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Chapter forty-five - carriage

I grumbled as we hit another bump and Brands grip tightened on my leg, a silent warning not to step out of line. I turned to look at Damien who sat opposite me as my heart jumped just looking at him.

I turned back away quickly as to not raise suspicion as I looked out the window, biting the inside of my cheek. "Well, this is much more enjoyable than taking the horses isn't it?" Brand questioned as I kept quiet, refusing to answer him.

"I said this is much nicer isn't it" he repeated as his grip grew tighter in my leg and I winced slightly, "Yes, it's very nice" I spat out as he released the sharp grip and I hung my head, feeling Damien's gaze burning on me, his anger faint down our bond.

"Definitely better brother, feels much more important like this" Damien said sliding perfectly into character, "Just like the good old days" he said leaning back into his chair sighing,

I turned away from them as I wriggled in the dress, it was squeezing the air out of my lungs and I felt ridiculous. I shifted again as I felt Brand turn to look at me, his gaze harsh.

"I'm sorry" I said quietly, "I'm just not used to these kinds of clothes" I said as I held my hand on my stomach, trying to breath in and out more discreetly, the air seeming to disappear from within the small carriage. "Appalling really, you should have always been wearing dresses like this, this is how you are supposed to dress" he said as I closed my eyes for a second, trying to calm myself, however I felt as if I was about to explode.

Damien watched me struggle quietly as I noticed his eyes barely flash before he turned to Brand, "So, how has it been whilst I was away" he said as Brand smiled at him,

"Better, news of Lillian's return has sent hope through the villages, and they are ever so desperate to impress her" he said as I glanced to the side at him. "Of course, I will be using her return as my gain, their foolishness in believing she will take them away will only benefit me. They will work harder and volunteer more." He said as I felt disgust consume me,

"You're using the people, because I came back?" I said tightly as he shrugged, "after you left it was reported many regretted their choice or had not been present when you stole my subjects. They wanted to leave as well but I continued to promise them you would return and reintegrate your people into my kingdom. They foolishly lapped up the promises and have been working ever so hard to get their fake future" he chuckled as my eyes flashed and I clenched my fists.

"So this was your plan? To use me, yet again?" I growled losing my temper as he grabbed my chin and pulled me into him, "Quiet Lillian. I will not have you talking back to me, remember our deal" he said lowly as my eyes flashed again as he pushed me back growling,

I noticed Damien's foot had begun to tap on the floor rapidly as he watched the interaction silently, not responding, however his rage rushing through my mind. I turned back to face the window as Damien leant forwards, "So brother, what was it exactly that we went to collect?" He said quietly, ignoring the interaction.

"Nothing of too much importance brother, just the key to securing the throne for forever. The extinction of the dragons was such a waste when they had so many possibilities to make us stronger. Did you know whilst the fire can kill us, a single drop of blood from a dragon could revive us? With a dragon under my control, I could bring back some of our ancestors and secure the original power once and for all. I would be a king among our kind, the one who did the impossible" he said as I looked at him in shock.

Bring back the originals? What the actual fuck. I didn't even know that was possible, and by the look on Damien's face, he didn't either. "Why would you bring them back?" He said as Brand tapped his hand on his leg, the rings glinting in the sunlight that peaked through the window.

"Power brother. Whilst I have my army and Lillian by my side, could you imagine our ancestors with us? I could finally remove those useless pretentious vampires ruling the land and put power back where it should be. We could control the world with our family back on top. There would be nothing to stand in our way" he said looking at me as I looked down,

Fuck. This was worse than I thought, if he brought back more originals there would be no chance of ever stopping his rule. I couldn't even get rid of an original now and I only have one to worry about, if he took that dragon and used it to resurrect his family, I could never stop him. Or them.

"But surely if you bring them back, they will want their titles back, not rule under their lesser descendant" I said quietly as Brand narrowed his eyes at me,

"Glad you asked Lillian, you see once I touch the dragon first and bond with it, it will be mine to control. I will be their resurrection and their undoing; they will rule under me because I will control the only thing that could kill them" he said as I clenched my fists within my dress.

"You are going to take my dragon from me?" I growled as he turned to look at me his eyes slightly black, "Your dragon? You are mine Lillian remember, whatever is yours, is mine. But don't worry, in my new world I will keep you as my queen, but I'm sure someone of the ancestors would like a try. Not many fresh mates around, especially with blood as tantalising and powerful as yours" he said stroking my face as I grimaced and pulled back,

"How can you talk about me like that? I thought a mate was meant to protect, to take care of their other half? All it seems that you want to do is control me and share me around, like a fucking piece of meat." I growled as he rolled his eyes,

"Fucking grow up Lillian, I was happy to pretend before with you, but now you have exhausted my patience. My throne comes first, not you. Whilst you are convenient to have for heirs and the potential to change you into another original, there is nothing more I want from you. When I figure out how to get rid of your powers, they will be the first to go. You are in my kingdom, and you will follow my rules. Now shut up and let the men talk" he said as I looked at him horror on my face,

Damien watched quietly as his foot tapped again and I looked down smoothing out my dress, calming myself down. "Of course, my king" I said quietly as he smiled at me, and I felt bile rise in the back of my throat.

I was going to fucking skin him alive. Count your fucking days Brand, because when I am free, you are going to wish you were dead I thought as the carriage continued along in silence. 

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I despise him. God.

Lots of love
Lily xxxx