Chapter 16

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"Why is it that when one man builds a wall, the next man immediately needs to know what's on the other side?"― George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

BELLA POV

I was amazed at the intricate attire of the Omna, particularly their wedding dresses, which showcased a myriad of elaborate designs. Their customs bore a striking resemblance to human traditions.

Seated in a lavish room with Alica, Rosealina, and Esme, who I discovered was Enzuk's mother, I observed as the three women chuckled and experimented with various wedding gowns, headpieces, and exquisite jewelry.

Alica sat in the center of the room, eagerly trying on various gowns. Her preference was a red and gold gown, but Esme favored the white and gold one. Nevertheless, Esme attempted to honor Alica's choice.

Alicia tilted her head, regarding me with an inquisitive look. "Which one do you like?" she inquired.

A half-smile crept onto my face, revealing my surprise at her sudden interest in my preference. It remained peculiar to me that I could comprehend the Omna language. However, thanks to the translation chip that Melxa had injected me with, communication was possible. They understood me when I spoke English, and I understood them. The mechanics of the chip's operation eluded me, but I was grateful for the seamless translation into my native language and our mutual understanding.

The hushed whispers of Esme and Rosalina ceased as they looked over to see my response.

The truth was that I didn't care for Alica's choice of dress. What caught my attention was a dress off to the side, untouched and unnoticed by all three Omna women. The dress was exquisite, navy interwoven with silver filaments, its hemline touched by a constellation of luminous crystals that flashed with every subtle movement. Still, I kept my thoughts to myself, cautious of disturbing the tranquil waters of her decisions.

I swallowed hard, summoning my bravery. "The—the red and gold one," I faltered, striving to sound more confident than I felt. My eyes glinted with admiration as I elaborated, "It falls over you with such grace, as if it were made specifically for you." My words emerged with an honesty that contradicted my inner doubt.

"Truly?" Alica's eyes lit up with a mischievous sparkle as she adjusted the fabric of her red and gold dress, her voice a playful tease. "There, Esme, I'm not alone in my impeccable taste."

Esme's eyes danced with warmth as she returned Alica's smile before her gaze drifted back to me, thoughtful. "The gown is indeed stunning—a tapestry of crimson and gold threads that seem woven just for Alica. But what about you? If you were about to be wed, which dress would you choose for yourself?"

I raised my brows. "M-me?"

Esme nodded.

Alica smiled at me. "Oh yes. Which one speaks to you?"

I stumbled over my words, "I... I can't even begin to choose."

Rosalina chimed in, her voice carrying an unexpected weight that demanded sincerity. "Imagine it's your moment. There must be one gown that resonates with you. Tell us, which would it be?"

I looked at the plethora of gowns of all colors, and again zeroed in on the navy and silver one. Slowly, I walked toward the gowns and pulled out the navy dress. "I like this one. I would be the one I would choose for myself."

Esme's eyebrows shot up in surprise. She stood up and approached me, her gaze fixed on the gown in my hand. "Hmm," she murmured, inspecting it closely and gliding her hand over the silk fabric. After a brief silence, her lips curled into a smile. "This one is stunning. How did we overlook it before?" she chuckled.

Alica moved to Esme's side to examine the gown. Esme took the dress from my hands and held it in front of Alica.

However, Alica shook her head. "I still prefer the red and gold one," she declared.

Acknowledging Alica's preference with a nod, Esme then held the gown to me. I stepped back, uncertain of what she intended to do.

Esme's voice, soft and hushed, provided a stark contrast to the luxurious silk and lace she held. "Imagine yourself in this; you'd look stunning," she urged gently.

Alica wore a tender smile, warm as the afternoon sun. "Give it a go," she suggested, a mischievous twinkle in her eye.

I felt a sudden surge of reluctance and took another step back, shaking my head. "Oh no, I really couldn't," I whispered.

Alica's eyes sparkled with undeterred persuasion. "Just for fun," she pressed.

"I-I can't see that being suitable—for someone like me—a human," I stammered, discomfort evident in my voice.

"That's nonsense," Esme cut in with conviction but a soft gaze. "It's merely a dress, nothing else."

"But I'm not even engaged," I countered, the imaginary scrutiny of countless eyes bearing down on me.

"Humor us," Rosalina added, her commanding tone laced with authority. "Try it on."

I cleared my throat and slowly took the gown. I went behind a dressing screen to exchange my plain black slave dress for the navy-blue silk gown. It fit quite well and instantly made me feel like royalty.

As I stepped out from behind the screen, Esme's smile greeted me, and Alica's face shone brightly at the sight.

"Wow. That one suits you," Alica said.

"It really does," Esme agreed. She adjusted the dress at my waist, tightening it. "Though it would need to be taken in," she murmured as she worked.

"There's no need to alter a perfectly good dress," Rosalina interjected. "With a proper diet, she'd fit into it as intended. And remember, it's designed for an Omna woman. You'd have to close the back opening. It's quite unnecessary as it is."

Esme dismissed Rosalina's critique with a wave. "That's the purpose of tailoring, Rosalina—to adjust the dress for the person wearing it, not force the person to fit the dress."

Gratitude warmed me as I smiled at Esme. Despite my initial doubts about getting along with Enzuk's mother, she quickly became my favorite among the Omna women, treating me like an equal and making me feel almost like a daughter.

Esme appeared preoccupied as she circled me, making mental notes and adjusting the dress's fit in various places. Meanwhile, Alica returned to admiring her reflection in the large mirror. Rosalina joined Alica, both giggling as they experimented with different hairstyles and tried on a variety of elegant hair clips.

Esme nodded in approval. "You should have attire more suitable than what you're currently wearing. I don't know how much you were informed about your new role as Alica's companion, but humans serving royalty customarily dress the part."

I shook my head. "I don't think that extends to something as fancy as this dress," I said with a smile.

"No, not as exquisite. This is a wedding gown. But certainly, something improved from what you have on now."

"I don't mind," I replied sincerely.

"Esme, there will be other occasions for this, as you still have another son who has yet to find his mate," Rosalina pointed out.

Alica chuckled. "He's already claimed by Tanya."

I suppressed the urge to glare, feeling warmth in my neck at the thought. The idea of Tanya near Enzuk made my blood boil.

