Queen of Dreams: A thrilling dark fantasy romance adventure (The Masks of Under Book 3) by Kathryn Ann Kingsley

Author:Kathryn Ann Kingsley [Kingsley, Kathryn Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Second Sky
Published: 2024-08-26T00:00:00+00:00

ELEVEN

“To what do I owe the pleasure, Master Edu?”

Edu walked down the center of the Great Hall to find Ziza waiting for him. She stood beneath the silently twisting orrery with its three glowing glass orbs. Red, black, and now turquoise. The other four sat dormant and unlit, unmoving on their tracks.

Ylena hovered to the side and responded for him. Time was once that Edu would have talked with Ziza in private, but such days were long dead and gone. “He has come for guidance, Oracle.”

“I fear I have none to give,” came her cold response. “If I had a vision to relay to you, I would have sought you out. You know this.”

Edu’s hand fisted at his side, and he forced himself to relax. He could not very well hurt Ziza, for more than one reason. That she was the lady of a House and the Oracle of the Ancients was not enough. It was their history alone he could not bring himself to raise a fist to her.

He let his eyes slide shut as he let out a long, weary sigh.

His world stood on the brink of destruction, even as it appeared it may be saved from the void. “What would you have him do, Ziza?”

“As the Oracle, I cannot take sides.”

“He is not asking the Oracle.”

When Edu looked back up at her, her beautiful features were creased in uncertainty. If but briefly, perhaps, before they smoothed back to their placid calmness. She put even the Priest to shame in her unemotional quality.

It had not always been so.

Once, so very long ago, before Aon and his dread war… Edu and Ziza had been in love. In those days, she did not bear the burden of the Oracle. It had been before her heart and soul were torn from her like fruit from a tree, leaving her barren and empty.

He remembered those days with increasing sadness and bitterness. He had never once looked upon them fondly. Not with her always standing there, like a ghost of her former self, haunting his heart. But like a specter who walked the cold hallways of his home, she was no more herself now than smoke from a candle may be the flame.

In his pain and his jealousy, he had even subconsciously chosen and modeled Ylena to be so like the Elder of Fate who stood before him. His empath resembled the pale figure in blue. His selfish need to feel something like her in the dark reached through the veil of his mind and had guided his hand unseen to that end.

He could keenly remember the nights Ziza and he spent together, the days exploring their world, talking of the future, of the past… of nothing at all. They had been happy. It was a great boon for him to fall so deeply in love with the member of another House. Queen Ini, Ziza’s mistress, encouraged them and found great happiness like a mother in Ziza’s joy. Soon, she became his consort and stood at his side.

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