Chapter 170 - Back Here Again, Argh!
They would be back to being enemies in the morning.
That was what Valerick and Zezi had agreed upon but up till this moment, they shared the same bed.
They avoided anything that would lead to them having that conversation like a plague, and pretended that all was well between them.
If they pretended well enough, maybe they would be the happy mates they were trying to be. The King and Queen of Lavida with a flawless union.
If they just kept cuddling and kissing like this, maybe everything would be alright with the world... their world.
But the illusion they had created for themselves could only last so long.
There had been an almost quiet knock on the door and Valerick had to answer it. He came back in after a while and went straight to his laptop. He flipped it open and typed in some things, a deep frown etched into his face. He mumbled some words to himself, then looked up from the laptop, his face meeting hers and his frown dissolving into a smile.
He wanted to say something but he thought better against it. Zezi didn't ask him any questions either.
Didn't ask him about who was at the door, nor about what was so important that he had to leave her in bed to attend to.
Because she knew what it was.
They both knew that it was another brewing storm coming their way.
So, they kept quiet about it, protecting their little bubble of happiness for just a little longer.
How long would this delay last?
He drew closer to the bed, and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "I will be back."
His morning voice sent tingles beneath her skin and she smiled, giving him a nod.
The moment he stepped out though, she sprung out of bed and went straight to his laptop.
She had never been able to figure out the password, she often forgot that he even had one. It was still open, thank the Moon, she didn't need the password then.
She had only spent about five minutes on the laptop when Valerick had stepped back in. She didn't try to hide that she had been messing with it. What she had seen had completely stolen her strength away.
"What are you doing?"
"You stepped out and I tried to search about the Capital, just see how my home is." The words slipped past her heavy lips. "The images that I see are more than I bargained for." She had not been able to search for anything, instead, the minute she clicked on the sensor, images of the Process's result had flooded the screen. It was ghastly. "My Alpha is dead---"
"Your Alpha? The only one you have above you is me, and you know you can be on top if you want." He meant every word with warranted seriousness.
Wrong time.
"How much longer do I have to scream that you are killing my people before you listen to me?" She stood up straight, turning her back to the laptop and her attention totally on him.
"Are we back to being enemies already?"
She scoffed, her heart filled with bitterness, as she folded her hands across her, already regretting the decision she had taken last night to sleep in his shirt. "You did say we could go back to being enemies in the morning. It's been more than a day since then, so maybe we are."
"Do not do this."
"How can I not, you force my hand, Valerick. Every time."
"I do what I do for my people."
"It is good that we both have our priorities straight." She looked back at the pictures on the laptop again. "Did you do this to George too?"
He sighed then shrugged. "He is strong, I want a strong army."
"I am strong too. Put me under the Process and make me part of your army."
He didn't dignify that with a response. Instead, he covered the distance between them and closed the laptop.
"Expected," she rolled her eyes.
By the Moon, she hated this shirt.
Hated how useless she was. A whole Queen and she couldn't even do anything to help her people.
So fucking useless!
Angry and frustrated, she took off the shirt, grabbing the night robe and had wanted to wear last night. Then she grabbed some things and headed to the door.
"Where are you going?"
"Back to my room!" Her lower lip trembled, as she bit back her tears.
"It is absolutely foolish to think I will ever let you go but do try to entertain yourself."
"Ahhhh! What am I supposed to do then?!" She tossed the things she had with her on the floor, going straight to her and hitting her hands against his chest. He let her."Tell me, what?! Am I supposed to just let you keep fucking me while my people die at your hands every day?! Is that what you want from me?!"
He stepped back, going to the mess she had made and fixing it.
"Forget that and answer me."
But that was what he was scared of.
What could he possibly say to fix everything?
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