Skhemmaria's POV.
I stood frozen, watching as the portal closed behind them. My brother finally knows where his mate is, I got to give to him though; his patience on taking the throne was remarkable.
Unlike myself, I'm the opposite of patient because my birth right will soon be handed over to him and I'll have nothing. He was smart that I must add, hiding the coordinates of her whereabouts; if he returns with her am surely doomed.
Kill his mate he also dies, end of discussion.
Oh yeah, I'm surely planning on being queen soon but these stupid rules that bind this kingdom weigh me down. Why can't I rule? Is It because I'm a woman? Or maybe they deemed us unworthy but still come to us when in need to produce offsprings. If my brother becomes king I'll surely be married off somewhere, stupid rules. I just want to be acknowledged as someone more than a key to an alignment of kingdoms; being married off to someone I'd never love. A consort, me?
Kings of these lands are always ready to trade their daughters pussy to benefit them and there reign. I'm sure that's what's going to happen to me very soon; not if I have a say. I must become queen and queen I shall be; by any means necessary.
" Your highness," my thoughts where cut off by the court messenger. " Your called on by the court," he bowed his head. My throat was suddenly dry, is it time?
" Why?" I managed to ask without giving off my internal turmoil.
" A god requests for you," he replied timidly. A god requests for my presence? Which God is that? Instead of asking to many questions I decided to cure my curiosity by following the messenger, who led the way in silence.
" Then so be it," my father's voice boomed as I entered the courts. The room was eerily quiet tension was thick in the air threating to chock me. The god was in the centre his back to me facing my father. He was huge, his whole body decked in amor like he was prepared for battle. His blonde hair was in curls that touched the nape of his muscular neck, which was so think. Something about him made my heart race, it was a strange pull it felt good but strange.
Mate? Ira asked in my head and I denied, it can't be. How can Venus pare me with a god, that's absurd.
" You can have my daughter," my father's words brought me back to reality. I felt ice creep in on my body freezing my heart and body at the realization of my father's words . Heaviness settled on my chest knocking all the oxygen out of my lungs; I was hyperventilating. No one noticed because I was at the back of the room and their attention fixed on the duel between the King and the god.
No! I will not be somebody's consort even if that someone's a god, even if they threaten to end me. I took steady deep breaths to calm myself.
" But," my father continued," you must sign this." He motioned at the scroll he now held in his hand. I was too panicked to have noticed it. I couldn't help but wonder what the scroll was about. My curiosity was soon brought to rest before it was voiced out.
" It's an enchanted agreement made by Venus herself certifying that you be bound to my daughter," no! " Forever," he stated. His words cut through me like a bullet making my vision blurry. No! I should be allowed to choose if it comes to that. This is far worse than becoming a consort, I cannot live with that.
The gods massive body shook with laughter drawing back to reality. His laughter was throaty, smooth as velvet it made my insides churn. He chuckled," oh, I'll surely sign it". Am doomed.
" Because I instead on keeping her," he said in one breath before pausing to add," forever". I couldn't see how tightly my father set his jaw, but why? Isn't he suppose to be rejoicing?
The court servant was handed the scroll, I watched as she walked towards the god before getting down on one knee and holding the scroll open above her head. He was about to sign it, quill in hand but before he could I stopped him.
" Wait!" I exclaimed breathlessly. I was still finding it hard to breath as I made my way to the middle of the court room the heel of my knee high black boat clinking against the white marble floor of the court room. I stopped only when I was facing my parents giving my back to the god; not caring to see his face. I could feel his eyes drilling holes from the back of my head and back before lingering on my ass.
He never bothered to turn when I interrupted him as if he knew I was there.
Mate? Ira asked again making my heart stop. She also doesn't understand what's going on and the pull we feeling from him.
Ignoring her I said out loud," I will not have this father". I was still fighting off the urge to look at the god behind me whose heated gaze is now lingering on the back of my skull. I could feel it he wants me to look at him, but if I do I'd be doomed. I must have a word with Venus this isn't normal.
" It's for the kingdom's good Skhem," my father said breaking my line of thought.
" Oh, so sacrificing my life saves the kingdom?" I asked. " My life must end for everyone else's to begin?!" I shouted when he didn't respond. I was angry, how dare they?
" Sire may I speak?" A minister said addressing my king who gave him a slight nod. " As the princess of our kingdom it is your duty to do what's best for your kingdom, be it b--."
I cut him off.
" Then make me queen!"