"And this place is more likely a children's playground" Anastasia talks and I yawn silently not wanting her to know how bored I am.
She have been just pointing out places and telling me what they're meant for and the names. For once in my lifetime do I miss Magnus and his touch and whispery voice.
He makes me feel alive. Makes me feel comfortable.
This tour can't just work like this. Especially since it's his mother that have come up with....
Wait!
Is Magnus that busy, that even upto his wife he can't take her on a tour that'll last just for three days?! Is... Is... Does...
This is infuriating me right now! I thought he said he...
Well, he didn't say anything but I hope you read my thoughts now you... You... You thing!
I hate you for this! I really do!
"Are you listening? Lyla?"
Oh my God! I kept Anastasia waiting!
"Yes... I am listening mother"
She nods and continue pointing and talking about the places we pass by, telling me the names and their specific reasons for existence.
I can't get my head off Magnus. What is he doing now? Does he miss me? Is he happy with all that I offer him? Do I look pretty in his eyes?
I don't know. Why am I having all these insecurities? I don't know... I... I am having a bad feeling about this tour.
Does this Queen have a bad intention for me? What's going on?
"Umm... Mother? I think I am having a headache. Can we go back to the Castle"
She look at me sharply and a glint of hatred passes through her eyes towards me.
"I don't know what the hell you have done to my son, but you better get it off him, right now!"
What? What did I do and what is she talking about?
"Mother... Are you-"
"Don't call me, you slut!" She pushes me and I use my back to land roughly on the ground and outside the carriage.
The man riding it stops the horses and comes down when he hear me shriek and run to me and helps me up.
"What... What did I... "
"Shut up you insolent slut!"
I stare at her with tears gathering in my eyes.
The rider pats my back and before I know, he yells at the her.
"Don't talk to her highness like that!"
Anastasia stare at the rider and sneered.
"You think you can help her? Then you must be mistaken!" she comes down, but before she attempts to push me, the rider pushes her and she stagger but don't fall.
"Get her back to the palace and ask another chariot to come get me!" I yell and before I know what next is happening, the neigh of a horse makes my ear to stand erect and...
It's Sir Butler!
"Your highness!" he yells and jump off the horse before the horse even stops running and comes over to help me.
"Sir Butler... " I say silently as he grabs my arm and place on his shoulder, while I hold my ribs in pain.
"Are you hurt?" he asks me and I nod.
I remove my palm from my right ribs and a stain of blood fell down my index finger. My dress is all dirty, wet with lines of blood.
Sir Butler gasp a little when he saw this.
The carriage rider pass us and the Queen that is panting heavily in it glares at me with a very threatening eye.
"Why... Why does she seems so nice but... but-"
"Rokha have been in bondage in her hands for several years now, that's why everybody released a sigh of relief when she finally left the throne when you came" He positions me on the horse and climbs afterwards.
Flinging the ropes and the horse starts running.
"The King can kill his mother because of this"
Magnus stared at the plan on the wall, being surrounded by all the chiefs of soldiers in the army, he analyses everything.
With a bang, the doors opens.
All the head of soldiers, plus the King's head shot up immediately.
"My King the Queen... "
"Magnus!... " Anastasia yells as she run into the throne room.
"Mother? What is wrong?"
"Lyla... She's a cheat!" She yells and Von stares at her confused. All of them do, except the King.
"She wanted to... To Kill me!" she said and held her son's arm, but Magnus didn't move.
"Please be fast" Lyla whispers behind Sir Butler.
"I caught her cheating on you!" Anastasia yells and the soldiers looked at each other.
They all know how the Queen operates, her lies and actions, they know it all.
"Come my Queen" Sir Butler helps Lyla down the horse. The Maids stare at her dress and how she looks, they try to help her but she scurries to the throne room and to her husband.
"She is no Queen anyone should trust, Magnus"
Magnus stares at his mother, he didn't move nor did he say anything.
