The Royals

Chapter 9

Maribell

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My Rose garden. What was I doing in my Garden. I strategically made my way through the maze of my garden. I knew the way to the center like the back of my hand but every time I made a turn I was met with a wall. What the hell. I was starting to get frustrated . I walked down my usual path making two lefts then a right but instead of getting to the center where my beautiful rose bushes awaited me I was met with yet another wall.

This time I was unable to suppress my frustration and pounded on the hedge. Tears of frustration coming out. Not only because I could not reach my garden but because in some way I knew these walls represented my inability to get to  my so called beloved.

''Dam it why must I be cursed!!!!" I screamed falling down to my knees in resignation. Why could I not be happy ? Why must everything be taken from me? My father. My Mother. My sister in law. My chance at love. My beloved wanted nothing to do with me. Why couldn't I have a beloved that loved me. If Jaxton's didn't reconsider I would lose my family's thrown. Rayle's birthright. What have I done to deserve this. What have I done to deserve any and all of the things that have happened to me.

I felt a small hand on my shoulder and froze slowly looking up I was met with a pair of light green eyes with a speck of gold in them. The little boy who appeared to be no older than four rapped his arms around my neck. His raven black hair brushing against my cheek. The strange part being that he had no scent. I stopped crying and stood up. My grey eyes locked with his.

He jumped out of my arms and grabbed my hand tugging on it in a follow me manner. I nodded in agreement a smile broke out on his face as  he started pulling me in the opposite direction. Making turn after turn until we were in front of an arc. An Arc that did not belong in my garden. As we walked through the arc I felt a surge of power pass through me. He led me to the middle towards a fountain. My fountain?? I sat down on the edge and looked down at my reflection. My pale skin had a certain glow and my usual bluish-grey eyes had a bit more blue in them.

"Maribell my dear" I turned my head in the direction of the voice and was shocked. How was this possible. This couldn't be possible unless... Was I dead.

"Celice" I asked standing up. I was her spitting image. With the exception of her eyes where as mine were a bluish-grey her's were a honey shade of hazel. She held the little boy in her arms as she approached me.

"How is this possible... You are dead.... does that mean that I too have died" I asked and she shock her head no.  Well that was welcomed news. I wasn't ready to die, nor do I think Jaxton could take the news of my death.

"Worry not, You my dear are very much alive..." She answered a kind smile on her lips as if reading my mind.

"Is he the child you saved?" I asked looking down at the small boy . she shock her head no sitting down on a stone bench and patting the spot next to her. I did as she asked letting her  grab my hand.

"No, Ryder grew to have a happy life. This child is his twin brother whom died in the womb. He is a gift from the moon goddess her self. I like you always loved children. He keeps me company in this other life.... You asked why you were cursed by the gods my dear, why is that?" I looked down at my closed fist. Where to start. My life seemed to be filled with nothing but tragedy.

"Nikko my supposed fated male rejected me. I was given a werewolf as a Beloved and he rejected me because I was a vampire, a 'leech' as he do kindly puts it... My beloved was suppose to take me into his arms and declare his love for me. He was suppose to protect me from danger , not hurt me or my people at any given chance. Leaving out the fact that I am but three years less of being a century older " I spat out angry thinking about all the obstacles.