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Liam stirred awake to see Emma still unconscious in the hospital bed. There were two make-shift cribs for the children as they, too, slept quietly. Good. The last thing he needed was for a tearful goodbye. Liam knew he had to rebuild is pack on his own. Emma would be heartbroken, but he hoped she would understand why he had to do this without her. His pack was his life, something he had grown up knowing he had to do alone. Any good Alpha would know that he had to build his own pack, not the other way around. Liam took a sheet of notebook paper and began writing how he would return the day his pack was back at it's former glory. Until then, he asked that she would wait for him and stay at Conrad's for safety until he came back.
He kissed Emma's forehead, looked at his children one last time, before leaving the hospital room and into the night.
Anya woke before Conrad. She was still disturbed at his comment during the daylight hours about a family between them. Then again, they could discuss it later. The lovely part of being a vampire was eternal life. It wasn't as if they would die tomorrow. Anya bathed before pulling on another one of her black dresses and fixing her hair for the night. She left Conrad's room quietly before descending down the stairs to see the court alive with courtiers and ladies.
They fell silent as Anya walked down the steps and into the midst. She was used to their watchful gaze, but they knew. They knew she where the enemy was. Anya did not bow her gaze until she felt someone approaching her from behind. Troy bowed slightly before saying, "M'lady Anya, you are to follow me."
"For what?" Anya stated as she narrowed her gaze, was this a trap?
She followed Troy silently as he did not answer her. They walked down to the dungeons and even further down. This was a part of the castle she hadn't expected to exist. There were tunnels that went far underground until they reached a large metal door. Troy opened the door to reveal an even bigger cavern that was lighted by many torches and a roaring firepit. Anya followed the path as Troy followed her to where a small group of women and men watched Anya approach them, "Lady Anya, we're glad you can make it."
A middle-aged woman stood in front of Anya, "I am Theresa, leader of this rogue group and mostly an ambassador for our King Oscar."
Anya stiffened at the name. She didn't want to be framed or for nameless people to be hurt. Theresa continued, "I came to warn you that more blood has been shed on both parts. King Oscar wishes you safety and his apologies. He knows the burden you carry is not easy."
"Is he safe?" Anya asked quietly.
Theresa's crimson gaze softened as she nodded, "Aye, King Oscar is well. Lady Anya, if I may speak openly..."
Anya nodded as Theresa continued, "You may be Queen by marriage to Conrad, but you have a growing number of supporters who will accept you as Queen...even if you weren't married."
"Please, do not say that. It is treason to think or saying like that," Anya stated firmly, but she was interested to hear more, "I have supporters?"
"My apologies," Theresa curtsied low, then looked up at Anya, "In this court and in King Oscar's. Please remember that you are loved by your people and wherever you go, you shall always be Queen of the Night."
Anya watched as the rogue group disappeared deeper into the cavern before she turned and returned to the lively court with Troy. She took him aside to discuss further what had just happened.
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Posted: Mon Apr 22, 2013 12:16 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 22, 2013 11:29 am
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Anya did not go with Conrad. Whatever was wrong would have to be dealt with by Conrad. She remained in the frenzied court. The court was used to Conrad leaving and returning in such an abrupt manner, but everyone figured it had to have been Emma. Anya remained where she stood before turning back to Troy, "I wonder if Emma is ok..."
"You don't smell it?" Troy cocked a brow in confusion.
"Smell what?" Anya narrowed her gaze.
"The lack of stench of a dog," Troy stated bluntly, "Liam has left."
Anya remained silent as she glanced around. She had sworn to Liam that if he had left again, she would kill him. It seemed he doubted her. With a sigh, Anya loosely crossed her arms, "Then if he returns, I'll go further than just attacking him."
"Do as you like, just leave me out of it this time," Troy walked away from Anya.
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Posted: Mon Apr 22, 2013 3:26 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 22, 2013 5:13 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 22, 2013 10:42 pm
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Emma sighed. "You say these things as if I should know them. Who are you?" She barked at Troy. "What, on this earth is going on?!"
Conrad rubbed his temples. "I told you she doesn't remember anything." Conrad grumbled.