"That won't last. She's more interested than he is. Besides, if Enzuk desired her, it would be obvious. He's not known to delay gratifying his desires. He can be quite impulsive," Rosalina commented.

"My son is determined," Esme asserted with a firm look. "But I concur. If Enzuk wanted Tanya, he would have pursued her actively by now."

"I agree," Alica echoed. "Speaking of impulsive, he certainly drew attention at the banquet the other night. I've never observed him act in such a manner. I know Japher was surprised as well."

Alica turned to me. "Rumors suggest that he and Melxa are collaborating on an important project involving you. That's peculiar in itself, as Enzuk typically avoids Melxa's human-related ventures. What exactly is this project?"

I shook my head. "I'm not entirely sure. Melxa tends to keep the finer details of his work to himself. I just follow instructions."

Alica observed me for a moment. "You're the human scientist from Earth, aren't you? There's talk that you and Enzuk met there, and that you were involved in his mission—to be eradicated. If you don't mind my mentioning."

"No, that's correct. We did meet on Earth," I answered cautiously. "I actually conducted research on him."

"For what purpose?" Alica asked, amused.

"For survival. We'd never encountered anyone like En-him on Earth. My study was aimed at discovering... better ways to safeguard humanity."

"Humans have no chance against the Omna. That's common knowledge," Rosalina interjected.

"Not in physical terms," I countered. Rosalina scrutinized me with narrowed eyes, appearing ready to question me further until Esme stepped in.

"Naturally, you did everything possible to protect your kind, as any threatened species would," Esme said. I nodded.

"So, did you and Enzuk engage in many discussions on Earth?" Alica pressed.

"Sort of. They were structured interviews to learn more about him and Novis."

"And he was forthcoming?" Alica queried. "He usually views humans as beneath him."

"That's changed since his return. He conversed quite candidly with Isabella the other day," Rosalina remarked.

Alica tilted her head. "You must have talked a lot with Enzuk on Earth for him to even speak with you here on Novis. This project must be very important. What did you discuss?"

"Um, just... his culture, and his home planet." Mating…

"I'm surprised he spoke with you. How did you get him to?" Alica inquired.

"Trade," I replied. "I needed answers, and he had his conditions, which I fulfilled."

"Conditions?" Rosalina raised an eyebrow. "Like what?" Her gaze suggested a sexual undertone.

"Basics. Food, water. He disliked the bright lights where he was detained. I ensured his comfort in exchange for well-structured interviews."

"You made his captivity bearable," Esme noted with a broad smile. "It must have been quite the experience," she remarked.

"Omna warriors don't need such things on missions. They're strong and endure without," Rosalina commented. "Emmico said missions train warriors for this. Enzuk wasn't on Earth that long."

Esme smoothed my curls. "Regardless, I'm thankful for how you treated my son while he was on Earth."

I yearned to accept her praise, but doubts lingered about whether she'd keep smiling if she knew my initial intent had been to kill him. I just nodded.

"It was commendable of Enzuk to defend you at the banquet," Alica observed. "I know Aro was upset, but he seemed to calm down after Enzuk took you away. I don't condone how you were treated that night."

"Thank you," I said. "I'm relieved Aro and the rest enjoyed the remainder of the evening. I never intended to spoil the festivities."

"You didn't," Esme assured me.

"Yeah," Rosalina added, sounding disinterested, "plus, Tanya was clinging to Aro after Enzuk left. She plays the part when Enzuk is around, but I doubt she'd be devastated if another high-status suitor caught her eye."

"Exactly," Esme affirmed, her tone laced with bitterness.

Alica chuckled. "I noticed that, too. Aro was polite, sure, in a diplomatic sort of way, but he didn't reciprocate her interest."

"Nope. He outright ignored her when she fetched drinks or asked for another dance," Rosalina chimed in.

Alica laughed again. "It's odd that he hasn't found a mate yet. You'd think he'd want a companion. It must be lonely ruling solo."

Esme inhaled deeply. "Aro has his ways of managing his duties. He's satisfied with power. I don't think a woman would change that."

"Does he not desire a mate?" I ventured.

Esme met my gaze before looking away. "I honestly can't say."

"Did he leave the banquet with anyone?" Alica queried. "I saw some Omna depart with humans, thought maybe he'd indulge just once."

"Lord Aro has never openly been with any female, human or otherwise. If it weren't for Emmico confirming Aro entertains women at night, I'd believe him to be celibate," Rosalina proclaimed.

"Perhaps they're discreetly taken to his private domain," I said without thinking. This speculative comment drew everyone's astonished looks.

After a moment of silence, Rosalina spoke. "I don't think so. No one is allowed in that private section of his domain. It's been that way since its establishment. No humans are permitted, and only summoned Omna may enter."

Alica nodded her agreement.

"Why?" I inquired. "Isn't that odd?"

"No," Rosalina retorted. "As Lord, he's entitled to his privacy."

Esme appeared contemplative for a moment before giving me a reassuring smile. "Go and change," she instructed. "We have much to prepare for Japher's return."

Looking at Alica, she added, "And Japher will likely want a bath upon his return, so best be ready."

I withdrew behind the screen to change into my slave garb.

"Have you considered where you and Japher might solidify your bond?" Rosalina queried.

Alica chuckled, a blush evident in her voice. "I was thinking near the great falls."

"Somewhere secluded? Where no one will hear the two of you?" Rosalina teased.

"Rosalina!" Esme scolded.

"What? It's only natural," Rosalina defended. "I'm relieved nobody was around when Emmico and I bonded."

I remembered my own encounter with Enzuk on the night of the banquet. According to Omna traditions, Enzuk and I were already bonded, a union that proved to be as incredible as every illicit thought and fantasy I'd had about him. The memory of our intense night of passion sent a flush of excitement through me.

I longed for Enzuk's return. My desire to be enveloped in his embrace, to feel his warm breath on my neck, and his lips on mine was overwhelming. Enzuk was both powerful and gentle. He was the ultimate mate.

"The great falls are beautiful," Alica affirmed, "and, yes, they offer privacy," she added with a giggle.

Stepping out from behind the screen, I handed the dress back to Esme, who received it with a smile. She then placed her hands on Alica's face, saying, "I am so happy for you. Japher couldn't have a better mate. You're perfect for each other, and I trust your union will thrive."

