Chapter 23: Chapter 23
Thunder rattled the sky at the complicated saying of those words though we are of different worlds apart. I am a peasant with no knowledge of my family background and she was born of royal blood and nobility. I stare dumped founded at those words especially for a guy who was not so lucky with women. I have always fantasized about us and feel that burn alive between us however everything I had thought happening so fast was shocking to me. I had thoughts when she cut in.
"It is decided, next week I will be married to that arrogant perverted pig for political reason in Zong kingdom, tonight might be my last night I would have with you and I want to make it a memorable night for me. You have always been the only man I have fallen in love with and I want you to be my first before that perverted pig touches me though I rather die than him laying his lustful fingers on me. I want to experience the joy of being loved by the man I love does it bother you" she asked maintaining the gaze of her ocean eyes as she brought her face closer to mine.
‘‘Princess, I think this forbidden love of a peasant with you. I think we have to sto.....p! Whatever comment Arslan was about to make was cut off as she pressed her lips against mine, she made no efforts to resist as she ran her hands around my head and through my hair, preventing me from retreating then she parted her lips and rammed her tongue into mine. The warmth of her saliva filled my mouth. Those words she said." I rather die" strikes jolting Arslan's memories of the first time she tried to kill herself, Arslan believed that she might just go extreme to poison everyone and killing herself. He remembered her and his first encounter that started it all.
A month EARILER.
The city bells rang out across Qing and a princess in a white wedding gown running away. The guard chasing after her. She runs into the forest and called her partner
"Talia" shapeshifting into a wolf and quickly she runs with much agility she could muster with such cat grace making her body blur. She reach a ranch and a small building. She swiftly change into a gown walking out.
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"No, snap out of it you silly mortal Savannah" replied, at that Arslan stood up forcing his body into action and he began to walk deeper into a forest with tall beautiful trees before his tired mind could think up any more reasons why it might be better to rest.chatting with his partner
He continued with his goal, his direction remains straight so that he would not get lost on the way back. In his hand, he held fruits of last night's labor, his practice bow and set of arrows, food, and a bundle of clothes. At a distance, Arslan began to hear the sound of running water.
''Mmmph, a river would serve my purpose well along the banks. There will be a clear enough area for me to practice. There were about two meters of shingle along the shore as the water lapped gently back and forth. It was a river but a small lake perhaps fifty meters in diameter, only one shore was accessible. The other side of the lake was shielded by trees and grasses; mountainous rock that yielded no entrances. The scenery was rather magnificent with the low sun reflecting off the water’s edge giving the area a warm glow. Ducks navigated the water with some diving deep in search of food. Seconds later, they would return with fish in their mouth. The aquatic life seems rather bountiful, fishing would be great, Arslan couldn't resist the alluring lake. He decided to take a swim, thirty minutes later. Arslan walking out from the lake naked, perceive an alluring scent he couldn't resist, sniffing the air his eyes moved to and fro.
I don't know what it is but there is this feeling I feel connecting to dreams that disturbed me. From my research, i think it's when a were wolf meets his mate. A mate was something unique. According to legend, werewolves souls are torn apart in two and the mate was the one with the other half thus making whole. Walking out of the river and smelling this scent, this sure and uncertain feelings of mine, I was feeling little bit confused and the sense of yearning for my mate is increasing with each passing intoxicating scent. From my research I learned that for a wolf not to be able to follow a smell trail was the biggest shame, Because it is how a werewolf is able to catch his prey.
Arslan sniffing and scanning his eyes to and fro,his eyes widened when he saw a lady standing by a clip at the edge of a rock. She had a soft delicate feature, her Blondie hair is wavy with beautiful curls in the tips. Her ocean blue and clear eyes with dark long lashes were teary filled with tears. Her nose was tall and matched her pinkish lips, she was a bundle of beauty and she looked at the bountiful river and she jumps from the cliff, her way down the river. She saw Arslan's naked body with his eyes staring at her, she was not expecting anyone.
Splash!
She sank deeper into the lake, she struggles for air but the bubbles rumble on the water. She felt the creeps of death sniffing out the life from her bone and then like a fish she saw a naked boy swimming towards hers as she struggles for air. His mouth came unto her soft lips with an air of breath, he draws her closer to his body. She could feel the fibers inch of his body on her. Her eyes are widened.
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Running from my supposed arrange wedding engagement, suddenly a gust of wind hit my face and I smell an intoxicating scent coming from the forest. I shifted quickly into my wolf form and I strutted down the forest, heightening my senses to follow the trail of the scent. The scent was fainting with each passing second and my wolf getting antsy again. I reached a nearby forest close to a lake. I smelled an intoxicating scent and the trail this time was leading somewhere with the forest until I lost the trail. My wolf is now getting angry.
Okay, I cut my observation period short and my wolf went back into his cabin changing back to my human form. I reach into my secret ranch and change into something more fitting
From the top of a rock, Felicia stared at the bountiful lake. It was quiet and Serene, only the sound of the soft waves could be heard. She never learned how to swim as she was scared of the deep water but tonight she would end it all. she would have to jump, she wanted everything to stop. she had never had anything go right in her life apart from the constant fear of killing intent rain at her. She had no choice but to become good with the sword causing fear to know as the best sword woman in the kingdom of Qing. This was to gain acknowledgment from everyone but it was not enough as everyone believes tales of a goddess placing a curse of misfortune on her and misfortune will fall on anyone who falls in love with her. It is believed that she would be the one to kill the king her father due to a prophecy before her birth. How do I do that to my own father.
Arslan and I shared chemistry, from that trail I smelled the first day our eyes lurked at each other. I believed he was my fated mated but I couldn't bring myself down to him knowing what will happen. I watch secretly from the shadows as I kept having thoughts about him and these familiar scent about him. Nobles believe what they feel is right rather than investigating the wrongs ignoring the truth. I was hated and despised by royalties, nobles, and my siblings.
Felicia was the third princess of the current king of Qing but not the favorite of anyone because she was born of peasant blood from a maid appointed by the high priestess of the gods. She was more hated by the queens of Qing because right before her birth. The high priestess gave a prophecy of a child to be born who would be the next ruler. she would bring misfortune to her father for his sins against the god. She was more like a punishment of karma to the kingdom due to the sins made by King concerning a peasant queen, Felicia was bullied by her stepsisters, hated by many, and what's even more bad and unfair for her was the arranged marriage between two conflicting kingdoms. The third prince Duran of Zong was known as cruel to peasants, wicked, arrogant. He sees peasants as toy things, slaves. She could remember the first time she encounters prince Duran. Duran ordered the peasant to be placed on a stone floor for him to walk upon their backs to his carriage. He truly believes his shoes are more precious than the life of the peasant. Rumors have it that he sends peasants to a large farm field and he invites his noble's friends who would partake in a bow and arrow contest shooting peasant with arrows to death just for the entertainment of a game. I