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CHAPTER 5:
“Don’t you have your own home?” King Elijah growled, trying his hardest to pay attention to the papers in front of him. I sat across from him, trying my hardest to distract him. “For fucks sake, what do you want?”
“My job back.” I started.
“Like hell i’m letting you go anywhere near a battlefield.”
“Come on! I’ve learned my lesson!”
“If you had learned your lesson, you wouldn’t be in here irritating the shit out of me.” He hissed, slamming his fist on his desk. I would’ve been scared if I hadn’t seen the guy do the same thing when he dropped his pen. “In case you hadn’t noticed, i’m currently the ruler of an entire species of people!”
“You don’t say?”
“I’ve got actual work to do! Go bother Cyan.” He ordered.
“Oh, so i’m not doing actual work?” The pissy co-king snapped, pushing Elijah’s office door wide open. “Just running an entire palace and raising two kids by myself.”
“You’re not by yourself.” Elijah argued, refusing to even look in Cyan’s direction. The tension in the room was thicker than my own cock, and that was enough to choke the best gag reflex. “I’m sitting right here.”
“Your son is sitting downstairs.” Cyan crossed his arms. “Today is your day to spend with him.”
“Why on earth would I need a scheduled day to see my own son?” Elijah questioned.
“Should I leave for this conversation?” I mumbled, beginning to rise out of my chair. Neither of them seemed to even notice I was there.
“I wouldn’t have to schedule a day if you weren’t so damn busy all the time! You didn’t make an effort, so I penciled it into your busy life myself!” Cyan explained angrily.
“Don’t do that! Don’t act like i’m just blowing off our kid for shits and giggles! I’m running a kingdom Cyan! I’m doing our job all by myself!” Elijah yelled.
“Well so am I!” Cyan looked on the verge of tears. “Which is why… well…”
“Well what?” Elijah narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
“Well… we talked about, you know, having someone else in the castle to-“
“No!” Elijah cut him off.
“No what?” I interrupted, completely forgetting none of this was my business.
“I already told you, it’s too risky.” Elijah ignored my question. “My decision is final.”
Cyan’s jaw dropped and I had to put a hand under my chin to keep myself from doing the same. “Your decision? YOUR DECISION? Last time I checked, this was just as much my house as yours! So you know what?” Cyan took a deep breath before smirking. “My decision is final. Michellie should be here any minute. Oh and if you even think about fighting me on this, I suggest you remember this: She stays or I go. That decision is all yours King Elijah!”
I looked between the two of them, scared to get between them, noticing how murderous both their expressions were. “Kric-” Elijah began.
“Come on Kric.” Cyan cut him off. “I invited Incendio over too.”
I gave Elijah an apologetic shrug before following his tiny little mate out of his office, trying to contain my laugh when he slammed the office door behind him.
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“Lunch time!” Cyan sang, his mood completely altering once he sat down at the dining room table with the kids. “Has everyone washed their hands?”
“No.” Incendio spoke up.
“Shhhh!” Ciel groaned, turning to frown at the fairy sitting beside him.
“Go wash your hands.” Cyan commanded, pointing to the door. “No food until those claws are squeaky clean.”
Ciel whined, but got up and did as he was told, Kieran following behind him. I waited until they had left the room before turning to stare Cyan down. “Don’t.” Cyan whispered, his eyes on his plate.
“You know,” Incendio spoke, purposefully refusing to look at me, “the heaviest emotion to bear is resentment. It’s unlike anger in the sense that no amount of lashing out will wash it away and it stands apart from sadness because there is no relief in tears.” Cyan looked up at him, his face the picture of misery. “To resent is to never forgive and to never forget. It breaks the body down so that it could never move forward.”
“Daddy! Someone is at the door!” Ciel yelled. “I’ll get it!”
“That must be Michellie.” Cyan spoke slowly. “She and Iris are going to be staying with us while Bruftus is away on business.”
“Oh no.” I tensed. “You mean-“
“You dirty, rotten, piece of shit bastard!” The insults echoed in the dining hall, making me stand and back away from the table cautiously.
“Michellie! Children! Fairy!” Cyan pointed to the horrified look on Incendio’s face.
“You’ve got some nerve.” Michellie growled, inching toward me.