Just then, the doors of the throne room split open and in came the all dirty Lyla.
"My Queen!" Gasps and whispers filled the air as the soldiers gathered round Lyla.
"What happened to you?" Von asks with concern in his eyes
"Leave her alone! She does not deserved to be called... "
"I did nothing, your Majesty. She said we would go on a tour and when we did... "
Anastasia eyes widen and she turns and interrupt Lyla as she spoke.
"How dare you lie on your mother in law!"
Magnus stared at Lyla, his eyes scanning her thoroughly. Slowly, he moved forward. He took several steps forward and then his eyes diverted to the blood stains of Lyla on her dress. His eyes changed, that blazing fire showed again.
He place his hand on her ribs, staring into the eyes of Lyla. Sincerity is in her eyes, anger is in his.
"I didn't do anything wrong, Magnus. I swear"
"You... !"
Magnus turns and grabs his mother, that has been following him from behind, by the throat. The look and dress of Lyla doesn't just augur well with him.
"Out! All of you!" Lyla orders and everyone, around a hundred soldiers, ran out of the door except Von.
"What did you do to her?" Magnus gritted in between his teeth.
Lyla held the arm of Magnus and stroke his neck lightly.
"Forgi... " before Lyla completed her saying, Magnus yanked his hand away from her forcefully and she fell on the floor.
"Ma... Mag... Magnus? Ple.. Plea.. Please" Anastasia stuttered, loosing her breath.
"What did you do to her?" he asks again and Anastasia's complexion becomes pale.
"I... I... "
"Why is she bleeding?!" he yells and flung his mother on the ground.
Anastasia bounces on the ground and smacks the wall hard. She lies there helplessly catching her breath.
Lyla is shocked. She stare at him and he turn to her with calm eyes.
He scans her body and tears gather in her eyes.
Taking in her appearance. He turn again to his mother.
His nails are growing long again. His hands turning into paws.
He controlled himself inside but when he opens his eyes, it's red.
"Next time you mess with my wife again, you'll have it unlike like me that day" he whispers, but it can be heard all over the hall.
He swipes his hand on the face of Anastasia hard and blood splatters everywhere.
His mother have always hated him. What's the purpose of having mercy on her now?
He turns to Lyla who's mouth is covered with her hand.
Oops. He forgot his wife is here.
Lyla shakes her head slowly and takes steps backwards.
"Lyla... " But no.
Lyla ran out of the room without looking back.
"Lyla!" he yells and ran after her. The way he ran is like the run of a little boy that has been trained with speed.
Lyla is in a dress so she can't be that fast so Magnus catches up with her. He grabs her hand and she stops, still struggling to be free from him.
"Look at me" he whispers as her back got pinned to the wall lightly.
She don't look up at him but stare down beside her.
"I said look at me" Magnus whisper again, his hand on her cheek.
Lyla's breathing pace calms down and she takes a deep breath. She looks up at him and...
Love... Is all she sees.
"I... "
"It's okay" she whisper when Magnus tries to explain.
They stare and every second that passes by releases a tense intimacy between them. Each minute making it grow stronger.
Lyla's tears started flowing and she cries on the chest of Magnus. Magnus holding her in his arms.
"I... I'm sorry... I didn't know she had this type of plan for me" she says and Magnus tilts her head up.
Lyla's eyes are red now. All affecting Magnus as he too, feels like crying.
Wolves don't cry, even when they try to.
To let everything become a bit softened, he stare at her and leans forward.
Placing his wide, yet smooth and woman-like palm behind her head, he laid his lips on hers and she close her eyes to enjoy the moment.
Entangling his tongue with hers and biting her lower lip softly. Lyla raised her tongue to meet the roof of his mouth and then, he bit her lower lip harshly.
Lyla groans but it all continues.
Soon, Magnus withdrew and realized that tears had stopped flowing.
"It's okay" he whispers.