Chapter 101 - One of Us
One by one, they welcomed her as they introduced themselves.
But all that wasn't important to Zezi, in fact, she wished they would just tell her what they had planned already so that they can tell her the role to play.
Soon enough, the welcoming was over and a tiny bottle was handed to her.
"Feed it to the King." Laura's words pushed through her teeth.
That was it?
Just for her to feed the content of a tiny bottle to him.
Why hadn't Laura done that a long time ago.
He believed her and saw her as his sister, it would have been easy.
What was this?
"What is this?"
"A slow killing poison." Laura answered, irritated by her questions already but Zezi remained unbothered as usual. Although, from the corner of her eyes, she observed how Lady Delice shifter uncomfortably from one foot to another.
Her heart that was in love with the King must be feeling a little sad.
Understandable.
Zezi rolled the small bottle in-between her fingers.
Poison.
What kind of poison was this? If it could kill the King then it would certainly be able to fatally harm the rest? If only she could find out it's content.
"The King is very cautious about what he takes in." Laura said like she had tried and failed. "It is impossible to mess with his meal."
"Yet, it is needed that he is weak. In order to stop the problem he will become for us once the darkness consumes him totally." Lady Delice added, saying those words like it had been repeated to her over and over again to the point that her mind had been tricked by it.
Memorized.
"To take him out, we need him to be weak." The man with the white beard, behind them said, also sounding like he had provided methods in the past and had failed.
"So there is no possible way for me to do this?" Zezi thought aloud.
"Are you saying you are incapable?" The lady at the back, with the sweeping white hair, finally spoke, her voice quiet and chilling.
Good.
Thank the Moon it didn't take time for her to reveal who she truly was, the guessing game would have been time wasting.
Zezi chuckled. "My capabilities to you, at the moment is very unknown. But yours." She stepped further and the woman rose to her feet.
She was tall.
Very tall.
That didn't faze Zezi one bit.
"I confirmed, from the looks of things, you have tried and failed several times too."
"Don't talk to me like that, you pup!"
At least she acknowledged she was a wolf. Laura would have called her fur creature. Ridiculous, that one.
"I will talk to you anyway I deem it fit. As long as you speak to me like a creature without a brain."
The woman growled.
Woohoo!
This was getting interesting.
Trouble was just always wonderful.
"Commander Riza." Lady Delice came inbetween them.
Sweet Lady Delice, please do not ruin the fun.
"We are together. A fight between us in not what we want. How about we leave it to the King's Mate to figure her role out, while we attend to ours. Remember, she is our ally."
Commander Riza, bared her fangs before returning back to her seat.
"High Priestess, don't you think we should demand a report in a week to know if she will actually be of use to us."
"Demand? Careful careful, Beard Only. Make another mistake and I wouldn't be in a good mood to overlook it."
He hissed in correction, "It's General Basit."
"For the progress of the White Circle, it will be of great help if you discuss your progress with us in a week, King's Mate." Smokey said in a diplomatic voice.
"The King is slowly catching up on us. We don't have much time, Lady Zezi."
"A week it is." She smiled, looking behind her as if to tell the white haired people, 'that is now to communicate.'
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A week.
A week?!
Were they crazy?!
A week time from now would be the night of the the official Mating Ceremony of the Princess and that unnecessary Ball of Sunshine.
A week.
Things would have been easier if the King and her were, at least, friends, but no. Evet since what had happened three nights ago, she hadn't seen him. She had even heard from Gwen that he had left the castle.
His absense having something to do with attacking some suspected traitors den. Zezi's heart had leaped to the sky when she said that but she kept her cool. Gwen had been really worked up about the whole thing, and she verbally declared that she hoped the traitors would get what was coming for them.
Zezi had also used that chance to find out why she was loyal to the King. As it turned out, she had been right. The present King had saved her entire family from his father during the war that ended the Dark Times.
"His mother was the kindest to me before she passed away. My mate owes his life to the King. We all do."
That was the best she was able to get out of her.
Being reminded of the Dark Times left a bitter taste in her mouth, if there was one thing that the Present King did that she appreciated, it was him killing his father.
That vampire was evil in every sense of the word.
Feeling terrible about suspecting her earlier and even planning to get rid of her, Zezi had told Gwen that she could retire early for the day to spend time with her family. The other reason was that Gwen still was hell-bent on feeding her food to get her pregnant. Selling the pregnancy idea to her, as if it wouldn't take her anything to bring a whole being to life. She had even likened it to the easiest thing in the world. Going to the bathroom.
"All you have to do, Milady, is to have a bat in you and pop it out."
Quickly, she had gotten excited at finding out of the child would be more of a vampire, wolf or a complete hybrid, taking from both sides.
She also did not shut up about their little gathering that was supporting her union and the King's.
"We have increased in numbers!" She declared excitedly. "At this rate, we believe you will be marking each other soon. We have picked different dates, and the one who would do it first. I pickkkkk---" she paused, hiding a giggle before she whispered, "It is a secret but I will tell you one of it. I picked you."
After that she bursted into laughter, and Zezi couldn't help but gulp, feeling heat raise up her cheek at the implied meaning of that.
Marking one's mate always came with some level of steaminess, if not blown out sex.
Why would she even think she would initiate that?
Well, that had done it.
"I am freeing you from responsibility for the rest of the day." Zezi had declared, her voice a little breathy. She wasn't even nervous or anything like that.
She didn't actually consider the King as her soul mate, it was all the bond.
The existence of that silly thing was to be blamed.
What Gwen was thinking about wasn't what she had in mind for the King at all.
With how much she couldn't tolerate the King's presence, she found it surprising that Gwen still believed they would work out.
Ridiculous.
If only she knew.
A smirk crossed her lips, remembering the childlike happiness and mischief in Gwen's eyes as she bolted out of the room after that. She wished she would be as happy as that someday, but for a person without future, that was a stupid thing to wish for.
Her legs mindlessly took a turn and she didn't notice how it was getting darker because of the corner she had taken. All that was on her mind was worry about how she would feed the King the content of the bottle.
He wasn't even around for her to observe---
Her thoughts screeched to an halt when she noticed the glittering of something above.
It was a big glass framed painting hung on the wall, and the glittering was that of twinkling stars. There was no moon in the dark sky, below was the sea reflecting that which was above. She could almost hear the gentle crashing of the wave from the painting, as the rain beat down on it. It wasn't easy to see the stars in the sky in reality during a time like this, because they weren't always around when it was raining, but the painting felt so alive that if was easy to get drawn into the magical moment. To be at the sea side, feel the wind kiss her sky and gently blow her hair.
It was magical.
It felt like she was living in the moment.
Her mind felt at peace.
She could even smell the rain as it came down from the sky and hit the sand, the peace and ease it brought with it. Feel it across on her skin as she reached out for the painting.
Ah, by the moon, she could smell the rain.
Wait. She could smell the rain?!
Did that mean the King was--
"Beautiful, isn't it?" With those words, her unasked question was answered.
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