A/N: The chapter ahead is raw, which means not been proofread yet nor edited.
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That fake redhead left to do her work. The portal was left open, so I can see her and her team pace back and forth. They're calm and attentive, which is a good quality. There is teamwork. No nonsense talking. Pure work.
"I'm hangri,"
"You're always hungry."
I raised my hands and did some light stretching. I'm sleepy.
"Hungry!!!" She shouted in my ear, annoying me.
"Fuck, then eat!"
"No money."
I glared at her.
"You're a fucking Deity or whatever you are. A creator, and you can't make anything valuable? And who the fuck charges a Deity or whatever you are over food?"
She pointed somewhere while looking into my eyes, so I followed it.
Titania looked away.
Is that...a fairy I'm seeing? Not her. That tiny thing on her shoulder.
I just rolled my eyes and whisked my hand. "She's yours."
I nodded at Hands, in general, to get me a bed or something. So, Eins and Zwei left to find one for me, stretching limitlessly.
I used Drei and Vier as swing, while Fünf and Zex are in a shape of a fan to dry my hair and cool me. Sieben and Acht? They're giving me back massage.
I yawned.
"Not gonna greet your husband?"
I looked at Skadi with sleepy eyes, "Which one?"
She scrunched her nose, "Are you boasting?"
I furrowed my brows, "I'm asking you which one, seriously. I have like---four of them?"
"Then the first? She called him a golden retriever. I dunno what that is, but okay."
That's the only time I paid him attention. He's been staring at me with his tearful eyes, patiently waiting for his turn to come. And maybe, it's true that he's a golden retriever. UT what a sight. He's stained with some bastard's blood. His mother's alive. She's on the side, receiving healing from healers.
I scanned him from his head to his toe.
I was confused.
"Who the fuck?"
Well, yeah? He looks like Watts? But that's not how I remember him? I mean, our big-ass wedding picture is hanging on the wall in the hallway, so I'm always seeing it whenever I'm going to the throne and back to my chambers. And he's fat. As hell.
But this Watts Xirquit is...goddamn.
Skadi finally left my side to eat shit.
I rest my elbow on Drei so I have something to put my head on. There, I observe him harder with stares as sticky as honey. When I turn my finger around, he got what I meant, so he turned around while wiping his tears.
I raised my hands and made a rectangle with it, like a camera. I peek through it, watching him make a whole turn.
Damn.
Hands clapped while they're intertwined with each other.
"Uh-huh. Will definitely smash and suck him dry."
I grinned.
I wonder if he's the noisy type? We'll, he's a virgin, so he will definitely make hot and sexy noises in bed.
"I like my men vocal. You should take notes," I told him as I drop my hands.
"Come here."
His siblings pulled him back to stop him, but he willingly removed their hands on him to go to me. And as he go nearer, the more I see my son's face on him. Their similarities aren't even subtle. They're practically the same, like a xerox copy of each other.
He's ugly crying on his way to me and I don't know why he's shedding so much tears. Guilty because he let his Moon die? I think there's something else, but I don't care. When he reached me, he submitted to the weakness of his knees and hugged my legs. He buried his face between my thighs, so I gently touched his head. His hair is so soft.
"I-I'm so... I'm sorry! I'm sorry... I'm sorry!"
My breathing became shaky, so I calmed myself. For some unknown reason, my heart is writhing in so much pain. Though I'm used to it, this one is different. I'm shaking, and I could feel my tears forming in my eyes.
I don't...understand.
"Why?"
He wiped his face with his handkerchief first before raising his head to look at me. His pupils dilated as soon as he saw me. I cupped his face. There, my maniacal yearning for my son distorted my reality, overwriting everything about him as Zodiac.
"My Zodiac... You've grown so much."
I-I couldn't believe it. It must be why... I thought I failed. It was a success all along!
His face was filled with dread.
"My love, why do you cry so much? It's okay. Everything's fine. Mommy is here now. See? I'm here. I will never leave you again."