"Hopefully, with children," Rosalina interjected.

Esme shook her head softly. "Carlisle and I just want our children's happiness. Yes, grandchildren would be a joy, but there's no need to hurry. Savor your time together; you can think of children later."

Alica's smile was warm. "Japher has mentioned starting a family, and I'm on board. But Rosalina, you're the trailblazer—you married first, so you should have children first."

Rosalina rolled her eyes. "I suppose. Emmico's been hesitant, though," she confessed. "I reassured him he'd be an excellent father. Now that he's less occupied with missions, I sense he's ready to settle. I've made it clear I want children, and I believe he's getting there."

Esme's smile was gentle yet knowing. "He'll come around. Children are a blessing that come in their own time. And besides…you have to be bonded first before children can come along. And before you bond... Japher must propose. So, let's focus on that first," she smiled.

"Oh, I have no doubt Japher will propose," Rosalina said. "Emmico says he speaks of nothing else."

Alica blushed. "I can't wait be his," she said in a low tone.

After completing Alica's dress fitting, we strolled through the bustling town streets. I humbly followed behind Alica, marveling at the array of wonders around me. Unique jewelry and pendants glittered in shop windows, while arrays of sweet treats, spices, and perfumes enticed my senses.

I caught the glances of a few Omna when I dared to look up from my feet. Some seemed curious while others glared at me smugly. When Alica paused, I stopped behind her. She had stopped to examine a necklace in a shop window.

"What lovely craftsmanship," she remarked. Alica drew me closer, looping her arm through my smaller one. "Come on, let's go in."

Watching Alica try on various necklaces and earrings was a delight. The jewels were unlike anything I had ever seen on Earth. Some radiated with internal red or blue fire, while others resembled vibrant green vines that would automatically wrap around one's wrist or neck, morphing into bracelets or necklaces as if sentient.

"Wow," I whispered, observing a vine-like necklace twine itself around her neck.

Alica grinned back at me, admiring her reflection in a polished mirror. "The craftsmanship here is truly unmatched. I could spend all day browsing their wares." She turned to the shopkeeper. "How much for this necklace?"

Esme stepped forward with a smile. "I will take care of it."

Alica returned the smile. "It's alright. I can pay."

Shaking her head, Esme insisted, "It's your wedding, or will be soon. Carlisle and I would be delighted to cover the costs. Besides, I never had daughters of my own to spoil—I only ever had sons." She rolled her eyes playfully. "I doubt they'd enjoy this kind of shopping with me. Let me be a mother to you."

Alica's gaze lowered momentarily before she quickly offered a returning smile. It crossed my mind that perhaps she was motherless, or maybe she had endured the loss of her mother.

"Thank you," Alicia said.

Esme nodded, and she and Rosalina approached the shopkeeper to conduct their business. He appeared to be well-acquainted with Esme, greeting her with a kiss on the hand. While this transaction occurred, Alicia seemed intent on discovering a new piece of jewelry.

My gaze was drawn to an item that stood out: an emerald rosebud set upon a base resembling a pearl. Upon my touch, the closed bud unfurled into a splendid rose, releasing a butterfly-like creature that danced around me, showering my hair with gold and silver glitter.

I extended my hand and the creature alighted, its wings a mesmerizing blend of gold and silver. "You're beautiful," I whispered to it.

In response, the creature fluttered its wings and rose to my brown curls, softly tucking a few stray strands behind my ear. The tickling sensation of its wings made me giggle.

I carefully removed the butterfly from my hair, aiming to place it back on the flower, but the creature danced around, settling on my shoulder, then my arm, and finally my nose. I chuckled once more.

"It seems she wants to accompany you home," Alica said with a laugh.

"I'm just trying to return her to her flower," I replied, my voice tinged with playful nervousness.

"We should get it for you," Alica insisted. "It looks beautiful on you."

"Oh no," I protested, shaking my head. "It's okay. I was merely admiring it. I don't expect you to buy it for me."

"But you should have it," Alica insisted.

I spent a few more minutes trying to dissuade Alicia from purchasing the flower/butterfly/pearl hybrid but to no avail. Once she presented it to Esme, the transaction was inevitable. Esme was delighted to oblige.

The shopkeeper gave Esme a pouch containing what appeared to be black pearls. "These are for Nyra. That is her name," he explained. "She must consume one black pearl every five years." He assured her, "Nyra will be an exquisite accessory. She can lend a shimmer to any attire with her gold and silver dust or serve as a hair clip or pendant. She enjoys these roles, provided she is nourished with one black pearl every five years." He then handed Esme the encapsulated blossom that Nyra called home, adding, "Take good care of her."

"She will be taken care of," Esme said with a smile. "Thank you."

"My pleasure," the shopkeeper returned her smile.

Our next adventure led us to a shop brimming with spices, perfumes, and fragrances. Alica mentioned wanting to prepare a special bath for Japher upon his return. I recalled Enzuk on Earth explaining to me that crafting scented baths for men after their hunts was a manner of courtship. Perhaps this was merely a thoughtful gesture, though, as Japher's heart was already Alica's.

Rosalina, Alica, and Esme each had a clear idea of the scents they were after. Meanwhile, I roamed aimlessly, marveling at the array of differently colored bottles, each adorned with unique symbols. As I browsed, the shop door swung open, admitting another patron. But this was no ordinary customer—it was the same woman who had accompanied Enzuk on his arm at the banquet that night.

My gaze sharpened as she approached, but I averted my eyes quickly when her bright blue ones found me.

"Tanya!" Alica exclaimed in surprise, coming to my side. "What a surprise."

"Yes," Tanya replied, smoothly closing the distance. "I noticed your arrival and decided to join you."

"Oh," Alicia said, her tone turning awkward. "Well... Yes. Of course, you're welcome. Though, we won't be staying much longer. I've found what I was looking for."

Tanya glanced at the bags in Alica's grasp. "You've been busy shopping, I see. The rumors must be true. Has Japher proposed?"

"Not yet," Alica chuckled. "But his love is certain. He'll propose upon his return, I'm sure."

"Return?" Tanya inquired, intrigued.

"Yes, they're on a trip. Enzuk, his father, and Emmico too," Alicia informed her.

