Love by the Mystic Sea

Chapter Twenty-Three ♛

I sigh throw the heavy royal blue book with burgundy swirls on the sides. A loud thud echoes through my study when the book makes contact with the wooden surface of the desk. I look down at my desk that is now covered with worn books that have been in my family's possession since ancient times. The texts hold information on the Realm from the first inhabitants of each land. There are passages that contain information about Royal and noble families, types of magic, guilds and organizations that have existed since the beginning of time.

I have spent hours looking through these texts in hopes of discovering the identity of the organization that is after Carita. Unfortunately the texts did not have information regarding the organization that could be after my wife.

I need to find out who the fuck this organization is since they are after my dove. I spent my entire day today while I was not in meetings. I have thought about Carita's vision the entire day. I cannot get the image of Carita possibility of her dying because of these people. I adore her with my very existence and cannot imagine my life without her. I want to spend our lives together and to raise our children.

I have been attempting to understand why the organization would kill her. It is clear that they want her alive because of the magic she possesses. There are types of magic that can be taken from a person and used after their death. However those are rare types of magic. The only reason that I can place together is if the woman who dies in the vision did not possess the magic they desired or she did not comply. I am aware that the woman in the vision could be Carita, her mother or younger sister. I would not want my doves family member to die since she is close to her family.

I am interrupted from my thoughts when the door opens. I look up from the pile of books on my desk to see my beautiful dove walk into my study. She rushes inside and closes the door behind her.

Her bangs are smooth against her forehead while her blonde hair with pastel ends is swept against her right shoulder, falling down her chest. Her emerald eyes and rose pink lips compliment her light sun kissed skin. A sheer coral gown hugs her curves with a gold and white beaded band is tied at her waist.

"Hello my dove. I thought you were with Azalea and Elycia?"

If I recall correctly they were sketching gowns for Azalea's birthday gown. Elycia is gifting Azalea the gown so she can wear it to her birthday celebration.

"Hello my handsome Blyn" said Carita. "Yes I was with Azalea and Elycia. It did not take as long as we originally thought since Azalea chose the fourth design Elycia sketched".

"I see well I am glad to hear that Azalea found a gown that she liked" I tell her.

As she walks up to my desk I stare at her hips that sway as she walks. It is becoming more difficult to not become more intimate with her as time has passed. Not only do I have to control myself but I have to control the beast within me. It seems that Father was correct to make me spend hours teaching me to control my inner beast when I was younger.

I have had the beast is my body since birth but it did not make itself known until I was fifteen. I was thankful to gain control of my magic before my beast made itself known. A new beast is the most difficult to control. However, with years of training I have gained full control of my beast.

Carita surprises me by walking around my desk and stops directly where I am seated. I pull my chair back so that she may come closer. She walks up to me until she is standing in front of me then bends down so she can sit on my lap. I wrap my arms around around her waist to pull her close to me. She giggles softly as she rests her head on my chest.