My tears finally fell.
I'm just too soft for him.
But when my still-liquid tears landed on his cheek and crossed and merged with his, he suddenly pulled me down with his eyes closed to kiss me.
"Zodiac---"
I tried pushing him away because this is something we shouldn't be doing. I am his mother! He's my son!
Yet when he moved his lips, it woke me up from my twisted dream.
My son... He will never be real, will he?
So I grabbed him by the hair and pulled it back. It made him gasp in surprise, so I took the chance to accidentally slid my tongue inside his mouth. The unexpected choked him, and I almost laughed out loud when I felt his tongue moving with no direction, as if the thing is panicking and scared to death.
I couldn't handle it anymore and pulled out to laugh my ass off.
I don't know if I should call it cute---but it's so fucking cute. My virgin husband who can't properly kiss. Bet it's his first, too.
"W-What's...f-funny?"
When I saw his face, it's so red and looked so ashamed, shy, and embarrassed.
Then I stopped as soon as I got enough of it.
I smirked and sensually ran my fingers through his hair.
"Well, I just find it funny, that the sexy, hot, and handsome Watts Xirquit don't know how to fucking kiss. It's so cute. But I like my men experienced. Or with knowledge, at least."
His face became redder. I think Zodiac even got that, too. My boy gets so red easily when he's shy and embarrassed.
I calmed down, but there's still a smile on my lips. I don't know, I can't take it off my face. Maybe because I'm looking at the man that helped me in the creation of my son. Zoddy... I'm sure he would be as fine as his Daddy when he grows up. His Dad is so fine, it's crazy. Oh, I've never felt this serene.
I closed my eyes and slowly lowered my head. Our foreheads touched. My shaky breath became stable and the beating of my heart was slow and very peaceful. My mind is clear---all thoughts gone.
"I love you, Elyzena."
"Oh, I know..." Our noses touched, so I brush mine on his gently.
He hold onto my wrists, my hands still cupping his face.
"Lean on me. Please. I want to be your pillar. Let me be of use. Use me. Use me to your heart's content. I love you, I'm sorry. I'm sorry all of t-that happened to you. I will make you happy."
My heart smiled.
But our moment fell short when we both heard the sounds of metallic footsteps approaching.
I raised my head slightly and looked to my side. He stopped.
An invisible force sent Watts flying so he could take his place. He kneel in front of me.
"Elyzena,"
His voice much deeper because of the helm around his hand. He seek for the coldness of my hands.
I was drained of my emotions and expressions.
It's him.
I know it's him.
"Dryllivan."
.
.
.
"I've been waiting for you. I've been waiting for this, Darling."
I ignored his words and turn my head to where Watts is, only for Dryllivan to pan my face back to him.
"You will never look his way again, Elyzena. You will only look at me. Always."
He took my other hand and placed both on the sides of his helm.
Slowly, I pull it up.
His blue hair, an unusual and striking shade of deep azure, fell in silky waves around his face. And his features that I've fallen for were finely chiseled, more than before, with a harmonious blend of strength and elegance. High cheekbones framed his face, giving it a regal contour that bespoke his noble lineage.
His jawline was strong and defined, lending an air of resolute determination to his sovereignty. His lips, full and perfectly sculpted, held a natural, effortless grace. But it was his eyes that truly trapped me. They were a deep, intense black, similar to what I have now but with white sclera around his orbs, holding within them the depths of mystery.
Looking into my eyes, his gaze was penetrating and profound, conveying both an unspoken motive and malice.
My eyelids shut halfly.
We both saw Watts coming. Angry. So, Dryllivan raised his hand and when he pointed away, so was Watts.
The armors on his body gave up. From his cheap clothes, he turned into something more befitting to his title. Not a knight, but a Prince. He brushed his hair back, styling it into a neat, slick back hairstyle.
He kissed the back of my hands while looking into my eyes, enslaving me sweetly.
