Chapter 14 Czarina
Shit.
Shit.
Shitty fucking shit.
Capital Knights.
No less Captain Turin, the one man who I do not want here. The one person who I knew since childhood and spurred his love for the complete and utter fucking bastard.
To this day I still felt guilty.
I do remember our first kiss.
But I rejected him, afraid of my feelings, when I thought I loved Varian.
Hmph.
Yeah fucking right.
It was all manipulation to get me in Varian's bed.
I truly loved Turin. And still do.
I could never forget his easy smile, and booming laugh.
And no less, my sister's godson is in his company. And I can tell he is falling for my daughter.
I may not have any gifts but I do know the signs of love. And poor Gareth had them all.
If only Jay knew all the truth.
I steeled myself.
Turin came over. He took my hand and brush a gentle kiss upon the back of my hand like the perfect gentleman he was.
"Good day my lady. Your daughter is a beautiful specimen of courtesy and of a young, blooming woman"
Ahhh. How could I forget that flowery speech.
"Why thank you. I have tried my best without her father."
"May I ask what happened to him?"
I sighed. I knew he was going to ask that question.
"He left before her birth."
He was silent. "I'm sorry Lady...?" he trailed off.
"Czarina. And its is a pleasure to meet you once again Captain Turin."
He frowned in puzzlement.
Thank God Czarina is a common name.
"We have?" It was a polite inquiry.
"I use to be at court more often then my husband left me and I needed somewhere to raise my daughter, far from the politics of court. Besides its..." I hesitate.
"Its what?" Turin asked.
"Its not a safe place for her. For what she is and who her father is."
"What is she and who is her father?" Turin demanded.
"Sweet words are all we have." I sang softly instead of answering.
Turin's eyes widen. "Rina?" He breathed in surprise.
I nodded. "Her father is a dragon and she is a Phoenix."
Turin's eyes widen.
"Please don't tell anyone. Jay doesn't know who her father is. I refuse to tell her."
"Who?" he whispered. "Who is the other Dragon I slept with, besides Varian?"
Turin froze.
I nodded.
"Yes Turin. You are her father."

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The Last Phoenix Daughter and Kindled Hope
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