength made by the knights.
The troop stopped in front of them. "Mama!" The twins exclaimed when they saw the armored ranks open to make way for the queen of Hibralt.
"Mother-in-law!" Skara and Luz exclaimed unconsciously.
- Light Night... - Odalia sighed: "We have to talk." It's about Mittens," the queen emphasized; her look only intimidated the chestnut. Luz tried to say something to be able to answer her, but nothing came out of her mouth.
Odalia just shook her head to silently reproach her for her attitude, noticing the crowd of eyes on her. "We'll do it in a private setting, if you don't mind, thanks." Luz just started walking; she knew she would have this talk sooner or later; it was useless. postpone the inevitable
TRUE?
in a village not far from Alvain. ********
Tamara, come back here! An old man ran after a little girl. With skin like dark amber under the sun and curly brown hair like cotton after the harvest, the young woman ran while she laughed with an energy typical of only the smallest children.
"You will never catch me, old man," the young Tamara ran, with a tender age of 10 years. "One day I will be a great gentleman like my mother, and I will marry a prince," she assured with her chest swollen with pride. "You'll see; just have patience, and you will be able to see the birth of the greatest gentleman on the continent.
"I really believe that you will become my little girl," the old man mused. "But tell me, Tamara, do you know where to start?" asked the old man, leaving the girl thoughtful. There is only one prince who is close to your age, but he is still older than you.
Tamara's eyes lit up at the news. Where! Tell me grandfather!" she exclaimed impatiently, and the old man laughed and pointed to the horizon.
"His name is King Clawthorne, and if he finds where he is, you will find much more than your destiny," the old man sighed. "You will find your family."
A chap. Less, boy, every day is less for the true end.
-The mother-in-law or ex-mother-in-law for Luz was mounted; does she have fate in store for the Noceda girl?
And we continue without Light giving Willow to Hunter.
What will Edric and Emira do to stop her sister if she gets out of control?
Where will Willow's loyalties be when this blows up, if it happens with her kingdom or with Amity?
Who is really Tamara? Why is Luz so horny? This and many other questions will be answered one day, I hope.
* And that's all. That's all for now. Let's see how long it takes for the next chapter. They already know every comment (complaint, mooring, curse, or suggestion) in the box at the end of the chapter.