King of the Night

Chapter Two

Elayna

Ezra came back over to me a few moments later with a goblet and handed it to me. "Drink this, it will help. Mother said it's mainly blood but also has some herbs that will help subside the pain. She agrees that if you leave it will look very badly for father and Cameron as well as disrespecting the presence of the Aran." I looked up and saw that the Aran was still making his way towards me, stopping and talking to people every now and then. I took the goblet from Ezra and sipped it slowly. The burning sensation from my mark began to dull and I mentally sighed with relief. Ezra watched me carefully as I softly smiled up at him. "I'm fine now, thank you. Go back to the party. I'm just going to sit here for a bit until I've regained my full strength."

"I'll keep an eye on you, little sister. Drink the entire goblet and once you feel strong enough go and dance with Cameron. It'll make you feel better and distract you." Ezra kissed my forehead and went to rejoin the party.

I never cared for extravagant parties or dinner parties, they annoyed me honestly. I felt trapped into acting like the girl that my parents forced me to be. I couldn't slouch. I couldn't drink more than two goblets of wine. I couldn't leave the table until all of the other guests had. I couldn't talk about certain things. I couldn't act any other way than the way that they forced upon me. All my life I had been trapped and I just wanted to be free but instead I'm marrying another headstrong male who thinks that his word is that of Valor and acts like a complete jerk. This was clearly a recipe for disaster.

Cameron hadn't even asked earlier is I was alright after fainting. He didn't care about anyone but himself and now I was going to be stuck with him for the rest of my life, expected to be the perfect wife and mother. I promised myself in that moment that I wouldn't allow my children to be like him or act like him, no matter how he tries to change them. I sat the goblet down and stood up. The Aran was no more than fifteen feet away from me and I felt a wave of some unknown yet seemingly familiar feeling wash over my body. Cameron appeared out of thin air and stood next to me.

"I want to dance," Cameron whispered in my ear sternly.

"I'm not feeling too well. I'm only here so it doesn't look like you can't keep a woman interested. Go dance with some willing females who would gladly bow at your feet and give themselves to you." I spat at him.

"You are mine and you will do as I say. You think that you can boss me around and do whatever it is you would like, well think again. That will end once you are my wife and Ezra is no longer there to protect you. You will comply to my every want and need." He grabbed my wrist and yanked me closely to him. The Aran noticed and I prayed to Valor that he wouldn't do anything. Cameron grabbed a goblet of wine as he kept me at his side. "Here, drink and maybe then you'll do what I want." I don't know why I hadn't noticed it before but Cameron was already drunk. He pushed the goblet into my hands and it spilled down the front of my dress, as it fell towards the floor.

The music stopped as the loud clang of the goblet hitting the floor echoed through the hall. Cameron stopped and looked around the room as the Aran closed the gap between where he had stood and where we currently were standing. "Lord Cameron, what's going on?" The Aran easily towered over Cameron.

"We were going to dance but she seemed to forget that she had a goblet of wine in her stand still and she accidentally dropped it all down the front of her. I apologize for Lady Elayna's clumsiness, Majesty." Cameron bowed to the Aran and still kept a hold of me tightly.

"I see, well Lord Cameron, why don't you let the Lady Elayna go and change her clothes and find some servants to clean up this mess." The Aran looked sternly at Cameron and he did as he was told. My mother stepped up from behind the Aran and pulled me aside.