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With my hair still dripping, I stepped into the bedchamber to get dressed. The bath had left me feeling refreshed, and I could already perceive the aroma drifting from the kitchen down the hall.
Anahita, the head maid of the Lycan Kingdom, had arrived by the King’s order to prepare breakfast, and just the scent made my mouth water.
She came with two supporting maids, each respectful, treating me exactly like the King’s woman. I had insisted on bathing alone because if the claw mark on my arm was seen, it would surely be whispered to Lycannar, and I wanted none of that.
I moved toward the rows of dresses lining the chamber, selecting one of the many expensive and attractive gowns. Shoes on, I approached the mirror and lifted the curtain to comb my hair.
As a daughter of my mother, I had been taught both how to care for myself and how to allow the maids to assist when needed.
“Mother, you taught me well,” I murmured, humming a light tune. But a cold wind suddenly swirled around the room, stopping me mid–comb.
I turned to the far end of the chamber. The curtain moved again, compelling me to rise from my seat. I approached it, curious why it was laced against the wall in such a way.
The new setting of the room revealed it. Before, when Lycannar hasn’t rearranged his chamber, this curtain and the wall behind it had been concealed.
I was about to return to my seat when my gaze caught something that made me pause. The curtain swirled once more, revealing a wall. I walk towards it to place my palm gently against it.
That was when I realized it was a door.
I hesitated, respecting Lycannar’s privacy. This was his chamber, his domain. I shouldn’t pry. And yet… this was the chamber I would one day share as his wife, his lover. Perhaps I had the right to know.
With my heart pounding, I reached for the doorknob and turned it. Stepping carefully to see I am inside a small armory.
I froze at the sight before me. A suit of war armor, two swords, and a powerful helm stood on display but no shield. Cobwebs told me it had been years since anyone had opened this chamber.
Memories of last night’s conversation resurfaced. He had said something I had overlooked in my anger and restlessness.
“Not all battles make it into history.” He has said.
I stared at the armor again, swallowing hard. As a goddess of war, I could tell rank by observing a warrior’s
armory.
Lycannar was not a foot soldier. Not even a war commander. Perhaps a war general or more. The armor whispered a single word to me.
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Lowering my gaze. I left the bedchamber. I recalled the times he sparred with me, how expertly he had cvaded my attacks. Last night, when I had been angry and throw a kick, he had moved with the same precision.
I closed the door behind me and headed walk into the bed chamber once more.
Then it struck me. His horse. A magnificent warhorse. Did that mean the Lycans had fought in battles as well?
“My lady?” A voice broke my reverie.
I turned to see Anahita standing at the threshold, head bowed.
“My lady, breakfast is ready. We will serve the table now.”
I nodded and stepped out.
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saved Gaxib before he passed. Princess Mearez cared for him at the healing wing for months, secretly, until he vanished like a thin wind.”
I paused, curiosity and awe building.
“Why would Gaxib flee?”
“He held a grudge against His Majesty. Remember, the King stabbed his mother. Blue forgave him, but Gaxib left a letter, vowing to bring hell to the Lycan Kingdom and reclaim his sister when he returned. It has been over fifteen years and yet he is not here.”
Cold chills ran down my spine.
“So Blue didn’t know her brother survived?”
“No, my lady.”
I swallowed. Lycannar’s kingdom was endlessly mysterious, and I wondered briefly why he had not told me.
Footsteps approached at that moment, and the two Lycan princesses appeared at the doorway.
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