Cursed Warrior: An Epic Mythology Fantasy (Throne of Gods Book 3) by J.A. Culican

Author:J.A. Culican [Culican, J.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dragon Realm Press
Published: 2024-02-28T00:00:00+00:00

Sleep was kept at a distance that night. The halls of the royal complex were filled with Xira's screams of rage as she paced till dawn. Her heart overflowed as she thought of Karim—of his injuries and his struggles against the onerous curse. She struggled equally with white-hot anger towards Vamra, and more than once her fits nearly brought her to the dungeon with sword in hand to dole out justice. She lamented the situation and her position therein—all of it an ordeal that she should have seen coming.

This was what always happened to her.

Those she cared about were often ripped away, led to destruction as soon as she grew close to them. She half-wondered if she wasn't haunted by a secondary curse, one that consigned her loved ones to premature death and untold suffering merely for being close with her. Her friendship with Jaku had ended in tragedy because of his insistence on coming to her aid, and now Karim had been caught up in a terrible mess while serving her in the fight against the Olympians. The only thing she felt sure of in that moment was that everyone she loved would, ultimately, be taken away from her. It was a cruel thought, and it stoked the fires of her suffering all the more because she felt powerless to prevent it. She could not help that she loved him any more than she could go without food, water or rest. Karim had stolen her heart, and her will had never had a say in the matter.

“And look where that got him,” she mused, trembling with anger in her quarters. The night wore on endlessly and her attendants cowered in the passages outside, frightened of their mercurial queen. Xira marched about the premises fully armed, replaying recent events in her head and wondering what she could have done differently to avoid this dire situation she now found herself in. In the end, there was nothing to do but admit that she was not responsible for Karim's sufferings. She had not betrayed him, had not encouraged this destructive cooperation with Apollo. She had kept the secret of his curse close to her heart and had even refused to use it to her own advantage. The blame was not hers to shoulder.

Too worked up to sleep or to relax in her room, Xira stormed into the library, peering at the desks lined in scrolls and correspondence that still needed dealt with. The work had piled up during her time in Caepernus, and there were surely unanswered notes and other documents requiring her attention of whose like she had never known. The bureaucratic hassles of reigning over an empire were still mind-boggling to her, and she considered turning her ire to these mechanistic tasks instead of merely brooding. Better to channel this anger into productivity than to let it overwhelm her.

She sat at one of the desks and began looking over the unsigned memoranda there, only to stumble upon something that did not fit in with those bland missives and mercantile invoices.

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