Chapter 14: Lady Cecil

Lucian

That dinner invite was stressful all around. But at least it was fun. I got to poke fun at Isla and make her sweat a bit. I had been working her like a fiddle, and when I would come back a hundred times stronger, she’d lose that bet she’d so carelessly met. I couldn’t wait to see her face when I tear down those shadow elps with ease!

Ah, there was nothing more satisfying then shutting up a brat.

After dinner, I took a walk alone around the manor. At this point the guards knew who I was, even though it felt like they had their eyes around me. I wanted to be a step ahead, and see what I’d be getting myself into once I returned. There was a lot of ground to cover, but I hadn’t seen anything too alarming. Then again, Isla had said perimeter—the radius could stretch as far as the Rasani manor wanted to. But for now, I didn’t want to get too close without meeting with the mother spirit first.

That night, I went to bed, and fell asleep faster than I could start counting sheep. That delicious meal had given me the itis, and I was planning on being in a food coma until I woke up the next day bright and early.

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The next morning was promising—I didn’t know why I was feeling so damn nervous. Could be because I’d had a nightmare about my last date, Nicole almost having had put me to bed permanently. She’d looked downright monstrous, with a face that was worse than any fictional beast I’ve heard of. With skin as dark as shadows, and blades for arms, ready to send me six feet under. I couldn’t get rid of the picture of the malice engraved in her vicious face, coming after me because of my association. But could she have been who was behind the other homicides? That body from the shore, the one abandoned along the train tracks—could she have been the one who killed my mother so brutally?

Cai confirmed there were others, but that nightmare got my head moving. I rolled on my back on the bed, waking up an hour earlier than scheduled. My fingers strummed along the gem on my necklace, trying to figure out if my father had an idea that could have been a potential target. I still couldn’t get why he left so abruptly. He must have known those shadow elps were on earth. Did he feel guilty and vanish because of what had happened to mom?

I had to imagine it had something to do with it. Because he had this necklace before I did, didn’t he? He only gave it to me at my mother’s funeral. And then, poof. No more dad.

Crazy thing was all this time I figured this curse in New York got to him, and that he had died, and no one discovered his body yet. Now, I knew for a fact he’d just left, without telling anyone a damn thing.

I didn’t want to catch myself being angry at Kiran, but I was. Now that I thought about it, all of this could have been avoided if he had just been honest with the family, instead of hiding the fact that he was a freakin’ god of another planet. For Christ sake. I guess back then I wouldn’t have been very open minded to the possibility, seeing as I’d seen a shadow elp recently, and I was still in denial.

At first.

Now I was just scared that I’d been convinced, treading cautiously, hoping that I’d be ready for when one sprung out to get me.

After all, my survival here was crucial. I needed to avoid being shadow food for The Void.

I got up, got washed, dressed, and headed out with my gear out the door. Down the hallway I didn’t expect to see Cai, who happened to be closing the door to her bedroom as well, all ready to head on out. She gave me a glance of recognition, then shyly drew those exotic eyes of hers away before she greeted me. “Good morning, Lucian…”

“Hey Cai!” I beamed. “I actually didn’t expect you to be up already.”

“I couldn’t sleep.”

 “W-why?”

“Not sure. Maybe I’m just jittery from the champagne, being underage and all.”

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Ugh, I couldn’t help it, I broke out bawling!

She had me in near tears with that dry joke! And coming from Cai, it was ten times funnier!

She was always so serious, so I was glad she’d learned to open up with me. Her sarcasm was what I needed this morning, a dose of comedy. I walked up to her and gave her a hug, the top of her ivory hair barely meeting my chin.

“You’re not still sour about what I said last night, are you? I was just messing with you, Cai.”

She didn’t say a word back to me, merely holding me around my waist while her chest pounded mine.

“I thought you were tight about what happened between us. You were being passive, and I wanted to break you out of it, thinking you’d lash out at me for being crude. You didn’t take my bait, and I’m sorry if I gave you the wrong impression. I just wanted you to talk to me again, is all. Truce?”

“Truce…”

I peeled back an inch, Cai still hiding her face from me. I took her by the chin, lifting her beautiful eyes my way. “And besides, you look great for two hundred.”

She smiled at me sweetly. “Thank you, Lucian.” She released me, but her face gave way to needed more out of me. I wasn’t sure what, so I waited for her to direct me about it, but when she started to look like she was about to say something, “Lucian, I…” she broke her train of thought, looking at me like I killed her puppy or something.

“What is it, Cai?”

She sighed, dropping her shoulders, and biting her lip at me. “Nothing.”

“Are you sure we are square?”

“Of course.”

“Great! Come on, I smell breakfast downstairs. I want to grab something before we head back out.”

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Cecil made us these egg-filled buns, super fresh, and I was super grateful! I tucked away half a dozen for the road, and the kinder of the ladies made sure we were well fed with a breakfast feast that I’d never seen before. We ate at the backyard this time, where Cecil emphasized the importance of being around the sun in Ligera. It’s where all of their light powers came from, that, and the embodiment of the light’s rays, being my father. Cecil also brought up a bit of her history, of how her husband had died two years ago at the war, and how bad Isla had taken it. She blamed herself for her father’s death, because she was supposed to have been there by his side during the battle. Cecil said she refused for good reason, and that while Isla was training under her father, she was far from ready to tackle these shadow elps alone.