“Michellie.” I greeted her, taking calculated steps back. “I haven’t seen you since- since…”
“Since you cheated on Marco the night after you bonded with him!” Michellie finished for me.
“Yup. That’s about right.” I mumbled.
“Enough! Kric and Marco are old news. Come on Michellie, calm down.” Cyan ordered.
“But Cyan, How can you-“
“It’s in the past.” Cyan insisted, going to grab his friend by the shoulders. “Please, be good? For me?”
Michellie openly pouted, shooting me one last vicious glare before huffing and sitting down on the other end of the table. “Come here Iris! Lunch!” She called, making me tense even more. She smirked at me, sensing my obvious discomfort.
The three boys rushed into the room, one breaking apart to rush to Michellie. His sea colored skin shined in the light from the above table chandelier and his black hair flew loose around his shoulders, straight as a ruler and remarkably luxurious looking. The oddest thing about this merboy wasn’t that some person left him outside the fences of the mountain base and Cyan had found him, but the piercing blue eyes he used to stare everyone down. “Incendio!” The merboy, Iris, called, rushing to the fairy. The two touched foreheads affectionately. I frowned, wondering how the two knew each other. Considering how very little Michellie thought of me, I very rarely saw her son. I wondered how often incendio saw him.
“Kric sit down.” Cyan rolled his eyes at my guarded stance. He continued to glare at me until i reclaimed my seat. “Anyway, now that all of that is over… i’ve got to go into town after lunch, but Elijah is going to spend some time with the boys. It’d probably be enough to just have Michellie come with me. Iris can stay and play with-“
“And what about me?” I cut in.
“Do you really want to spend the day with Michellie?” Cyan asked, giving me a knowing look. “You can keep Incendio company until we return.”
“Poor fairy.” Michellie muttered.
“Perhaps I should return to the forest.” Incendio mumbled low.
“Don’t be silly.” I smirked at him. “It’ll be fun to chat.”
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“Oh no you don’t.” I caught the fairy by his wrist, pulling him into the empty guest room and shutting the door behind me. He had taken off as soon as lunch was finished, but he wasn’t too hard to find. I had gotten exceptionally better at finding the cautious fairy. “You’ve been avoiding me again.”
Incendio blushed, his wings seeming to stutter before beginning to flutter rapidly. “It’s only been a week.”
“A week is a long time.”
“Any amount of time can-“
“Don’t do that.” I jumped in. “Don’t say something vague and confusing. I want to have an actual conversation with you.”
Incendio stared at me, his frown deepening the longer he stayed silent. “You want answers.”
“I do.” I agreed, watching him chew on his lip, punishing the plump piece of flesh for the situation they were in. I found myself transfixed by this, shocked by how arousing this simple gesture seemed to me.
“I can not give you every answer.” he sighed. “Some of them you already know and others… others are imperative that I never tell you. The conversation you seek, if it is all you seek, I can try my best… but after… after you must keep away from me kric the-“
“Fine.” I sighed. “Sit down.”
The fairy obeyed, setting himself down softly on the guest bed. “What is it you need to know?”
“Whatever you did to me… did it make me invincible?” I asked, that question seeming to be the one weighing the heaviest on my mind. I mean, I should know if I really was unable to die right?
“Of course not.” He answered quickly. “No one is invincible. What I did… it’s hard to explain. I just… I merged your fire with the seed.”
“You what?”
“I merged-“
“I heard you, but what in the hell does that mean?”
Incendio closed his eyes, patting the spot on the bed beside him. I plopped myself down, noticing the way the fairy tensed once again. “Your fire is what heals you when you’re injured. It burns your wounds and allows you to recover quickly. However, some injuries are just too severe for your fire to fix. The seed… the seed is a trick I came up with. Whenever you’re desperately injured and your fire can not take it, the seed absorbs the blow. The seed has its own fire… and it adds to yours in those moments.”
“I still don’t understand.”
“The seed helps you heal faster. It can’t do anything if you are blown up or if the seed is destroyed, but otherwise it is capable of healing you from almost any injury.” Incendio explained.
“That’s…wow.” I looked at the fairy who was studying the fabric from his shirt. “Thank you for that Incendio. That seed… It’s saved my life on more than one occasion.”