"Enzuk?" Tanya echoed, confused.

The sound of his name on her lips grated on me.

"I wasn't aware. He didn't tell me he was leaving," Tanya said.

"I'm sorry, dear, did he not inform you?" Esme interjected.

"No," Tanya mused, a thoughtful tone in her voice. "He mentioned he had errands, but not a trip."

"Probably preoccupied with preparations," Esme suggested. "It must have slipped his mind. It happens. Likely eager to support his brother. "

"Indeed," Tanya concurred. "When's his return?"

Alica and Esme exchanged knowing looks before replying with strained smiles, "Within a week," Esme replied.

Tanya's smile broadened. "Preparing for your mate's return?" she asked, eyeing the bottle in Esme's hand. Esme nodded.

"Any tips for me?" Tanya queried, eyes scanning the surroundings. "Enzuk may have omitted his journey's details, but I intend to welcome him warmly."

My frustration grew, and I bit the inside of my cheek. The reason he hadn't informed her was obvious to me: she wasn't his mate. I was!

Tanya halted before me, heaving a sigh. "After all, Enzuk relished our shared bath upon his return from Earth."

Our eyes clashed, her bright blue meeting my gaze as she smirked knowingly. After a tense silence, Esme stepped forward. "Then it seems you don't need guidance, Tanya."

Tanya turned to Esme, her red lips curving. "A mother knows her sons. Soon, you might help me choose my wedding gown, becoming a mother-in-law to a third daughter."

"Really?" Esme asked, her laughter light. "Will I?"

Tanya nodded confidently. "Though Enzuk is reserved, we've discussed revealing our relationship. It's high time everyone knew of our bond."

Esme considered this. "I was unaware Enzuk had confessed such feelings. As his mother, his affections for you are news to me."

"He hasn't proposed or expressed his feelings verbally," Tanya admitted. "But his actions speak volumes. I anticipate a proposal any day. Perhaps his secrecy about the trip is part of some grand plan."

"Perhaps you are right," Esme said. "He does like his privacy and keeps things secretive."

"Not when it comes to his own needs," Rosalina countered, folding her arms across her chest. "Maybe he's not as smitten as you believe."

"Rosalina," Alicia whispered in rebuke.

"What?" Rosalina shrugged. "I just don't want Tanya to be let down when Enzuk returns."

"I'm never let down when he comes back. Our relationship isn't something I expect others to grasp. Enzuk and I know the true nature of what we share," Tanya answered confidently.

I wanted to scream in frustration but restrained myself.

"Of course," Esme concurred. "I'm certain it's quite special, particularly since he has yet to disclose it publicly."

"Yes, it is. Our bond is solid, rooted in reality—unlike some women who might think they possess his heart. I am not plagued by doubts. He was mine long before he left for Earth, and has remained so ever since his return," Tanya said, her words sharply directed at me.

A heavy silence fell as I fought the urge to look down, to show defeat.

"Well, I eagerly await the news. I simply wish for all my sons to find happiness with their chosen partners. And should I gain another daughter, it would bring me joy," Esme said warmly. "As much as I'd love to stay and help you select something special, today belongs to Alica. Besides, preparing the bath is a task for a mate. If you truly know your mate, you'll delight them with the scents you choose. That's an essential, enjoyable part of courtship, Tanya."

Tanya offered a strained smile, clearing her throat. "You're right, Esme. Such wisdom comes from years of a happy marriage."

Esme nodded, wrapping an arm around Alica and steering her towards the door.

"Come on, Isabella," Alica called.

Seething with anger, I followed without hesitation. Despite Enzuk's vow of love to me, Tanya's insinuations unsettled me. Had he once pledged his love to her, too? Could he have spoken to her with the same conviction he showed to me?

Perhaps he believed he loved her at one point, and she clings to that belief. Or maybe… Was it possible he loved us both? But no, he had said that Omnas mate for life, with just one partner.

Confusion and anger swirled within me. I yearned to return to Enzuk's embrace, to quell the rising doubts. Conversation with him seemed the only remedy to assure my heart of his love.

Yet, the harsh reality lingered—Enzuk had not formally proposed so that everyone knew he was mine and I was his. But I knew this was because we couldn't reveal our relationship just yet. Still, that didn't stop me from wanting everyone to know he was mine.

"Don't worry," Rosalina said from behind, as we walked through the streets once more. Her amused smirk grew as she quickened her pace to catch up with me. "Whatever Tanya thinks about Enzuk is a figment of her imagination. I'm confident it won't affect your little project with him and Melxa."

I glanced at her, slightly surprised. "To be honest, I'm indifferent to whom Enzuk associates with. And the project isn't mine; he and Melxa are the main contributors. I simply follow their instructions."

"I'm sure you do," Rosalina replied. "But your involvement, however minor, must mean something to Enzuk. I can't imagine his outburst at the banquet was for nothing. That project... it has to be significant," she noted before increasing her pace and leaving me trailing behind.

I bit my bottom lip and remained silent. Enzuk had warned me to keep our relationship under wraps. He mentioned that some might pry, but that it was best to downplay any romantic feelings between us until the time was right.

Still, a part of me wanted to ask Esme, or even Alica for advice on how I might impress Enzuk. However, that would mean revealing my feelings for him and our relationship.

I pondered whether there was a secret place where Enzuk and I could meet. Using the bathhouses would be too conspicuous. However, there might be another place I could prepare a bath for Enzuk. The thought of preparing a bath for him made me smile, but the smile faded when I realized I lacked special scents to infuse the water and make it special. He wouldn't be impressed.

I couldn't escape the nagging thoughts that gnawed at my mind. What the hell did Tanya imply when she casually mentioned that Enzuk and she had shared a bath upon his return from Earth? The very suggestion tied my stomach in knots.

Could it be true?

Had Enzuk been as close with her as he had been with me on that starlit night after the banquet? And the way he whispered those words to me... it couldn't be that he had uttered the same sweet nothings to Tanya... could he?

Initiation came into question, too—had the bath been his idea or hers? Shaking my head, I tried to dismiss those thoughts, suspecting that Tanya was just playing mind games, preying on what she perceived as vulnerability because Enzuk hadn't chosen her.

