blessed by the magic of fae that courses through my body and the blood of a royal heir. You can't sit upon this throne!"
"Sit upon a throne like that? You don't realize how little your worth is, now do you?" He grinned while clouds began to crowd the sky, blocking the rays of the remaining glimpse of sunlight. "There's no throne big enough to handle my strength, but no way will I allow such amateurs to claim any throne that attempts to unite the fae and dragons!"
He clapped his hands together, and I flinched as my eyes grew wider at the horrendous sight - bolts of red abruptly striking the woman who screamed in aguish.
The man had no choice but to turn around. His cry echoed around us before a sword was plunged into his back. The outcry from his throat was cut off and replaced with gurgling as blood began to pool from his mouth. He lowered his head to see the culprit of his approaching end.
"You, that woman, and the abomination in her stomach will never bring peace to these lands. Now, die peacefully, just like this waste of space."
Wilfried pulled the sword out and turned right around as the man fell to his knees and began to vomit out blood. Wilfried began to laugh as he took the first steps to run away, but his grunt of agony reached our ears and I turned my head to the culprit of the three large marks that were now upon Wilfried's flesh.
The woman's flesh was burned from head to toe as she bled profusely from multiple areas. The crown that previously sat upon her head was on the floor before her, and one of her hands was over her stomach. The other hand was outstretched, her talons of turquoise and orange glowing brightly as if possessed by magic.
She opened one eye that still seemed to function, and I felt goosebumps go through me as my body stiffened at the scene.
"How...dare...you?" She struggled to speak, and I couldn't fight my own tears at seeing her crippled state. “My child. My husband. My lands... My...happiness. How dare you...steal it from me?"
The boiling anger that rose to my chest made it difficult for me to remain still as I trembled with fury at the sight. The agony in her words, the sight of the pain that consumed her, and the mere thought of her losing the child within her womb, enraged me.
Wilfried hissed in fury as he turned around and looked down to the floor that was tainted by his blood.
"Tsk. I guess I have no choice but to finish you off," Wilfried declared.
The man cursed and dragged himself to the throne until his arms wrapped around his love as if he could protect her.
"You'll never be king," the woman whispered as she hugged her husband tightly while her glaring eyes were on Wilfried.
"I'm already king," Wilfried countered and laughed. "You dead royals can't do a thing."
"With the dragon blood that spills upon this very land, the blood of my fae husband, and the mixed blood of my hybrid unborn child, I curse you, Wilfried. You will never claim a throne of your own. You will always fight for a chair that will never give you the refuge of rest. With no throne to uphold, a woman will never remain by your side, nor will you bear the joy of holding your own child." Her words carried weight as magic seemed to hover in the air.
"This land may have lost its heir and creators, but may the soul of my child return to these lands. May she carry the wisdom of her father, while harboring the strength of my dragon blood. She will return not as a supernatural but will run through the bloodline of your family. The blood of your own that lays upon our lands will seal my declaration in brittle stone."
Wilfried didn't look the least bit afraid as he began to laugh harder.
"You believe that dead child in your womb will return within MY family bloodline? My powerful line of superior royals and dragons and won't be a supernatural? Did my strike of lighting destroy your senses? Or is it all the hopes and dreams that waste of a man has drilled into your dumb brain that has left you in this pitiful state of confusion?"
"My child will return as someone you'll least expect, and I swear to protect them...no matter what land my soul returns to."
Wilfried shook his