The Royal Curse

Eighteen - Documented Disaster

Yes, I enjoyed writing this one. Have fun

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Senna Aldorban

Nothing in the world could compare to the waves of emotions hitting me at once. An hour ago Kace was spewing revelations, now Adonia Wu was here and looked extremely displeased.

For five minutes I had been pretending to look through documents. She was sitting in front of me staring.

I didn't know exactly what I wanted to say, but I knew I needed to say something. "It's good to see you."

She was silent.

Biting the inside of my lips, I peered back up at her. She was clean and neatly styled in the latest Entorrean fashion, though she moved like a lost dog. I supposed Kace should be thanked for this.

Wherever he was.

"Thank you," she whispered finally. The words startled me enough to make me drop the documents. "Thank you for helping me."

"Do not thank me for doing my role."

"But you've endangered your life, your highness. You and Thresan... I don't want to think where I'd be without both of you. Everything—"

"Stop talking," I stated, rounding the table next to her. Darkness took up her features and clouded her complexion. With my gloved hand, I turned her chin and made her glance up at me. "Those men are in chains now."

Her eyes glossed as she turned her head away and moved toward the desk. She shuffled through the papers, and I didn't bother stopping her. She helped me find Lord Idrice Astley. She was the strongest of people for everything that she had been through because of him.

And now... Zian Austruc.

Adonia deserved to know what Mallor told me. What happened many night ago because of—

A knock on the door made Adonia jump and spin around. Glancing at the guard, I gave him a curt nod and he opened the door.

In came in the very people responsible for the chaos. A man dressed in all black, metallic armor, a matte matching sword hanging at his hips. The second—more chaotic one—came walking in with a smug grin plastered across his face as if he won a championship.

"I hope you're not arguing to take the dress off," Mallor joked to Adonia. "The color suits you."

"I hate the color blue." She grasped at the ruffles of the gown and smoothed them.

Mallor widened his eyes and took his post next to the door. Adonia smiled toward him, and suddenly I could tell she was too tired to joke back. "Prince Kace, you have quarters set up for Adonia, right?"

He nodded and jerked his chin toward the door. "Mallor, show her the way."

"No, you should show her," I blurted, causing Mallor and Adonia to stop. "I mean," I began correcting, trying to control my frantic breathing, "it's not appropriate for me to be unattended by myself with a man—"

"Let's not act like we haven't spent time alone," Kace smoothly said, gesturing for Mallor and Adonia to leave without glancing back.