Candy Goals

The final phrases I’d heard from his mouth had been candy. His jail of desires was sweeter nonetheless.

In it, there was no Morrigan. No curse. No bets to tear us aside or kingdoms hanging within the stability. In my desires, there was solely us.

Damian and Nell.

Visions of happiness and fervour, twisted in bedsheets. Goals of matching rings, and the cheer of pals bumping forks on crystal rims. A mirage of a household that existed solely on this excellent, inconceivable place.

A loving hand on my spherical stomach, and echoes of child giggles that may by no means be.

Till the desires pale, and the nightmares grew to become actual.

Chapter 42

Morheim

“Nell, get up! Get up—get up—get up.” Scorching sobs rumble over my abdomen, moist and gooey. Every of them is punctuated by a tough blow to my breast bone, and my lids twitch.

The acquainted voice drags me from the candy, treacherous slumber the Shadow King imposed on me. Gone is my lover, the drugging scent of him changed by the odor of heavy salt, vinegar, and bitter almonds.

Hurried footsteps echo up the hallway, and a gush of chilly air reaches my cheeks. “Don’t contact the physique, princess. It’s not secure.”

“Keep again!” Cece’s nails dig into my chest. “You’ve been preserving her from me, performing like she’s already lifeless, however she nonetheless breathes.”

“You shouldn’t be in right here, little one. How did you sneak previous the guards?” A affected person voice asks, the light tone candy and but menacing. “Your sister’s spirit is already with our beloved Mom.”

The arduous, extra masculine voice attracts nearer. “There’s nothing you are able to do for her now. The priest is right here to finish her distress.”

“You are taking yet another step towards my sister, and I’ll finish you,” Cece says.

My mouth is pasty and painful, however I lastly handle to maneuver my lips. “Cece?” I breathe.

“Nell? Nell, are you able to hear me?”

I fail to blink, my lids too heavy to obey, like a river of sand has been poured over my eyes to carry them closed. “Cece? Is that you just?”

“Sure, Nell. I’m right here.” She presses her brow to mine, and a wave of moist tears slides down the slope of my neck. “I’m right here.”

“We’ve got to go away without delay, princess. That creature just isn’t your sister. Your sister is lifeless,” the guard pleads together with her, his voice thick with worry. “Let the priest take care of the demons that took over her physique.”

“Get out!” Cece shouts, inches from my ears.

Her small arms grip my shoulders, and I lastly handle to open my eyes. Cece is curled like a wounded beast round my lifeless physique. Her eyes are crimson, and her hair is protruding in all instructions, making her seem like a really pissed off, very harmful cat.

The guard reaches out for her. “It’s worthwhile to include me without delay.”

The priest touches his brow and chin in a silent plea. “She’s been touched by the satan, too.”

Cece squints at them, feral. “I stated get out!” An inhuman shriek reverberates off the partitions, and a forceful wind blasts them each out of the room. They pirouette and tumble to the hallway like paper dolls caught within the breeze, and the door slams shut behind them.

Magic ripples by way of the air, robust and wild, and I do know none of it got here from me.

I gawk at her. My Cece. “Did you simply do this?”

“It’s actually you.” She hits my chest once more together with her small fists. “They informed me you have been lifeless.”

I wince on the ache, and a little bit of life returns to my extremities. “I—I don’t know what occurred—” One minute, I used to be within the Shadow King’s bed room, and the following…

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