his queen’s face. “I will not have you acting foolishly. If you
make love to her, what we have worked for all this time would have
been for nothing. Do you understand?”
“I understand, my queen. I only wish you
would let me touch her,” he said with a frown. “I’m not like a
normal man. I could control my urge to go any further…”
“No. You don’t know how powerful she is
during the phase of her late teens. If evil consumes her before the
Black Moon, everything we’ve been working for will disappear. Do
you want good to reign? Well, don’t touch her. If good or neutral
power touches her, it doesn’t matter in the slightest. She is good.
How many times have we gone through this? You know how I hate
repeating myself. It gives me such a headache.”
He watched Luella roll her eyes, which were
dark like her mother’s. She was a raven-haired beauty like her
mother, but there wasn’t an ounce of pity in her heart. Thomas
recalled a time when the mother had driven off a family of elves
when she had the option to kill them. Luella slaughtered the entire
family merely days after she killed her mother.
“I’m sorry, my queen, for causing you to
have such a headache.”
“If only my mother’s spirit hadn’t drifted
away when I murdered her…” she said with a sigh. “Well, anyway, I
didn’t reveal myself to hear about your desire for that girl. I
came to warn you. I have sources who say that there is a form of
good coming to Peniolea. Be on the lookout, and, for all things
evil, fight your desires for that girl. If you don’t, I may have to
do something… that I don’t want to do.”
Thomas crossed one arm across his chest to
the opposite shoulder and bowed his head. It was a modification of
the bow of her mother’s, except hers crossed on the other side.
When her image disappeared from the ball, he snapped his fingers
and the curtains drew aside to reveal the world on both sides of
him. He glanced at the large dark canopy bed ahead of him, forced
the image of Reverie from his mind, and then walked towards the set
of windows to his left.
As he looked down towards the town, he
imagined that everyone there knew who he was. They would all attack
the castle with torches and pitchforks, and then slay him without
as much as a thought. It was a way to remind him of what Luella
could take away, should she decide to reveal who he was. He was
demon on his father’s side and human on his mother’s, such was why
he could go from being one or another easily. Luella had the power,
though, to forever make him a demon. He didn’t want that. He wanted
to fit in, to find someone who loved him, to have a child or two of
his own. There were no beautiful women who were part demon such as
he was, but there were plenty mortal women who were.
Thomas heard movement behind him and turned
to see one of the servants standing with her hand on one of the
doorknobs. He smiled and raised his head, wanting her to go on with
what she was going to say.
“My lord, there’s been a disruption at the
marketplace,” she said quietly. He knew that, if he didn’t have
excellent hearing, he would be unable to hear her. All the servants
were quiet and afraid of him, which was as they should be.
“What sort of disruption? Is it something
out of the ordinary? You know I don’t handle petty disruptions,” he
said with a frown.
Instead of waiting for her reply, he looked
towards the town again. If the commotion had been unordinary, he
would have sensed something. He hadn’t. Or was his judgment clouded
by his adoration for Reverie? He couldn’t recall a time when he
didn’t love her. When she’d been put under his supervision, he’d
found her smile charming, her laugh enjoyable, and her body
tempting. He still found them the same, even though he wished he’d
known her when she was a lover of learning. She was nothing but an
empty shell now.
Suddenly, he realized who always
make love to her, what we have worked for all this time would have
been for nothing. Do you understand?”
“I understand, my queen. I only wish you
would let me touch her,” he said with a frown. “I’m not like a
normal man. I could control my urge to go any further…”
“No. You don’t know how powerful she is
during the phase of her late teens. If evil consumes her before the
Black Moon, everything we’ve been working for will disappear. Do
you want good to reign? Well, don’t touch her. If good or neutral
power touches her, it doesn’t matter in the slightest. She is good.
How many times have we gone through this? You know how I hate
repeating myself. It gives me such a headache.”
He watched Luella roll her eyes, which were
dark like her mother’s. She was a raven-haired beauty like her
mother, but there wasn’t an ounce of pity in her heart. Thomas
recalled a time when the mother had driven off a family of elves
when she had the option to kill them. Luella slaughtered the entire
family merely days after she killed her mother.
“I’m sorry, my queen, for causing you to
have such a headache.”
“If only my mother’s spirit hadn’t drifted
away when I murdered her…” she said with a sigh. “Well, anyway, I
didn’t reveal myself to hear about your desire for that girl. I
came to warn you. I have sources who say that there is a form of
good coming to Peniolea. Be on the lookout, and, for all things
evil, fight your desires for that girl. If you don’t, I may have to
do something… that I don’t want to do.”
Thomas crossed one arm across his chest to
the opposite shoulder and bowed his head. It was a modification of
the bow of her mother’s, except hers crossed on the other side.
When her image disappeared from the ball, he snapped his fingers
and the curtains drew aside to reveal the world on both sides of
him. He glanced at the large dark canopy bed ahead of him, forced
the image of Reverie from his mind, and then walked towards the set
of windows to his left.
As he looked down towards the town, he
imagined that everyone there knew who he was. They would all attack
the castle with torches and pitchforks, and then slay him without
as much as a thought. It was a way to remind him of what Luella
could take away, should she decide to reveal who he was. He was
demon on his father’s side and human on his mother’s, such was why
he could go from being one or another easily. Luella had the power,
though, to forever make him a demon. He didn’t want that. He wanted
to fit in, to find someone who loved him, to have a child or two of
his own. There were no beautiful women who were part demon such as
he was, but there were plenty mortal women who were.
Thomas heard movement behind him and turned
to see one of the servants standing with her hand on one of the
doorknobs. He smiled and raised his head, wanting her to go on with
what she was going to say.
“My lord, there’s been a disruption at the
marketplace,” she said quietly. He knew that, if he didn’t have
excellent hearing, he would be unable to hear her. All the servants
were quiet and afraid of him, which was as they should be.
“What sort of disruption? Is it something
out of the ordinary? You know I don’t handle petty disruptions,” he
said with a frown.
Instead of waiting for her reply, he looked
towards the town again. If the commotion had been unordinary, he
would have sensed something. He hadn’t. Or was his judgment clouded
by his adoration for Reverie? He couldn’t recall a time when he
didn’t love her. When she’d been put under his supervision, he’d
found her smile charming, her laugh enjoyable, and her body
tempting. He still found them the same, even though he wished he’d
known her when she was a lover of learning. She was nothing but an
empty shell now.
Suddenly, he realized who always
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