Trald went and stood a few feet away from Alyssa. He was so overwhelmed that he willed himself to stay cautious of his behavior. He studied her features carefully, and then in a low emotional voice, he said, “I can’t believe that Alan’s daughter was in front of me all the time and I didn’t recognize. I thought I would never see this baby.” He stretched his palm towards her and caressed her cheek with affection. His Adam’s apple bobbed as suppressed the onslaught of memories about Alan.
Tova and Alyssa were totally shocked at Trald’s disposition. They were expecting a full show down instead… he melted.
Mizette was appalled and she gave him a hard stare.
Magda… was shocked beyond comprehension.
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Alyssa was shocked to hear her mother’s revelation. A few weeks back she was running for her life. Did her mother know about it? Magda continued, “When I returned to Yezia, I enquired about you but no one knew where you were. Why did you leave Alyssa? What forced you to leave the kingdom?” She asked her. “In fact when I came, the first thing I did was to call the council meeting. Raz and Izhal were there. I had already come to know about Raz’s intentions and that’s why I called the council meeting.” “Magda,” Trald called her as he leaned forward with a frown on his face and resting his arms over his thighs. “This certificate annuls your marriage with Raz.” A slow smile crept up on her lips. “No, it doesn’t, because he married me after Alan was killed.” She took a deep breath. “This certificate o
Trald narrowed his eyes. “Alyssa, be careful of what you speak,” he warned her. Alyssa pursed her lips. “I am sorry,” she replied and lowered her head. She felt stupid to have interfered like that. “If Borgan called her, why didn’t she inform you that she was leaving? I can’t believe that she would go without telling you or mother anything,” Tova asked. “Even if she was spying, how does it matter now?” Magda said. “You all have to think of how to prevent the attack!” She turned to look at Trald and said, “Have you stationed your men already?” Trald nodded. “I have, but there are at least five chieftains with Borgan. It is going to be one hell of a battle!” He stopped eating, losing his appetite suddenly. The seed of the fact that Melanie was s
Seeing the unusual quietness that surrounded the castle, Borgan raised his hand up to signal his hands to stop. Izhal and Auria descended and came to a stop near him. “Why is it so quiet?” Borgan wondered. It was eerily silent. “It is just as usual,” said Izhal. “They aren’t expecting the attack, hence I think they all are going on with their daily humdrum of life.” “That’s right!” said Auria impatiently. “Why are we standing? Let’s attack!” “To think that a Lykae Chieftain like Trald doesn’t know that we are attacking, unsettles me,” Borgan said with a doubt creeping in his mind. “You are overthinking!” Auria fumed. “Let’s just attack and get over with it.” Saying that Auria dashed forward on her broom. White lights crackled in her hands and she flung a thick
Alyssa fluttered open her eyes to find that it was dark on the outside. For how long was she unconscious? The hearth in the corner of a small room was the only source of warmth and light. Slowly, she turned her head and found old Coira, her childhood nanny, sitting on a chair next to her bed, her head bent forward in sleep. A look of surprise crossed her face. How did Coira find her? She tried to get up, and as soon as she did that, Coira woke up. “Don’t move!” Coira chided.
Two months later. It was just another day and Alyssa was preparing a potion for a customer who had paid in advance. Smell of various herbs that hung with a clip on a line near the window along with dried bat wings wafted through the shop. Her apron was stained green and red. She turned to pick another herb from a bottle on the right shelf, pushed a strand of hair behind her
Alyssa had bound the healer’s hands and feet. The unconscious man was naked when she had pulled him out of the water. She had found his breeches and made him wear it, wincing every second as her blood heated by his nakedness. Right now he was thrown across the saddle, his foot and hand tied beneath the belly of the horse to secure him from falling.She was racing her horse through the forest in order to reach her makeshift log cabin. It was the wee hours of the morning. The first rays of sun weren’t out. She was sure that the men in his camp must have been still sleeping. And her cabin was pretty far. It would take her an hour to reach. “Ugh!” she hated the fact that her witchery rarely ever worked. She would have created a portal otherwise.As the horse raced, she looked at the healer’s assistant who was hauled across the horse. A very fine man. She envied him. She would have been
As soon as she reached there, her maid, Coira, and Benny helped her to get him in the house. Coira was all wide eyed at the Lykae. “He is a pleasure to look at, Alyssa!” she said. “Ye should seduce him to marry ya lass! He will start earnin’ good once his training with Tova is over.” Coira was swooning over him already, the lines on her face easing out.The old woman was a human and loved Alyssa ever since the witch queen had given her to be her nursemaid. The queen had handed little Alyssa to Coira when she was barely a week old. “Look at how handsome he is. I am sure he must be pretty well-hung!” Coira winked and Alyssa became scarlet red.“Coira!” She scowled at her nanny. “Ye know why he is ‘ere! So let’s just stay focused. Help me tie him!”
“How do you expect our tiny Alyssa to fight against a hulk like you?” said Benny, which added to his jealousy. He would rip his right hand first.He grated, “Why have you kidnapped me?” He took a step closer. Her smell was intoxicating. His mind immediately wandered to the wild white flowers that splashed in the valley, which surrounded his establishment. His gaze traveled to her lips and sent his mind to the gutters. He imagined that wrapped around—Alyssa took a step back and Benny took a step closer to her grabbing the spear tightly.It was so easy for Tova to pluck this girl from here and carry her all the way to Renada and have her for himself. At this point of time, he was driven by a mad yearning to hold her, feel her, and smell her and simply bury himself in he