Power had the ability to drive a person crazy in needs. Sienna wasn’t completely in fault since she knew that she could have turn a powerful creature like Ayra or Cedric. Unfortunately, she had no options left to do here. Her biological parents were already killed for having witch bloodline. If her matter was disclosed to the kingdom, no doubt she would be following the same fate.

The rest of their dinner were finished in stiff as the members could feel tense atmosphere passing between them. After their stomachs fullfiled with foods, Cedric guided Ayra outside, planning to visit the person that they wanted to visit in the past.

Ayra questioned walking through the corridor midway,

” What punishments they will have for you?”

She spoke in a worried voice. No matter how many times she attempted to erase those thoughts, they kept returning. Perhaps, she felt more attached to him after giving herself entirely to him. Cedric tilted his head aside, amusement flickered through his dark eyes as he watched her worrying for him like a loving wife. His eyes slided down to her red hickeys that he left last night to be seen by others,

” Why? Are you that scared for me?”

Ayra didn’t try to conceal her emotions this time. She sighed looking down at her feet and replied staring up to look deeper into his eyes,

” I don’t want you to get hurt for me.”

His lips pressed into a tight smile. Outstretching his hands slowly, his fingers caressed her plump cheeks as he whispered with a confident chuckle,

” No one is powerful enough to destroy me except you, Princess. If you are so worried for me, I have a better solution for your repayment.”

Ayra frowned upon his words. His fingers crawled downward to caress the red blemish on her skin. His lips streched into a wide smirk, knowing that it was such a good view to show someone.

Ayra meekly questioned back, lost into the puzzlement of his words,

” What is that?”

Cedric chuckled lightly. Curling the corner of his lips into a tight smile, he muttered flashing her a grin,

” Be on top of me tonight.”

Ayra’s face immediately reddened after he spilled words so casually. Her eyes fell back to glare at the man silently. Cedric laughed softly, skipped the important matter since they had something more important to do their way. He clutched her hand sweetly, proceeded to walk through the corridor before notifying her casually,

” I will bring you to somewhere, Princess.”

Ayra blurted, staggering slightly to keep up with his large strides,

” But where?”

Cedric didn’t answer to her questions. Instead, he kept it secret as this castle was never safe for their private talk. Angelica had her attention on them always and it would lead them into troubles if she found out that Ayra had a mysterious mark on her wrist.

***

The weather was lively in Basarisk that night. Creatures lived in Dixon Palace all shared their works enthusiastically since the King and Queen would be staying in land of Balvina for another day. Hence, all the Royal matters fell on Frenchies who barely got free time to move his butt from his office. Lucky, Alexander was still in Dixon and helped him sometimes to look into matters. He was really impressed with his ability to come out with smooth solution always. That’s when, Frenchies realized that the vampire kingdom was raising right heir for their people.

A tiresome exhale passed through his lips as he leant against his armchair. His mind suddenly returned to Siemus whom he didn’t visit in days. He quite missed fighting with her. What a ridiculous habit that he developed in his mind!

Just when he attempted to haul up, a guard made appearance on his doorway, bowing down courteously,

” Master Franchis, we have received a letter from Davina’s Kingdom.”

Frenchis’s expression darkened at the mention of Davina. Receiving a letter from Davina would never bring any good news for them.

On the corridor of Dixon Palace, Elizabeth had just finished instructing few maids who were in charge of making foods for the next day. Jessie was never been a homey girl who would bother to guide the stuffs from castle in absence of Ayra or Isabella. Henceforward, she decided to take part in in order to reduce Ayra’s pressure once she returned to the palace.

Just as she finished with her instructions, she spotted a maid, hurrying on the way where Alexander lived in Dixon Palace. She stopped the maid, asking with a frown as she saw some herbal ointment in her hand,

” Wait.. where are you heading for?”

The maid bowed at their honourable guest with respect. Blinking her eyes few times, she muttered trying to hide her blush since she would be meeting a prince soon,

” Ah.. It’s made for Prince Alexander. He..he got a stab in his feet today. I was going for him.”

Elizabeth’s brows scrunched in worry. She saw him doing well just in this morning but didn’t know what happened after he went outside. Elizabeth asked the maid again who seemed eager to visit Alexander,

” What happened to him?”

The maid elaborated her response shortly,

” He had an injury during the sword practicing from today’s session. That’s why, Master Frenchies asked me to bring this for him inside his room.”

Elizabeth’s heart ached lightly. No matter how much you hate a person, your heart will still care for him even though you two have no chance to be together. Putting the bitterness in her mind, Elizabeth asked streching out her hand on her way,

” Give it to me! I will send it to him. You may go!”

The maid pressed her lips together tightly before taking her leave. Elizabeth took the lantern from her right sided wall and made her way towards Alexander’s room after a hesitating for a while.

Arriving at his doorstep, she knocked at his door lightly although it was opened from the beginning. She could see the lights of lamp passing through the space. His voice barked shocking her,

” I told you already. I don’t want any medicine. Leave!”

Elizabeth drew her brows in confusion and pushed the door open widely to step inside. Alexander whipped his head around in irritation and was surprised to find the person in other end. His eyes slided down to look at the bowl that she was holding thereby.

His lips pursued and suddenly, he groaned in pain, reaching out to rub his left feet,

” Ahh! It’s still so painful.. Bring it here to me, Elizabeth.”