RIPPED HER APART
The Huntress Queen was deep in thought, pondering over suitors she could take on and slap on the throne beside her. Spit out children to secure the safety of all. And yet that image of dead Kratos lay in her brain, pain struck her heart every time she thought of him. The sweet man she had fallen for, the very reason she had the throne. Luna and Paeeon surely had not had any children to argue their chance at dethroning her, nor did they seem to want the crown. Helius was too heartbroken with the death of his father and his own mate. A silent sigh left her nares.
Choices were slim as is. Three of five of the males were already seemingly spoken for. That left Silverstein and Draven. While Silverstein was a handsome male, something about him seemed chilling. Un-leadership like. She didn’t want to be put in the position of having to defend herself from a male. She wasn’t interested in raising someone to be a King beside her. Her pumpkin orange eyes glowed in the oncoming dusk, sunset came earlier and earlier in the fall. Soon winter would be upon all, and still she had no answers to offer up to the treaty. The only thing she could think of was to promote Draven to her side. Surely he would understand.
Just as she slinked through the trees after doing rounds of the borders, the shadowy man caught her attention. Her crown of bone and thorns rose, a crystal protruded from her skull from the last she saw anyone. Her spine littered in the rainbow Spectrolite gems. As she neared Draven, her breath hitched in her throat. This was entirely a leap of faith. "Draven, just the man I was looking for." She said, stopping in her tracks. "I . . . Well I’m sure you’ve heard of the situation Dawnshire is in for the peace treaty. I am in need of a male beside me, and children to offer to the other packs." Her words were spoken of plainess, but bolded. "I was hoping you could be of assistance. With this you’d become King of Dawnshire as well, beside me." Her pumpkin orange eyes looked to meet his gaze. "What do you say?"
Walk, "Talk", Think.
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BURY HER HEART
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