But the lack of clarity twisted my insides mercilessly. My thoughts were interrupted as Esme slowed her pace, allowing the distance between us to close—a moment of quiet understanding as she moved to walk beside me.

"You seem lost in a world of your own," Esme observed, her tone carrying a tinge of concern. "What's weighing on your mind?" I defaulted to a half-truth, hurried and unconvincing. "Oh, nothing," I rushed. "Just caught up in the splendor of Novis. It's a stark change from Melxa's sterile labs—I don't get out much."

Her smile warmed slightly at my reply. "Oh. Is that all?" Esme queried. I nodded at the knowing glint in her eye as she presented me with a small satchel. "Here, for you. The flower Alica mentioned you admired. Nyra."

I stared at the gift, touched and surprised. "Esme, you shouldn't have... It's lovely, but I've no way to repay your kindness."

Her response mirrored the softness in her gaze. "Consider it a gift," she said lightly. "Seems to me that Nyra is quite fitting for you."

Warmth flooded my cheeks, and I managed a grateful smile. I couldn't help but marvel at the contrast between Esme and the cold shoulders of most Novisians I encountered.

"That's very generous of you. I just hope Melxa permits me to bring it into the labs."

"He won't object," she assured me, her voice soothing. "Nyra is but a harmless beauty—much like yourself."

Her compliment left me floundering, keenly aware of how Esme—along with Alica and Rosealina—stood apart from the others in their kindness towards me.

"Thank you," I began awkwardly. "I appreciate your warmth, even though I feel unworthy of it."

Esme's expression shifted to mild incredulity. "Unworthy? Nonsense! Kindness is due to every soul."

"Yes, but here on Novis..." I sighed, the weight of history pressing down. "Humans are viewed through a lens of disdain. Our actions against the Omna are no secret."

She frowned deeply, humanity's missteps reflecting in her eyes. "Yes. But you've not partaken in any of those misdeeds."

"Still, it's the legacy of my species," I allowed, and Esme nodded in acknowledgment.

"We all bear the burdens of the past," she conceded. Then, curiously, "But where did you learn of this history?"

"From the books I've read," I disclosed. "I was given a journal that documented what the humans did to the Omna in the underground tunnels of Earth. It was terrible. The journal detailed the human experiments on your kind, the theft of Earth. Enzuk spoke of setting things right. Of seeking retribution against the blight that humans represented."

"Enzuk claimed that humans are what curses the Earth?"

"Repeatedly. He claimed that's why he embarked on his mission – to obliterate that which ruins the Earth. That humans had been judged and that there can be no peace, only death."

Esme examined me thoughtfully. "You're implying that you were part of this judgment?"

"Yes. He often threatened to dispose of me, declaring that our species could never coexist peacefully."

Esme's smile softened. "Did you try to persuade him otherwise?" I nodded.

"I didn't want to die. I believed that if I could show him that war wasn't the only solution, maybe I could end the conflict."

"That was courageous of you, trying to influence him. My son is not accustomed to opposition. But since you're here, you evidently managed to sway him somehow – a commendable feat considering his obstinacy, and I say this as his mother."

"He is indeed stubborn," I smirked. "But I regret failing to prevent the war. While I live, so many perished... my friends…" My thoughts turned to Daren, Mike, and Lieutenant Black. "I don't even know if they survived the night the people of Novis attacked."

Esme placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. "I am sorry. War is born of misunderstandings and greed, a truly terrible ordeal. However, I am relieved that you survived. And it's possible that others of your people survived as well."

"How could they have? The Earth was purged of humans, our underground havens destroyed. No human can survive in space this long without a planet to inhabit."

Esme let out an understanding nod. "Perhaps they found a different planet. There are other worlds besides Earth capable of sustaining human life."

Surprised, I looked at her. "There are?"

She nodded once. "I've heard there are. So it's possible your friends found one. It's conceivable."

Her smile reassured me. I returned the smile. "Thank you for giving me hope."

"There is always hope. And someday, relations between humans and the Omna may change for the better."

As the moon climbed higher into the night, I stood beside Alica, meticulously laying out her silken nightwear, the fabric slipping through my fingers like liquid moonlight.

I drew the brush tenderly through her hair, its strands shimmering in the dim light, cascading down her back in a rippling wave. "Could you... would you braid it for me?" she asked with a softness that belied her usual strength. "At night, alone, it's hard to reach, and the length doesn't help."

With fingers that danced through her locks, I wove her hair into an intricate braid, the silken threads obedient under my touch. As I tied off the end, I couldn't help but admire the artwork that fell against her back.

"There, all done," I murmured, pride warming my words.

Alica turned her gaze to the mirror, her fingers tracing the pattern of the braid with a tender smile. "Thank you," she breathed, her eyes meeting mine in the reflection. "At the day's end, such tasks can feel like mountains."

"It is beautiful – your hair, I mean," I said, my tone infused with genuine admiration, a sentiment far beyond my usual courtesies.

She caught my eye once more, a look of gratitude softening her features before she turned away, donning her cream-colored nightgown, which fell around her like a soft embrace. "Thank you," she echoed, her voice laced with an emotion deeper than the words could convey.

Alica's room wasn't as lavish as Enzuk's, but it still exuded warmth and comfort.

"I enjoyed your company today," Alica murmured as she settled into her bed. "Esme and I rarely find time together, her and Carlisle being away from Novis's center. Thus, Rosalina is my usual shopping companion. She's pleasant, don't get me wrong, yet lacks your cheer." Alica's smile brightened. "Did you have fun too?"

I nodded eagerly. "Absolutely. It's a refreshing change from the drudgery of the labs. The fresh air felt wonderful."

Alica's expression softened with pity. "It's a shame you're cooped up in those labs all day. It hardly seems fair. Though, I've heard Melxa is collaborating with you on some venture. And... Enzuk. Japher keeps details sparse, only mentioning its significance to Enzuk. Care to share?" A hint of mischief played on her lips.

I faltered, caught off guard. "I—I'm not fully briefed on the specifics, truthfully."

"Can you tell anything?" she prodded.

"I believe it pertains to whether my stay on Novis is justified."

She knitted her brows in confusion. "Why would that be questioned? You pose no threat."

"On Earth, I engineered toxins for human protection."