It was why Isla made it her personal mission to guard her father’s estate. She felt as through that was the best she could do granted the outcome of the war. Cecil admitted Isla was always hard to get close to, but after Harold had died, Isla closed herself off even more.

Personally, I understood where she was coming from, and didn’t hold Isla’s attitude against her. Really, I saw breaking her as a challenge, now that I knew what she was about, I could reach out to her better.

A fighter at heart, much like my pops.

She was giving me that energy anyway, because she was as tough as nails. I then wondered if she’d be interested in joining Cai and I in our quest to purge this world of shadow elps. I had to imagine Isla wouldn’t stray too far from her work at home, but it didn’t hurt to ask her mother.

“Hmm, I cannot say I see her traveling outside of Rasani,” Cecil replied, with a teacup along her red painted lips.

“Well, it was just a suggestion, seeing as she loves getting her hands dirty,” I finished. While my plate was empty, my mind was full, thinking outside of the box here. But then, if I manage to get Isla pregnant, then I’d rather her stay put, outside of the field, and inside of her home.

“If you’d like, I can bring it up to her. She disappeared on me this morning. Probably out in her little playpen,” she giggled.

“Her playpen?”

“Yes. That’s what I call her training hut. She trains almost every morning.”

“Heh, gotta love a committed girl.”

“Yes, if there’s one thing that is strong about Isla, it is that she is very disciplined.” She smiled. “She gets that from her father,” Cecil said, before she reached over the round table, taking my hands into hers. “I know she can be a tough little nut to crack, but I assure you, my daughter is devoted to her people, and she will do everything in her power to preserve it. I only ask that you be patient with her, prince.”

“Ha, you can just call me Lucian, Lady Cecil.”

She smiled warmly.

“And don’t worry, I’m not easily offended. I actually like your daughter and her spunky and fresh attitude.”

Her face lit up. “Enough to call her your mate?” She gasped, reeling back into her seat, flattered. “I’d be the happiest mother in all of Ligera! To have my daughter being one of the prince’s brides!”

“Eh, ehm, well, we may be thinking too ahead of ourselves, here!” I claimed, my collar getting all stuffy.

“I am sorry, Lucian, I just got so excited! No rush, you have time to decide. For now, simply focus on coming back to us, so you can clear our land, and breed my daughter!”

I was glad she was so enthused about both of those things. Cecil later brought up a special light trait that I could get later once awakened. She mentioned that she had a bright smile, bright enough to light up an entire room. I thought she was being modest, her smile could light much more than a room! But Cai told me she was referring to her light beam that she could emit from her mouth, hence that joke about her blindingly white teeth.

Cecil didn’t mention anything about Isla’s special light powers, so I had to assume she wasn’t born with any special gifts like Cai and Lady Cecil. But I was curious to see if this visit to the temple would unlock any special traits within these hybrid bones, because I was tired of being powerless.

“Oh, miss Janei!” Cecil beamed, both Cai and I looking toward the direction she was turning to from the table. One of her house maids walked in with a crying baby in a swaddle, Cecil reaching her arm out ready to take the baby from her. “Is it feeding time already?”

“Yes, my lady,” Janei’s flowery voice begged, crouching over to hand Cecil the infant. She looked like she was a month old, but I could be wrong. But when Cecil started to lift up her top, I soon realized what she meant by feeding time.

Her breast was engorged, with skin so revealing that I noticed those blue veins running down them. Her fleshy saucer areola stared back at me mesmerizingly, and while I knew it was rude to stare, I couldn’t help but lock eyes with that tempting nipple poking out at me.

“Lady Cecil, I didn’t know you have a baby,” Cai curiously said.

“Oh no, she isn’t mine. Merrick’s wife died three months ago from birth. I offered to help him raise his newborn. Merrick is one of my most trusted guards. I owe it to him to help raise his only daughter.”

“That’s sweet of you, Lady Cecil,” I complimented, my voice coming off as sluggish while my eyes glued to her latching the baby on her huge nipple. “So very sweet…”

“He is lucky—a lot of shadow elps tend to prey on the weak and vulnerable as easy targets. Because of this, he would never leave Yanchi’s side. So I told him if he feels safer within these walls, he is more than welcome to bring his child here. Yanchi and had grown close ever since.”

Cecil must have caught me staring, because her question jabbed me right in my chest. “Are you excited to have one of your own in nine months?”

“Huh?” I lifted my head up toward her. “Oh-ugh, yeah! Yeah, of course! I’m excited, a bit nervous too, but, mostly honored, really, to father so many kids.”’

“And you’ll make a great father and lover to your mates, Lucian…”

Heh, it was time to pull back that collar. If I didn’t know better, it looked like Cecil was tossing me bedroom eyes again. I might have given her a white lie back there—sure, I felt honored, but the excitement was somewhat fabricated. I’d be scared shitless for my offspring. They would be scattered throughout the districts. How was I going to protect all of them at the same time? Part of being a father was protecting and providing for your family. I had so much ground to cover, and I felt overwhelmed with the concept of ditching as part of Cai and I’s agreement. I wanted to be there for my kids. I didn’t want to abandon my children like my father did…

After a delicious breakfast, Cai and I finally made our way out the front door, waving Lady Cecil goodbye.

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