“Lock the door.”
“It hurts,” I whimper.
A hand presses to the center of my chest. A warming sensation fills me and it immediately calms my body. I let out a breath as the pain ebbs. My muscles relax and I turn my head, opening my eyes to see Godiva’s swirling gaze focused on me as her lips move rapidly.
“What happened?” Jasmine’s voice rasps.
“There was a change. I don’t know what, I could not see it. I could only sense it. The change, I’m not sure is good. I could sense another in her bloodline had made its way to this world, though I do not know who or where she has landed.”
Wrapping my hand around her wrist, she’s still pressing her palm against the center of my chest. “One of my sisters is here?”
Godiva nods her head, her eyes focused on me and no longer swirling with her magic spells. “I know not where, Your Highness. I cannot sense her whereabouts, only that she has crossed over somewhere in our world.”
I close my eyes in a very slow blink. “What is the change that you sense, is Elias okay?”
She gives me a sad smile. “I do not know. I only know that there is a change.”
“It has to do with him. I’m scared,” I whisper. “This war, it must have to do with the outcome.”
Aleida, who has been quiet, takes a step forward, her gaze flicks to mine and she sternly holds it. “Your King is the strongest warrior in this part of the world. He is the son of a traitor, many people thought that he would be like his father, but he’s already proven that he is not like the man who sired him. He will not leave you, Your Highness. He will always prevail.”
Her words are beautiful, the way she truly believes them is as well. But I know that it is not always the way life works out and the impending doom that I feel, the pain as though something was being ripped from inside of me, it was more intense than when Godiva cast the binding spell.
“Let’s get your hair washed, get you all cleaned up,” Katrina’s shaky voice suggests.
Holding the witches’ gazes, I arch a brow, but they give me nothing. If they sense the same doom that I do, then they are not going to tell me. Slowly, they back away and leave me alone with my girls.
Ellyn forces me to eat and drink while Katrina washes my hair. None of us say anything else the rest of the afternoon. Once I’m bathed, Katrina takes her time to dry and arrange my hair, while Ellyn and Jasmine unpack my trunks in the wardrobe.
Quietly, they leave me alone to wait for my king. With only a robe tied around my body, I walk over to the window and glance down. It’s so much different than Aerilon, but this seems like more of a country home and I find that I like the peace.
There are people bustling around, but they are busy preparing for war, on a normal day, without impending doom and destruction, I think that this would be a nice place to relax and unwind.
Though, I’m wondering if I’ll ever be back. I feel as though something very bad is on the horizon. If Elias is taken from me, if he is ripped from me, I have no doubt that the pain I experienced earlier will not hold a candle to what I will feel.
Closing my eyes, I let out a sigh. Warm hands slide around my waist and I feel lips touch the side of my ear. My entire body relaxes as I melt against the warm body at my back.
“You’re not naked, my queen,” his voice murmurs.
My lips turn up into a small smile as my hands wrap around the tops of his at my waist. “I am beneath the robe. I didn’t know when you would join me,” I admit.
His fingers toy with the sash that is tied around my waist. “I am here now,” he breathes as he unties the sash and opens the robe.
My entire body trembles in anticipation, the pain and fear that I felt only moments ago completely vanishes as my king’s hands come into contact with my naked flesh. His mouth touches the side of my neck, his tongue tastes me and he shifts his hips so that I can feel his hard length against my ass.
“Come to bed, Sybilla. Send me off with a night