Chapter Three-Hundred-and-Thirty-One
3rd Person POV
“I banish you from Mount Shasta!” she screamed and everything became still.
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“My Queen? Are you alright?” Euphrates woke up to see Aurora sitting by her bedside. She did not remember making it to her bed last night. Frankly, after she had banished Caephas' brother, she remembered nothing.
“You passed out outside,” remarked Aurora, seeing that Euphrates' brows were matted in confusion.
Queen Euphrates said nothing. She recalled her memories from yesterday. She had called out Aurora in the fire but it made no sense. None of it did.
She stared into Aurora's eyes and it frustrated her that she could not reach into her soul. Aurora was the only Fae she could not read and it irked her. For a brief second, she had the urge to completely crush Aurora.
“I'm alright,” Euphrates said, she was feeling a little dizzy and Aurora was starting to get really concerned.
“Lord Caephas came to see you?” quipped Aurora.
“He's here?” Euphrates sat up at once, forgetting all about her headache. She still wanted to marry the Lord of the Sky, it would be the realisation of her dreams.
Queen Euphrates allowed Aurora to lead her to Lord Caephas who had been waiting for her for sometime. But his angry expression turned Euphrates' mood sour. He had not come here to accept her marriage proposal, that much was clear.
“How may I help you, Lord Caephas?”
“My letters? Did they ever make it to Queen Irvette? If you weren't going to send them…” but something happened to Euphrates right there. Her eyes darkened and narrowed in on the Lord of the Sky.
“I'm not your messenger, damn it! If you want to send letters to your girlfriend, deliver them your damn self!” she screamed at him.
Lord Caephas was surprised. The coy Queen Euphrates was gone.
“Queen Euphrates, I did not mean to…”
“You are banished from Mount Shasta. I never want to see you here again,” she said and stomped out of the room in a rage.
“What the fuck are you staring at, bitch?” cursed Queen Euphrates at Aurora who had a look of shock on her face.
No Fae Queen had ever banished the Lord of the Sky. Even though they had been banished from the sky, the sky was where their power source was. What Queen Euphrates had just done would have devastating consequences on the entirety of the Fae kind.
Euphrates knew this too. She regretted her fit of anger but it was too late. She could not turn her back now on her words. She made her way to her private study to think but as fate would have it, she had an unexpected visitor, it was Lord Caephas's twin.
“Go away!” she said. He had been the genesis of her confusion and she wanted him to leave her alone.
“In what world would the Faes survive without the goodwill of the Lord of the Skies?” quipped Caephas' twin, smiling mischievously.
“I need you to leave me alone,” said Euphrates, her headache was back.
“Except for a world where I am the Lord of the Sky and you were my bride,” he had ignored Euphrates' words and had continued talking.
Euphrates stopped trying to get rid of Caephas' twin. At this point, she was desperate for a plan to ensure the Faes were never disconnected from their source.
“It seems like you're ready to listen, huh?”
“Just get on with it.”
“I will seize my brother's throne in the sky and make you my Queen.”
“I am not interested in your offer,” she replied.
She remembered George from her nightmares saying something along those lines to her. In her nightmares, George had failed woefully and she had become imprisoned by a vampire demon.
“It won't fail this time. I am not George and you are not Nydia,” he came closer to her and lowered his voice. He was staring directly into her eyes and something about his voice was hypnotizing. She fought it but when she could not do so anymore, she succumbed to it.
“Who are you?” asked Euphrates. She felt like she was on the verge of losing her mind as she fought a losing battle with her mind.
“I am Caephas’ twin, Carlos but…” he turned into mere dust for a fraction of a second and suddenly he was another person, “remember me?”
“George?” scoffed Euphrates.
As Nydia, she had a personal beef with him. He had betrayed her trust when he had sent her to hell in search of the twins she had lost. Her eyes filled up with hate and she raised her hands to hit him hard on the face. Instead, he caught her hands midair and leaned into her for a kiss.
She fought the kiss with every muscle in her being but when his tongue began to stroke hers, she became wanton for desire. She could not decide at that moment if she wanted to kill him or have him.
His hands were cupping her breast and she lost all sense of control. She pushed him to a wall and flicked his clothes off his body. With one swipe of his hand, he cleared the table in the study and in no time, the table was searing from the heat of their lovemaking.
Two hours later, there was no Euphrates. Every last shred of goodness had been stripped away and replaced with the cold-hearted manipulative bitch, Nydia.
“Doesn't it feel relieving to be yourself again?” quipped Carlos as he licked her ear.
“How are you Carlos?” asked Nydia, stroking the hair on his chest.
“I burned in that fire so I lost my body but my soul returned where it belonged—in Carlos's body. I am the reincarnation of,” Carlos paused, “does it matter?”
“If I am going to support you I should…” but Nydia moaned loudly at that moment because Carlos had fastened his mouth on her right nipple. Nothing mattered then except the electricity coursing between her legs.
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