"That's hardly perilous," Alica reassured. "Japher mentioned you were Earth's human scientist. Protecting oneself is instinctive. When I heard who you were, I anticipated meeting someone quite different, yet you're not unlike us. There's no hint of malice in you."

"That's what they're assessing, I think."

She shook her head, disapproving. "So, it's essentially a probation?"

"Maybe," I replied with a noncommittal shrug.

"And Enzuk's involvement?"

"I can't discuss it," I deflected hastily.

"You can't discuss it?"

"I mean, I don't know," I admitted.

Her smile returned, warm and sincere. "Isabella, we may be new acquaintances, but you can trust me. From the banquet, I've been fond of you. And despite the evening's unfortunate end, Enzuk's attention on you was unmistakable. His interest in a human is rare—you're an anomaly. Regardless, I foresee a friendship between us, unique as it may be on Novis. Don't worry, I reject the typical treatment of humans. Japher argues it's the status quo, but let's keep a secret: anytime you wish to escape the labs, I'm here for you."

My heart warmed at her words. "Thank you, Alica," I said.

She smiled at me. "Of course," she said as she settled down in the bed. "Will you be back tomorrow? Japher mentioned you're to keep me company while he's away."

I nodded. "Yes, I'll be back tomorrow. I should head back to Melxa; he's pretty strict about my nightly curfew."

Alica nodded. "I understand. Goodnight."

After bidding Alica goodnight, I headed to Melxa's lab. I had memorized the route from my frequent travels during Enzuk's absence. Melxa insisted on my nightly return to the lab.

After returning to my glass cell, Melxa served dinner and then inquired about my day, as usual.

"How was your day?" Melxa asked, observing me finish my meal of chicken, greens, and boiled potatoes.

"It was good. I never realized Omna weddings were so complex."

Melxa raised an eyebrow. "Are human weddings not complex?" He chuckled.

"Sure, they are. But everything's so different here—the dresses, the jewelry. All of the adornments."

"Ah, speaking of adornments," he leaned forward, eyes narrowing with a hint of mischief, "you didn't think I'd miss the subtle art of you concealing that petite sack, did you?"

I fought to keep my expression neutral, a smile tugging at the corners of my mouth. "I intended to share its contents with you," I said earnestly.

Melxa fixed me with a skeptical look, and I could almost see the disbelief dancing in his eyes. "Were you?" He spoke.

Nodding, I clutched the tiny bag tighter. "I just... didn't want you to confiscate it before I could explain."

Rising, he advanced towards the glass that divided us, his hand passing through as though it were air. "Show me now."

A frown marred my features. I clung to the bag, harboring the delicate flower bud within. "Can't I keep it?"

"Let me see what it is" his voice was gentle yet firm.

Reluctantly, I approached and surrendered the treasure. I watched, holding my breath as he opened the bag and coaxed the petals apart. The tiny creature, Nyra, took flight, doing a graceful dance around his frame before settling on the glass separating us.

I touched my hand to where Nyra was perched.

Melxa's smile was tender as he captured Nyra with deft fingers and studied her. Then, with care, he returned her to her floral sanctuary. "You can keep her," he said, pushing his hand once more through the impenetrable divide, returning the bud to me. "But next time, disclose your finds immediately—no more concealing."

His insistence puzzled me. Why was a simple gift a concern? Sensing my confusion, he explained, "In our culture, Omna don't bestow gifts upon humans lightly. If they do, caution is warranted."

He reached into the bag again, revealing a glass jar of blue salts, his gaze intensifying.

I shook my head, bewildered. "I-I'm not sure what that is. It must've been a mix-up. I went shopping today with Esme, Alicia, and Rosalina. It likely ended up in my bag by mistake."

"Do you know what this is?" He inquired, a hint of amusement in his voice.

"I think they're bath salts or something. They must belong to Esme. Perhaps she didn't realize they were in the bag. I'll make sure they're returned to her."

"They aren't just ordinary bath salts," Melxa explained. "They're special and expensive, often used for courting or as romantic gestures." I nodded.

"There must have been a misunderstanding at the store. We were amidst such items, and she must have inadvertently slipped them into my bag," I stated.

His lips curved into a knowing smile, stirring the air between us. "Or perhaps, she intended them as a gift for you," he suggested, his voice light but edged with sincerity.

"I doubt it. I... well, I don't really have much romance in my life right now."

My thoughts wandered to Enzuk, imagining the joy of his return and greeting him with the salts. But I couldn't claim them; they likely ended up in my bag by Esme's mistake. She intended the salts for her mate, and to take them away from her would be tantamount to theft. Besides, even if I could, how would I make use of them? I certainly didn't have a bathtub large enough for Enzuk's use.

Melxa studied me for a moment, his expression a blend of empathy and hesitation, as if he were holding back what he really wanted to say. Finally, with a soft sigh, he reached through the shimmering barrier of our two worlds, the glass parting like water, and delicately placed the bag of bath salts back into my hands.

When I saw Alica again, I would ask her to return them to Esme.

I set the salts aside and observed Melxa as he tinkered with a peculiar plant adorned with intriguing flowers.

"What is that?" I inquired.

Following my gaze to the plant he was tending, Melxa grinned. "It's a remarkable plant known for its healing properties."

"Healing properties?"

"Yes, age-defying properties, to be precise. After the flowers are plucked, they must be carefully preserved for later use. This plant has only one flower left, and it's not in the best shape."

"What's the name of the plant?"

"We call it Rubix. On our planet, Rubix flowers grow exclusively on the highest mountains, in the coldest air."

The plant, with its striking dark blue and purple petals speckled with crimson dots at their center, was captivating. A frown creased my brow; this was the flower Enzuk had mentioned—the one Japher intended to present to Alica. The very purpose of their mountain quest.

"Enzuk told me about that plant."

"Did he now?" Melxa responded.

"Yes. He mentioned that these blossoms are far from ordinary, famed for their extraordinary longevity and rumored to hold the secret to defying time."

Melxa's smile grew. "He's not wrong."

"And what benefits do the flowers bring to the Omna?"

"They're crafted into medicines, lotions, and even drink flavorings. They restore vigor and heal injuries. For humans, the effects are even stronger. They have the power to stimulate cellular renewal, greatly extending human lifespan—defying aging."