“I know.” Incendio looked up at me. “I saw… I saw the futures you had waiting for you all those years ago. I saw every brush with death… the ones you have had and the ones you avoided… I saw them all.”
“You could have warned me.” I joked.
“It is not that simple.” Incendio insisted, taking my words seriously. “No future is certain and every outcome is blurry. To warn someone of every single possibility, taking into account that they’ve all muddled and mixed together, would be impossible.”
“I see.” I nodded, realizing the reason behind Incendio’s vagueness for the first time. “So that’s why you’re always talking in riddles?”
“They are not riddles. They are the full extent of my knowledge.” Incendio nodded. “Although, I suppose all that I really know are riddles.”
“I’m sorry.” I blurted out.
“Why?” He frowned, shock clear on his face.
“For always teasing you about the way you talk and insisting that you do it on purpose.” I grabbed his hand, hoping to show him how sincere I was being. “You didn’t deserve that. All this time… you’ve been the reason i’m even alive. I owe everything I have to you.”
The fairy turned blood red, his eyes focused on our joined hands. “I- I…”
“What’s wrong?”
“You’re touching me.”
“Is something wrong with that?”
Incendio turned his moss colored eyes on me, his bottom lip extending into a pout. “I- I think so.”
“Why?”
“Because.”
“Because why?”
“Because.” Incendio repeated.
“You’ve lost me again babe.” I laughed, amused at his innocent reaction to something as small as holding hands. It had me wondering just how much physical contact he was used to. I knew fairies were an asexual species, so he had to be a virgin, but he had also kissed me which felt pretty hot and sexual on my end.
“What?” Incendio mumbled, noticing how deeply I was staring at him.
“I have another question.”
“Alright.”
“Do I make you hot?”
“What?” The fairy squeaked, pulling his hand away.
“You know,” I continued, “do I turn you on?”
“I… I don’t-“
“It seems like I do.” I added, grabbing his hand again. “When you look at me, it feels like your eyes are devouring me.”
Incendio just huffed, his entire body blushing.
“Is that a yes?”
“No!” Incendio covered his face with his free hand.
“Alright. My bad.” I released his hand, watching how his entire body seemed to react in shock. Incendio seems to feel every emotion through every part of his being which was just another reason sex with him would probably be amazing. “I’m sorry. I thought maybe we were both feeling something similar.”
“Similar?”
“Yeah,” I answered, my nonexistent filter allowing me to reply honestly, “It seems pretty much everything you do is like another pump of blood straight to my cock. I’ve never been so aroused just by hearing someone laugh before. It’s a shame you’re not into it. It’s kind of ironic the sexiest person i’ve ever met isn’t into sex because believe me, if you were into it, I would bend you over right now and-“
A scream from downstairs broke me out of my sex crazed rant, gaining the attention of both Incendio and myself. Without another word we stood up and rushed to the stair case. When we reached the grand set of steps, we were assaulted by the sounds of intense sobbing.
“You were supposed to be watching them!” Cyan screamed, his mention of the kids propelling me to run down the stairs toward him, Incendio close behind. “Where were you?”
“What’s going on?” I asked, taking in the scene of two guard holding a sobbing Michellie up, while three guards were struggling to restrain Cyan who seemed intent on attacking Elijah.
“Commander Kric.” One Vampire guard called, rushing to my side. “There was a breach in the security at the gate. We don’t know-“
“What happened?” I snapped, looking around frantically for the three waist high troublemakers.
“The children were outside, in the garden, with two maids.” The guard informed me, his face strained. “The security breach-“
Michellie screamed, her sobs growing louder. “Where are the kids?” I asked the guard who looked eager to tell me anything else. “Answer!”
“We don’t know Commander.” The guard whispered, his head bowed. “We weren’t aware of the breach until King Cyan returned and found the two maids… dead in the garden.” Cyan broke now too, his body seeming to sink in on itself. He cried quietly, his long hair shielding his face, but the soft sniffles echoed in the large palace. “We believe they were taken. There’s no trace of the boys anywhere. The live feed cameras were momentarily disabled for a span of-“
I cut the guard off with a glare. I wanted to tear into him and rip this guard a new one, but a panic began to sink into my stomach. It was a new feeling, one I would have given anything to never have to experience. I clutched my gut, trying to calm down as the worry began to intensify.