"I don't no but some part of me knew Oscar was a bit. . . unstable. Dear god what is this pain in my throat?!" Emma growled. Simon moved to her with a water bottle full of blood. "I know it doesn't look yummy but just bear with it." He pleaded. Emma nodded and downed the drink without stopping for breath. "Thank you Simon." Emma smiled kindly to him. He smiled back and returned to the group. Emma turned her gaze to the six members of the council. "What happens if Oscar breaks the laws?" She asked them.
"He already has." One of the women replied. "He broke several just by creating his shadow court. He either comes to us willingly, or. . . Or we send out the Novra." Emma took a step back. The Novra were like the vampire secret assassins. The ones the court sent out to send swift unyielding justice. Stephanie Meyer had called them the Volturi, Hollywood, The Death Dealers. Even Oscar should've known this would happen. Emma turned to Anya. Three people would know where he was, his sire-sister, and his elder vampires, Isaac, Isaac's sire and so on. But only the latter two could summon. "Have you explored summoning?" Emma asked the Court but still kept her gaze on Anya.
"We have. However, Haley is loyal only to Conrad. She will not summon him unless it's Conrad's direct order. But for some reason he is holding back." The same woman said with a frown.
"I am giving him a month to return to us willingly. Then I'll order Haley to summon him. If that doesn't work I'll order the Novra on him. Freya!" He turned to a tall solid built woman with golden blonde hair.
"Yes my king?" She asked in a monotonous voice.
"Go find Liam. Tell him of what has happened to his mate. Tell him we will assist in whatever he needs. But ask if he can, to return to us. He needs to learn to put his female and children first. He is nothing without them." Freya nodded and suddenly she was gone. "Now my love." He turned his attention to Anya. "Time to plan your-"
"She will be crowned queen when she produces an heir!" The court hissed together. "No earlier!" Conrad sighed and rubbed his temples.
"Thank you. Your wisdom is unparalleled." He growled with sarcasm.
"Any attempt to circumvent our will, shall result in true and final death. Publicly." The same woman added.
"Yes, yes, go get laid you obviously need it." Conrad snapped in reply.
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Posted: Sat Apr 27, 2013 5:41 am
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Posted: Sat Apr 27, 2013 6:53 am
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Posted: Sat Apr 27, 2013 7:50 pm
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"Am I not allowed a say to my body?" Anya glared angrily, her voice rising above the voices of the crowd as drew away from Conrad's grasp, "Am I not above that of a breeding dog? Am I not creature of this night that you are? If you may have forgotten, I may have been a child of nothing, born of dirt and sweat soaked shirts, but I am married to my love, King Conrad, and by right of marriage gives me the right of Queen. It is with the love that I share with Conrad that I will, one day, give this court a child, but it will not be tomorrow, or next week."
Anya turned to Conrad, kissing him gently before whispering, "I shall see you later, my love."
Her crimson gaze turned to her ladies, she walked to them and had them rise back on their feet before walking out of the room with her chin high. She felt proud that she finely spoke for herself as her ladies giggled in delight.
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 9:50 am
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 6:06 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 9:29 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 29, 2013 9:03 pm
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"You want to threaten me?" Anya glowered as her eyes glowered, shoving Conrad off of her, "I know you're listening, but your people are not!"
A dark aura surrounded her as well as her fangs grew, "You are king of these people, and you will tell them that your wife will decide for her own fate."
Anya returned back to normal as she turned away from Conrad. She didn't want to argue with him. Anya went towards the window as she held her arms as the crescent moon shown high in the night sky. She missed Oscar. She missed his omniscience presence he brought. It gave her some comfort knowing he was alive out there. At least in that sense she wasn't so alone....
"I cannot offer you safety here any longer," Isaac gulped down a gin and tonic as Oscar stood in front of him, "Your an exile in Conrad's court and a runaway king in your own. What do you expect?"
Oscar cleared his throat, "You belong to neither court, for which i'm surprised. You are my sire, are you not? I expect you to be loyal to me."
"I would be, but look at your sire sister. She is married and loyal to Conrad," Isaac stated uneasily as he stood in his place.
"Married yes, but not loyal. If I ask her to jump, she will jump for only me," Oscar stated as he held his cigarette, "Anya will one day revolt against Conrad, it's only a matter of time."
"Well... If that's the case then, i'll have my coven form to your will," Isaac grumbled as he sat in his seat, "Is that what you desire?"
"I desire that, and also the underground tunnels," Oscar stated.
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Posted: Mon Apr 29, 2013 9:26 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 29, 2013 9:32 pm
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