Enzuk had doubted the tales, but Melxa's conviction painted them in a new light. "So, the legends hold truth? It truly can extend human life?"

With a knowing smirk, Melxa nodded. "They do."

"How can you be so sure? Has there been a human trial?"

"I am a scientist, Isabella. My dealings with humans over the years afford me certain... opportunities for experimentation." There was a finality to his words, closing down the discussion.

"Melxa."

He raised an eyebrow but did not meet my gaze, instead focusing intently on submerging the flower in a special liquid.

"May I inquire about Aro?"

At the mention of the Lord, a shadow flickered across Melxa's face, his eyes meeting mine with an intensity that felt like probing steel. "Lord Aro?" I nodded. "You may ask your question, though I make no promises to answer."

Fair enough, I thought. "Why is his kingdom isolated?"

"For privacy," Melxa replied promptly.

"But no one is even permitted to approach it," I countered.

Melxa let out a weary sigh. "Is this stemming from more of your discussions with Enzuk?"

I cleared my throat, uneasy. "No. It's pure curiosity."

"The rule stands firm: no one enters unless summoned by Lord Aro," Melxa clarified.

"Doesn't that seem odd? Anyone ever find it suspect?"

"If they do, they choose silence." Melxa's eyebrow arched. "You would do well to heed that practice."

I offered a small smile. "Why hasn't he chosen a mate?"

Melxa's mouth tilted in a wry, humorless smile. "The romantic dealings of Aro are no concern of mine—nor yours. Whatever his reasons, they are solely his to know. Now. That is enough. No more questions. You need to wash and get some rest. You have another day with Alica tomorrow."

My smile emerged effortlessly. The thought of not having to trudge through tiresome tests in my cell was a relief. Instead, spending time with Alica and delving into the mysteries of Novis was infinitely more appealing.

"By the way," Melxa inquired, "how did the translator work out for you?"

I beamed at him. "It works excellently. It's as if people are speaking directly in my tongue."

Melxa's grin matched my own. "Hmm. And yet, I've actually been conversing in Omna since your return tonight."

Really? The possibility hadn't occurred to me.

"Just curious about your experience," he said with a sly smirk. "It appears my invention isn't too shabby," he added, a touch of pride coloring his words.

I laughed. "It's more than not too shabby; it's extraordinary. We have translators on Earth, but none compare to what you've engineered."

His smile faded to a more serious expression. "I'm pleased it's functional. However impressive it may be, discretion remains paramount. Many among the Omna would disapprove of you possessing such a device. Do not draw attention to it. Understand the spoken words, but refrain from responding unless spoken to directly. Remember, you wield this translator solely to aid Alica, nothing beyond that."

I nodded. "I understand."

The following day unfolded with more of the same wedding preparations. I tried to convince Esme that she had left some salts in my bag, but despite my having forgotten to bring them, she was adamant they weren't hers.

Esme then insisted that I was welcome to keep them after both Alica and Rosalina confirmed that they didn't belong to them.

Alica, Rosalina, and Esme had an important lunch engagement. Although Alica invited me inside, Esme suggested it was in my best interest to remain outside. Esme apologized and explained that it would be better for me. Leading me to the gardens, she assured me that I could enjoy my time there while they were at their appointment.

"We won't be long," Esme said, smiling as she left me alone in the massive gardens.

I took a deep breath, taking in the scent of hundreds of flowers in bloom. This estate was as beautiful as Esme, but loneliness still gnawed at me. I didn't like being left alone on Novis, especially when I didn't have a task.

Wandering the gardens helped lift my melancholy. Neat rows of different types of herbs and vegetables gave way to wilder bushes bursting with roses in shades from pale pink to rich crimson.

A flash of violet caught my eye among the flowers- a butterfly, its wings intricately patterned like pieces of the night sky. I smiled as it reminded me of Nyra, whom I left in my cell. I didn't want to take a chance at losing her.

I approached a structure reminiscent of a labyrinth, peering at it and pondering whether I'd find myself lost upon entering. Enzuk had warned that its plants, sentient in their own way on Novis, could easily disorient visitors.

As I neared the maze, I extended my hand to touch a vine. In response, it coiled around my fingers. I yanked back in an involuntary reflex, dismayed.

"Don't think you can draw me into your maze," I addressed the presumptuous vine.

It recoiled, and the maze's entrance sealed itself, replaced by an impenetrable wall of greenery. I scowled. Did it understand me?

"Will you imprison me if I venture inside?" I asked.

In a seemingly reluctant gesture, the maze reopened, though now it appeared more foreboding, shadow-laden and unwelcoming. I anxiously glanced around me. What were the odds of a safe return? I bit my lip. The entrance widened, enticing me in. "Where do you lead?" I queried the silence. "Will lead me where I want?"

The vines caressed my ankle briefly but without force, a delicate, almost sentient touch. It was surreal, conversing with vegetation that seemed to grasp my words. I looked off into the distance, Aro's Kingdom catching my eye again.

"Can you—can you take me to..." I hesitated, reconsidering the prudence of my request. Then again, I wouldn't stay long. I just wanted to look. "Can you take me to Lord Aro's kingdom?"

As if compelled by my inquiry, the vine around my ankle tightened, urging me forward as the passage narrowed before dilating anew, revealing a yet more sinister and ominous route.

My heart raced with every step- in anticipation of what might lie ahead. A quick visit, I justified, might sate my curiosity without undue consequences.

Never one to stifle my inquisitiveness, I crossed the threshold. The walls converged solidly behind me, plunging me into the labyrinth's murk. I swallowed the unease that surged within me.

"Show me. Please."

Suddenly, ethereal white lights flickered to life along the walls, guiding me down a singular path. With a steadying breath, I trailed the luminous breadcrumbs. Each anticipated dead end unfurled into new passages, the maze continuously morphing around me. And then, as an expanse unveiled itself, I gasped.

Before me lay the grandeur of a kingdom resplendent with fountains, gardens, and luscious foliage.

As I stepped through the newly opened wall, a wave of feelings washed over me. Awe at the splendor before my eyes, trepidation at the possibility of encountering Lord Aro, and gratitude that the maze had safely guided me here. I turned to thank my moss-covered guide but found nothing but more hedge-like walls behind me. It seemed the labyrinth's work was done.

