🥀Chapter 19🥀

537 18 0
                                        



Diana's POV.

I was walking around one of the gardens with Sierra when she came to a sudden stop. I turned and looked at her to see her staring at a beautiful girl with long pink & silver hair who was just sitting up in a tree reading a book. There where white glowing butterflies all around her in the shade. I turned to Sierra to say something but before I knew it she was walking towards her. I felt a twinge of jealousy but it's not the kind I felt when I had a crush, no I just wanted her attention on me. I soon reluctantly followed after her and looked up at the girl in the tree.
"Well hello there child of Katherine and daughter of Lilith" she said in a soft soothing voice, not bothering to look away from her book at us.
"How do you know my moth-" Sierra started with the same as seemingly confused face as me.
"Word travels fast my dear." She said before closing her book and jumping out of the tree.

Her skirt was significantly shorter then mine so we got a good view of her white lace panties as she jumped down. "Apologies for my rudeness, I'm Makaria" hearing that name made my jaw drop in awh.
"Well nice to meet you, I'm Sierra... so who's pretty collar is around your neck?" She asked and I looked at her like a dear in headlights, does she not know who she is?!
"My husband's." She started matter of factly "we are in a polyamorous marriage. I love him very deeply but we both wanted to walk around and meet some new people. He's kinda of protective so he listed us both in this school saying "my wife and the king's daughter will not be meeting random people off the street" or something like that" she ended her sentence off with an innocent giggle.

I stood there for the next 5 hours while they talked and started flirting before I found an excuse to be somewhere else and ditched them.

<Slight time skip>

Soon enough they started hanging out a lot and I was eventually forgotten by them. I mostly hung out with Emily when I could but other then that I was alone. It felt just like home.. I hate it.

I was curled up in my bed most of the time when I wasn't in classes, just watching days turn into to weeks and weeks turn into a few months.. it was now December.. just a few days after Christmas.

..I hated Christmas...

The Little SuccubusWhere stories live. Discover now