like peanut butter and jelly. Wherever they went, they brought joy and pure happiness through the land. A town or land could be struggling with famine and obtaining fresh water, and a mere night spent with the prince and princess in town would reverse everything and bless them with crops, food, water, and a new chance at life."
He paused as his eyes looked out the window.
"They say their love was approved by the Goddess Gaia herself, which is extremely rare. They were strong, young, and wanted a peaceful union between the dragons and fae."
"Why haven't I heard of this?" I inquired. "I mean, I know I'm still new to this world, but wouldn't Mother or even Castalia inform me of the tale to make it easier to understand that a fae and dragon have ruled before?"
"Well, Castalia probably doesn't know about it, and as for your mother, I guess it's due to the reality that it doesn't have a happy ending."
I frowned as he returned his gaze to me.
"The lands we're going to is their resting places, or at least, the symbol of their love and deaths. They were supposed to marry upon that very land, with the intention of building their kingdom and raising a family. However, the day of their unity, a dark being plagued the land with flames that wouldn't extinguish until life had been gotten rid of in the land."
"There's such abilities?"
Omarion slowly nodded. "Your family has that ability," he revealed. "Particularly, your father's side."
"You're not trying to say the person who ruined their unity could be Wilfried, are you?"
"I've heard many rumors about him, but I didn't once realize he was a twin. Now that I know, it makes sense why many say what they whisper in the quiet depths of the night, for it's true. Wilfried was always someone who sought power, and when he 'married' your mother, people automatically assumed it was for power. None of us knew that Wyatt existed, but it was clear that Wilfried had rooted hate for the idea of two supernatural races coming together. It's obvious now that he probably had a malicious plan awaiting for the fae kingdoms, and was going to use your mother as bait. First he plagued Constantine's life with captivity for a crime he didn't commit on his own accord, and then he orchestrated yours and Castalia's deaths as children."
"He thought getting rid of you three would be the perfect way to destroy your mother, or at least make her cynical enough to ignite a war."
"Mother," I whispered in awe. "She knew, didn't she?"
"When you're in a position of authority long enough, you can see through anyone's intentions, whether they're human, supernatural, or your fake husband," Omarion voiced. "The fae kingdoms are far more complicated than one realizes. There are four directional planes for a reason. Their supernatural essence relies on balance. Without the north kingdom, there is no south kingdom. Without the east, there is no west. Without direction, there's nothing but chaos, so if your mother fell into Wilfried's plot of dismay, the other kingdoms would have fallen eventually. Your family's kingdom is one of the strongest in the fae lands. That and Dominick's."
The mention of Dominick made me stiffen a little, and Omarion purposely lifted my chin up when I tried to look away to hide my emotions.
"Remain positive, my queen," he encouraged and laid his lips lightly on mine. The brief touch of his affection was calming in comparison to our heated kisses, holding a level a fragility to it that forced the two of us to kiss nice and slow.
The emotional reassurance was needed for the next task at hand, and I was mentally preparing myself for what was to come.
The trees in this part were getting thicker, and the road was beginning to narrow while the cement surface shifted to rough soil.
"This is as far as I can go."
The driver came to a stop, and Omarion gave him a nod before he let go of me to retrieve some money from his wallet. It didn't look like normal money. Three bills had a golden foil appearance, almost like a chocolate wrapper with symbols I couldn't recognize.
"Thank you, Your Majesty," the man praised as he lowered his head in command. "May the Universe continue to protect you and your love while you find the answers you seek in these parts."
"Thank you," Omarion replied. "If we need anything, we'll send Marigold to contact you."
"Yes," the man replied.
He gave me