Turning back, I took a cautious step forward. Besides the luxurious fountains, all was quiet - perhaps too quiet for a place so grand. A stone path wound between flower beds and statues, leading towards a looming stone castle. As I followed it, my shoes on the pavement seemed to echo loudly in the stillness.

The castle, seemingly crafted from luminous crystals, boasted numerous chambers. It was perplexing—why would Aro require such vastness if he resided alone?

Elegance reigned supreme with balconies upon balconies draped in pristine white curtains that danced to the whims of the playful wind.

Aro's private realm, with its enchanting gardens and fountains, was striking in its beauty, but also a contrast to his persona. Aro had always struck me as a somber being, someone inclined towards shadows and melancholy.

Yet this place contradicted that image entirely. It radiated warmth and vibrancy, teeming with life—a stark divergence from the gloomy dweller I imagined Aro to be.

Stepping into this domain felt like entering a sanctuary worthy of fairy-tale royalty.

The large double doors stood wide open as if inviting me inside. Everyone believed you shouldn't venture here unless summoned. Perhaps that's why Aro never bothered to close them.

I hesitated, scanning my surroundings. Despite knowing I shouldn't trespass into Aro's domain, it appeared deserted, accompanied only by the tranquil sounds of nature.

Crossing the threshold, I explored the castle's magnificence. It was a labyrinth of grandeur, with several libraries, a music room, an expansive ballroom, a vast dining hall, and numerous sitting rooms, each with a lit fireplace.

But who lights fireplaces in an empty castle?

Numerous private corridors snaked outward, and I discovered indoor garden rooms.

Aro must have had a fondness for gardens.

As if ensnared by an invisible thread, my feet ceased their march at the whisper of a melody—a piano tune. (READERS: Cue "Our Butterfly" by Simon Lowy if you want to join Bella in the moment).

Drawn irresistibly towards the crescendo of notes, I ascended a spiral staircase, emerging onto a vast expanse where the gold-flecked floors dazzled with intricate patterns.

At the edge of the boundless expanse, a young woman sat in solitude, her lengthy chestnut locks flowing like a silken waterfall down her back, gleaming with luster and brushing the floor with their captivating grace.

Dressed in an elegant dark velvet blue gown, her fingers danced gracefully over the piano keys. A gentle breeze from the nearby window, adorned with billowing curtains, played with her hair. Atop her head perched a crown, shimmering in silver and gold, strikingly similar to Aro's.

She also was…human.

My eyes widened in awe of her beauty and grace as she played the lullaby on the piano. A sudden growl snapped my attention to the side.

A large white wolf, previously unseen, laying at her feet, now rose and bared its teeth at me. Her playing ceased as she turned her gaze in my direction. Her skin was a lovely light tan and her eyes, a striking green.

She frowned and tilted her head, sizing me up with her eyes. Panic seizing me, I turned and bolted the way I had come. The growls intensified behind me, and I heard the woman shout, "Nevarth!"

The sound of pounding paws spurred me to run faster.

"Nevarth!" she called again. "Come!"

The paws ceased their pursuit just shy of snapping at my heels. I turned to find the large wolf, eyes narrowed and growling, retracting its claws as it reluctantly turned back to make it's return to the woman.

I wasted no time, dashing through the large doors and down the castle path. I threw myself against the wall of greenery, willing it to part as it had upon my entry. "Please, open. Please." Desperation gripped me.

How would I escape if it remained shut?

My fists pounded against the wall until, mercifully, it gave way. I stumbled through it. "Please take me back to where I was before. Away from here." As the walls closed behind me, I caught a last glimpse of the beautiful woman, now watching me from the top window of the dazzling castle.

My path was once more illuminated by tiny lights embedded in the walls. I hastened my pace and followed them, only to tumble out as the walls parted, spilling me onto the chilly ground of the gardens where my journey had originated.

Gasping for air, I managed to catch my breath with effort. Glancing back, I saw the maze had reverted to its original state, making it appear as though I had never embarked on my adventure.

I rose slowly and dusted off my dress.

I had been spotted. Oh god.

The possibility of her reporting to Aro loomed large in my mind. But who was she? What was her relationship to Aro? She didn't appear to be a servant—after all, she donned a crown.

Why would she wear a crown unless she was royalty?

Yet, she wasn't Omna, and she definitely wasn't elderly.

Confused, I scanned the area for Esme, Alica, or Rosalina. The duration of my absence was unclear; perhaps they had sought me and come up empty-handed. Nearing the house Esme had vanished into, I peeked through the window.

There they were, Esme, Alica, and Rosalina, lounging on opulent sofas, sipping an unknown liquid and sharing laughter with unknown acquaintances.

Esme's gaze suddenly collided with mine. Her smile dwindled as she took in my likely horror-stricken, ashen complexion. Hastily, I masked my alarm with a forced smile. Her smile reemerged and I ambled back towards the gardens, settling onto a bench with a heavy sigh.

At least I hadn't been missed.

Did that woman intend to tell Aro she had seen me? Or would Aro somehow sense an intruder's presence? Was her presence authorized? It seemed plausible that Aro was aware and had permitted her to be there. But for what purpose? How significant was she to him?

Aro has never taken a mate.

No one is allowed in Aro's private realm, except by invitation.

No one had ever seen any human enter or leave his private realm.

Aro's bed is never empty.

The words of others drowned my own thoughts. Could that woman possibly be his mate? But that's impossible—she's human.

Yet, the undeniable evidence flashed before my eyes and now the real challenge was to keep this revelation to myself.

Telling Enzuk was out of the question. His fury for ignoring his commands was a risk I couldn't take. Melxa would surely confine me eternally if he found out. And Alica, Esme, and Rosealina? They wouldn't grasp the gravity of it. Worse, they might betray me for unveiling such a secret.

Holy crap.

Was Aro bound to a human?

I know some of you are shouting: "I knew it!" And some might be like..."What?" Lol. Any ideas on who this woman could be? I bet some of you can guess. :) Stay tune as we head toward the climax. This has been a long journey for Isabella and Enzuk. See you in the next chapter. Thank you for reading and as always, I love to hear from you guys through your comments. Thanks!