"You kissed him to provoke me." He's not even asking me.
"I did not,"
He snickered. He cleaned my lips with his thumb.
"You must be exhausted. You should rest."
And I smiled, something he did not expect so it caught him off guard.
"I am not exhausted," I said and placed my hands on his cheeks.
"---Rather, I'm pissed."
Then I snapped his neck, with Fünf slicing his neck as a fan. Zex turned himself into a bat and swing itself against Dryllivan's head, doing a whole home run. Where it went, I don't fucking care.
I pointed his body, "This, too."
Sieben and Acht carried his body and shoot it far on the other side like they're playing basketball.
"Stars will fall down and the moons will collide first must you aspire to place your reins around my neck, Dryllivan." He may be my paramour, but that's all there is between us. Our relationship is nothing more than physical. Ever since he betrayed me, my pinch of love for him died as well.
My dress was done just in time.
I stand up, ready to go, when I paused to look at my first husband who's running back to me.
"Are you alright?"
I should be the one asking him that.
"Do you want to take a bath with me?"
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"I-If you please..."
I looked back at Skadi and found her playing with the same kid I saw before. Then my stares recognized his figure. And though they widen, I almost found myself running to his way. But I stopped myself and instead left by going inside my husband's office.
Amazing.
"What do you...think? Do you like it?" He's looking at me with sparkling eyes, like the events that happened behind us didn't happen at all.
"It's nice. I like it."
The doors behind me closes. My brief reply made him smile a little. He must be expecting me to say more or be giddy about it.
"Come, this is my room."
He hold my hand and brought me to a white portal. His room is very neat and simple. It only has what's necessary.
"I'll prepare the bath."
"I want to soak in the water." I told him, so he smiled at me and nodded.
So, he brought me to his bathroom that's only good and suitable for him, that's why the tub is small.
I pulled my hand and went inside. Before hopping in, I removed my clothing and left it on the floor. I look past my shoulders and found his back facing me.
"You needn't be shy. This is all yours,"
I gently stepped into the bathtub and sat down.
"Come. Join me."
"I-I'm sorry. I can't. I respect you."
I rolled my eyes.
"Well, I don't need it. Come here."
He turned around but looking away, though.
"I only bath in milk, so fill this tub with milk and join me."
I place my hand on the edge of the tub and rest my head on it. I left enough space for him behind me.
I closed my eyes hut my consciousness is alive. He did what I said and felt the cool, fresh milk filling the tub. When it's filled, I opened my eyes and see if he will really join me or he will leave me be. He's undressing himself, his hands are shaking. He keeps on taking gulps, face so rosy.
I adore everything about him, even more when he's finally fully naked.
"P-Princess!"
He covered his lower part with his hands when he saw me awake.
I grinned.
"Get in."
I move forward to give him more space since he's a big boy.
The milk overflowed when he finally soaked in it. When he's in, I climbed on him and curled up on his chest.
"Is the milk too cold? I'm sorry, I got it from the fridge."
His voice is so sexy.
He gather my wet hair to one side and with his manly hands, he gently caressed me. I liked the way he touched me. So respectfully. I didn't know that even the strongest being will need protection and security. From a man.
"I love you. I hope you know."
I smirked, "I'd make you hate me."
He kissed my forehead, "I'm afraid that will be impossible. My greatest dream and wish is making you happy. So, please, allow me. I may not be a Prince, but know that I will do anything to give you the world."
He seek to hold my hand, so I let him take it to his lips. I look up to see him. Our face is so close to each other, just one breathe away.
I ride to sit on him. We're not breaking eye contact. He didn't break eye contact even when I'm flashing my bare upper body to him.
I trace lines on his face with my lethal claws. One scratch is enough to kill an Ancient. But a human? Hmm, they suffer.
"Silly. I already have the world," I whispered to him with a very playful grin.
I squeezed his cheeks. He kept those lips sealed, staring only at me intently.
"You deserve a good head for being a good boy."