Amaranth Stoker was a not so normal girl, by that I mean she is the Queen of Hell. What happens when a Commander from the Army of Hell comes and sweeps her off her feet and to drive it home that he wants her and her alone, he goes the distance to ta...
Over the next month or so I seemed to see more of Randalieren, and the way he acted.. It was different. I seemed to feel safer, almost moreso than I did with my husband. My emotions were confused, conflicted.. lost. I didn't know who I wanted or what I wanted.
"Are you okay, hun?" Alex asked. We were sitting at the dinner table and I had spaced out, twirling my angel hair.
"Yeah, uh.. I'm fine. Just thinking." I replied, taking the bite I had twirled for so long. I promptly choked on a noodle. Alex and Randa were both at my sides, patting my back and making sure I was okay. At one point they both patted the same spot, Alex's hand on top of Randa's. They froze, and looked at each other.
"I can handle my wife on my own, Tobias." Alex said. They both seemed to square off, and I still had a noodle in my throat.
"I've told you countless times not to call me that. Lexi." Randa spit at him.
I smacked the table hard, successfully getting both of their attentions back on me and my.. situation. Randa pat my back hard and the noodle finally, thankfully, came up.
"Alex, I appreciate your protectiveness you give me around other men, but next time I am choking, it would be nice if you decided to fight someone after I'm able to breathe." I snapped, looking up at him, still trying to catch my breathe. I looked up at Randa and smiled, nodding my head. "Thank you for saving me.. from this embarrassing situation."
"Its not a problem, m'lady." He smirked at Alex, and I felt him tense beside me. I grabbed his arm to stop him from doing anything stupid, as I stood. "If you two will excuse me, Im going to bed. The testosterone is giving me a headache." I rubbed my forehead giving Randa a hug and leaving the room.
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Once in my room, I settled myself on the bed, my thoughts still conflicted, unsure of what to do. I wish there was a sign.. something.
The next morning that sign came. I was sitting in the entryway, talking with Randa, and he was telling me just how badly the army was being treated. I was horrified, sure I had passed a bill to improve the quality of the army barracks. What Randa told me was quite the opposite, leaving me to question how equal I really was to Alex. He always told me I was his Queen, the only person of equal rank to him. I guess he never actually valued that.
"You know.. I could do something about it." Randa spoke softly to me, easily able to tell I was taken aback and left questioning about the news.
"What would you do, Randa? The Dominguez family has held the throne for millenia.." I questioned, already thinking about what to do, and how to go about removing myself from being queen. The next thought on my mind was having to call my old boss back, not prepared for listening to him gloat about how the queen has finally fallen. He promised me he'd be waiting for the day.
"Yeah, and I may only have been around for just shy of two of those millenia, but I know how to usurp a throne. And in my opinion, I'm quite good at it." He showed me his hands, all 10 fingers littered in beautiful gold rings which where shaped like crowns with beautiful jewels, and one that was a simple diamond band. "I had the crowns of every king and queen I killed shrunk into rings. You just can't fit this many on your head, you know?" He chuckled.
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I smiled a little, nodding knowing what we had to do. "I'll set up the challenge if you wish. But, I will not watch. As much as.. I dislike him.. I will be sad to watch him go." I don't know what made me feel this way. I wanted justice. I wanted revenge for the things he has wronged me for.. and as bad as I felt about it, I felt a deeper connection to Randa than I ever have to Alex. I wanted him, so much more now that I've gotten to know him. We set the time and date and I went to go deliver the news.. not only of the challenge, but of my divorce.
Once I parted from Randa, I marched into the throne room where my husband sat, being his normal asshole self. Never actually listening to the complaints of the people. Never giving an ounce of care.
"Everyone out. Todays complaints and requests are closed." I snapped, and they all scurried, knowing that if their normally sweet and calm Queen was angry, it was about to be bad.
"Alexander Antonio Dominguez, you are being issued a formal Challenge for the Throne by Commander Randalieren. You are also being issued a divorce. Im tired of your lies, your games, and your bullshit. There will be no chance to refute either. Ive already informed everyone at the castle. I will be protecting Randalieren so you do not attempt any foul action against him before the battle. It is set for Saturday, May 25th at 6 P.M. Be there or forfeit the throne. Your choice. And just so you know.. I've already cleared my room." I spoke softly at the end, turning and walking out.
(A/N: This chapter is exactly 100 words short of my goal. Bleh, however, I think thats a great place to stop. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, please vote, comment, and follow me <3
