183 - Costly Solutions
“Have you lost your mind?!” Nicholas' angry words clashed against the walls of his office.
“You are speaking to your King!”
Nicholas' stance flattered slightly. “You hurt my patient, Your Majesty. You knew about the critical condition she was in and you upset her. My prescription was for you to give her some ease and not put her in a worse state.” He ended, his hands trembling slightly in the pockets of his scrubs, with anger and fear.
Nicholas had never taken a liking to Zezi, knowing that she had willingly poisoned his best friend and pretended that all was well, using more manipulative methods to get to him.
Even though the poison had been useless, it still angered Nicholas the night he had discovered it and he had advised Valerick to be done with her.
“It is obvious that she will never come to terms with loving you. Even if she ever does, she will always pick her people over you. That is the most dangerous type of mate to ever have. You do not want her as your Queen.” He had advised him, only for a Joining Ceremony to be celebrated between them some days later.
It was obvious that Valerick was bent on them working out and that made Nicholas despise her even more. Maybe because she had the luxury of something that he would never have and yet, she wasn't making the bext use of it. Maybe it was because fate was on their side but wasn't on his.
If only he could be half as lucky as they were, things would be different between him and Irysi.
Maybe that was why he didn't like her.
However, he knew of Valerick's dream of having a family and he knew that he would forever hate himself if he was the one to ruin it.
The King had to get himself together or he would regret his actions when his anger eventually evaporates.
Two stupid fools with Fate on their side!
“Please, be careful next time.” Nicholas’ attention was on the King who was seated at the opposite side of his desk.
Valerick had a frown on his face and his rage was evident, but slowly that anger dissipated. Nicholas couldn't see his eyes though and the emotions he felt were concealed.
“Report.” He demanded.
“The babies are safe, Your Majesty. They are alive.”
“How is she?” His voice sounded broken for just a moment. “How is my mate?”
That told Nicholas all he needed to know and guided him on his next action.
“Stable for now. If you hurt her again, I won't let you see her until she has her babies.”
Valerick scoffed at the challenge and he rose to his feet, his eyes dark with anger. “You cannot stop me from seeing my mate.”
Nicholas stood firm. “I will not let you kill her, Valerick.”
Nicholas stumbled away, leaving Valerick alone in the office. Valerick stepped out after a while and then went to Zezi's ward. The sound of her faint breathing filled his ears, along with that of the slow rhythm of her heartbeat.
She was lying there on the bed, her eyes shut and her skin, pale. The way she had been screaming when she saw the blood drip down her legs played again in his mind. The fear she felt as it consumed their bond still had its lingering effects that he just couldn’t get rid of.
Everything was still there.
Including the sense of deep betrayal.
He was torn.
He went on his knees by her side, threading his fingers through her own.
Her touch felt like home and he missed her so much, his heart ached.
This was his mate.
The mother of his coming bats, his Queen… and he had almost killed her.
What was he thinking?
HOW COULD HE?!
His heart was broken and because of that, he had almost wiped out his family with his rage.
He clenched a fist against his chest and he wept, while the other held her hand as lightly as his pain could allow.
“Why did you do this to me? I love you, I love you so much, Zezi.”
His heart was broken, ripped apart.
If only he felt nothing then he wouldn't hurt her. By feeling no pain from the heartbreak she was putting him through, by feeling nothing, he would be able to help her with his presence, and she would have the babies.
Everybody would be safe if he felt nothing.
“I am sorry. Forgive me for hurting you, for hurting our babies. I’m so sorry, father is sorry.”
If only this feeling could be taken away from him.
He missed her so much it hurt, he loved her so much, the betrayal made it feel like hatred.
Everything hurt!
It felt like a thousand claws were ripping at his chest.
He just wanted it all to go away but it seemed like it never would.
He was scared he would hurt her again. Terrified that this time, he might actually kill her.
He needed this feeling to be gone, and as he listened to the sound of her faint breathing, he realized just what he had to do.
If his heart was frozen, he would feel nothing.
Not this heartache.
Not this betrayal.
Not this hatred that was starting to consume him.
Not this pain he didn't know what to do with.
Not this overwhelming feeling of missing her so much that it hurt to the point that it reminded him of why he distanced himself in the first place, which always led to anger and so much sadness that he couldn't fight.
He was consumed by too much, the best solution would be to feel nothing.
With nothing he would never hurt her.
A frozen heart feels nothing.
That was what he had to do.
He would freeze his heart.
If that was even possible.
He had to find out.
Without wasting time, he sent a message to Lord Rosil, the greatest witch he knew.
It was a summon that she couldn't disobey and by nightfall, the Castle held her presence.
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