Chapter 44

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He did not try to stop me, which I appreciated. He only stood with slouched shoulders as he watched me walk out of the door. I slammed it behind me accidentally as I was still filled with anger.

Some servants who were walking down the hall, jumped when they saw me exit his room. Their faces turned a flush of pink as they saw me wearing the King's clothes.

I ignored them and strode through the halls, down the grand staircase, and out towards the courtyard.

I did not want to see anyone; I did not want to speak to anyone. I grabbed a crossbow and strode further into the forest until I reached the clearing, I always trained in.

I threw Del's blazer to the ground as I began loading the crossbow, lighting the bolt and shooting it off towards a tree.

How dare Delcallon compare Lewis to Eskar in any way. Lewis was more the man than anyone could hope to be. He was kind, gentle, strong, and looked out for me every day of my life.

He was there when I went to my first ball and managed to bribe me to participate, by offering to teach me how to use a bow, which he did. He was there when I showed interest in a boy, which now made more sense because he had panicked as a father would. He comforted me every night as I cried after my mother died. He was my father.

I shot a purple blazing bolt into a tree and watched the fire shoot up the trunk in anger. I clicked my fingers immediately though, ensuring the flames went out.

I wiped my hand through my hair and leaned my head back. I needed to calm down. This could still be the effects of the Primal emotions. Anger or Arousal.

The forest around me was filled with the sounds of birds and insects. The air tasted sweet with a faint tang of salt from the ocean that surrounded that island of Listoria.

I took in a deep breath as my body began to miss Delcallon, which was ridiculous. We had been on each other none stop for nearly two weeks, I needed to get used to being separate from him. Maybe this fight was a blessing in disguise, force us to get our minds and bodies back under control.

I continued to shoot bolts until I felt physically exhausted and the night sky began to set. It was relieving knowing that I no longer needed to stay hidden at night to hide my glowing eyes. I was able to walk through the halls with confidence as servants saw my eyes and bowed their heads in respect, which I was not fond of, but I was used to it.

I reached my room, where I asked one servant to please bring my food to my room tonight. They wisely chose not to ask why, before slipping down the hall.

I walked into my room and was greeted with dozens of dark-colored roses. The exact type of rose that Delcallon had bought for me when he took me into the city. There was a note on my bed and I shook my head as I walked over to it.

I picked it up and read over the note.

I am sorry.

It was a simple note. A simple apology. But the fact that he did not try to explain or justify his mistake was comforting and helpful.

I was still not prepared to face him in fear that I would either fight again or just give in and climb him. Because even with my upset mind, I kept picturing how thunderously amazing it felt for him to be deep inside of me.

No, I was going to ensure he stewed in his guilt for at least one night. No matter how much I wanted to kiss his abs.

I looked over the cave's damp walls as I read over the sigils. Sigils I now recognized, sigils that represented the different Highvarions who had been claimed by Elements.

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