Three little boys had gone missing and no one knew when or how or why. One of them was the heir to the throne of the sun people and my personal favorite person in the world. Many, many people wanted him dead and he couldn’t even fly away. I felt like I was going to be sick.
“This- this goes against the treaty. There was no more home attacks. We had agreed.” I began to ramble, trying to convince myself that no harm would come to the defenseless little ones. Unfortunately, I knew all too well that war made people do horrendous things. Kids weren’t always seen as kids. Innocents weren’t always spared. Ciel, Kieran and Iris were no exceptions to that rule.
“Those filthy flea infested…” Michellie trailed off, forcing herself back to her feet. “I’ll burn their towns to the ground. I’ll rip their-“
“You were supposed to be with them!” Cyan began to yell again, Michellie’s rage seeming to reignite his fight. He lunged for Elijah again, just barely being restrained by the guards. “Why weren’t you with them?”
“It… they wanted to go outside. I had to-“
“You had to take care of my sons!” Cyan yanked himself free from all of the guards, but didn’t lunge at him again. “This is all your fault.”
“Cyan-“
“Kric.” Cyan spun to me. “Y-you were always good at tracking enemy forces. Do you think you can-“
“I’ll search under every single rock if I have to.” I promised him, getting ready to take off out the door.
“Wait.” Incendio finally spoke, gaining everyone’s attention. His voice was strange, off somehow. He was standing surprisingly still, his eyes shut. His arms reached out, not grabbing for anyone in particular. I took one of his hands, scared he was ready to fall over.
“What is it?” Cyan sniffled.
Incendio took a deep breath, before slowly opening his eyes.
“What the-?” Cyan was cut off as Incendio began to speak.
“Mama, mama are you there?” Incendio spoke, his voice clearly not his own. His eyes were blinking rapidly, the normally moss colored orbs as bright blue as the sky.
“Iris? Iris!” Michellie rushed toward Incendio, grasping the fairy by his shoulders. “Baby, can you hear me?”
“Mama.” Incendio spoke, but the words were from Iris. “We need help.”
“We’re coming baby! We’re going to find you! Where are you Iris?” Michellie cried.
“We have to find Ciel.”
“What do you mean?” Cyan spoke up, rushing to stand beside Michellie. “Where is Ciel?”
“We have to get him first.”
“What do you mean Iris?” Cyan yelled, but Incendio was still blinking, his eyes now switching from his token green and back to the blue. “Iris! Iris, where is Ciel?”
“Incendio can find me. I’ll go get Ciel.”
“Wait! Iris!” Cyan yelled.
“Iris! Baby!” Michellie cried as Incendio stopped blinking, his eyes back to green. “What was that?”
“We should hurry.” Incendio’s wings began to flutter again. “Wherever they are, they’re moving quickly. The farther they get, the less I can sense him.”
“Let’s go.” Cyan agreed, grabbing Michellie’s hand. I followed after them, pausing when I realized one person was stuck in place.
“Elijah?” I looked at the frozen king, whose face was expressionless and stoney. Cyan paused too, watching his mate stand in place. Cyan seemed to want to say something to him, but was unable to find any words.
“Hurry.” Cyan finally called, his eyes turning to me. “We don’t have much time.”
“Right.” I nodded, giving one last confused glance to Elijah before rushing from the palace.
He didn’t follow. Cyan looked back at me once, his expression sad but not shocked. Cyan had screamed and Cyan had cried, but the resentment remained. I pretended not to notice when he touched the matching ring he shared with Elijah, before he pulled it off and let it fall to the ground as we all took flight.
It took me a moment to transform, the others rushing ahead without a look behind them. My claws scraped the dirt as I picked up the ring for safe keeping.
Cyan may have been sure Marco and I weren’t right for one another, and he might have been right, but I was sure he and Elijah were right for one another. I was certain I was right.
I launched into the air, the ring placed snugly on my claw. Even with everything that I had witnessed today, a part of me still envied what they had. A smaller part, but an ever increasing one all the same, wanted what they shared.
As terrible as caring for someone felt at the moment, I couldn’t bring myself to not care for the kids that rushed to greet me every time I came to visit like I was some kind of rock star.
As terrible love could make you feel, I couldn’t bring myself to turn my back on it. Love was something that, for the first time, I wanted more than getting my job back.
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