by Tiya Rayne
I flop down on my bed and bury my head in my hands. My heart is broken for the loss of Augustus. I thought my biggest problem tonight would be going against Bartus and trying not to jump Assassin’s bones.
I don’t know what has gotten into me, lately it feels as if all I want to do is roll around in the sheets with Assassin. He can walk in a room or someone can mention his name and I’m all over him. I spoke to Miriam and the other girls about this. They all asked if Assassin had given me something red to drink. He hadn’t. My behavior was uncanny. I was going from extremely horny to extremely nervous about the naming ceremony.
I look down at William and Matthias sleeping in their bassinet. I was proud of the names I had chosen and from the look on his face, Assassin liked my decision as well.
“I still say you should have named them fat one and loud one.” Tipper says from her spot in the middle of my bed.
When I do not acknowledge her, she picks up on my mood.
“What’s wrong, Girl?” She shoves her head in my side demanding that I pet her.
“Augustus is dead and our enemies have us trapped.”
“Do not worry, Girl. I will protect you.” Her words were enduring but they brought me no warmth. I scratch behind her tiny ear before getting up from the bed.
“I’m going to take a bath,” I say to Miriam. “Maybe it will help me relax.”
I doubt it. I’m heartbroken, scared, and worried. Heartbroken at the loss of another dear friend. Scared to have the Dark King’s soldiers so close to us and worried about Assassin. I wanted him here with me where I knew he would be safe, but I knew that he was needed elsewhere.
“Okay, I’ll stay here with the boys.”
I slip into the massive bathroom of the borrowed room and shut the door. I fight the urge to cry. They do not need my tears right now. Even though my heart splinters as I think about Augustus, I have to be strong.
“Hello, my queen.” An unfamiliar voice startles me.
Immediately a body crashes into me sending me up against a wall. A hand comes over my mouth.
“Before you think of screaming and alerting your guards, you should know I am faster than them. I can trace into that room and behead your young maid before they could even register the sound of your voice.”
Those words keeps my mouth sealed.
“Tipper.” I call out for my little Familiar.
“And don’t try to reach out to the Familiar either, I will know.”
That shuts down my other option. I don’t know if this man is serious or not, but I couldn’t take the risk.
“I’m going to let you go now, you will turn around slowly.” He advises.
I do as he ask when his hand moves away from me.
“You?” it was the green-eyed elf I had met in the Southern Kingdom. He helped me off the ground when Assassin and Rykan were arguing.
“Who are you? How did you get through Avalia’s barrier?”
“The name is Phillisius.” He says taking a bow as if he was a gentleman. “And the barrier is to keep people out, I was already here.”
Phillisius was not as tall as Assassin or Rykan and he was much leaner as well. However I knew he was not to be taken lightly. He had long Blonde hair that fell to his waist, a widow’s peak and a cleft chin accentuated by sharp cheek bones. He was a pretty male with those sparkling green eyes, but I could tell he was unstable. He was like a lion, though they looked like large beautiful cats you can see the wild savagery in their eyes. This elf was dangerous.
“You’re an elf.” I state.
“That I am.”
“I won’t let you hurt my babies.”
If I had to die fighting this elf then that is what I would do before I let him anywhere near my boys.
“I don’t care about those bastards.”
“Then what do you want?”
A slow smile slides across the elf’s face.
“My employer desires you. And well, I have a score to settle with your lover.”
“I reckon your employer is the Dark King?”
“Yes. As much as I want to slit your throat and let the assassin find your lifeless body, I must refrain. Besides, this plan works best for the both of us.”
I highly doubt it works out for me, but it won’t hurt to listen.
“And what is this plan?”
Phillisius leans back on the side of the sink, looking casual as if he is having a chat with an old friend.
“How much do you care about these people?” He waves his hand out in front of him. “At this moment the Dark King’s army has this place surrounded. I’ve been watching your army and not only do you not have the numbers to stop us, but you lack the talent. By the time the sun sets on the morrow, the elf queen’s barrier will have weakened. Which is all I need to have the Dark King’s army trace into your camp by way of the portals I’ve been setting up all day. By sunrise the next morning, all your friends will be dead.”
I gasp at the realization. No matter what we did, we were never going to win this. The Dark King had prepared for all outcomes. Bartus really had fooled us.
“But,” Phillisius goes on to say.
There is a gleam in his eyes as if he’s about to tell me his favorite part of the story.
“You can save them. All you have to do is come back to the Northern Kingdom with me. The moment you do, the Dark king will withdraw his armies. Your friends will live to fight and die another day. So, how much do these people really mean to you?”
I knew what would happen when I went to the Northern Kingdom. I knew what the Dark King wanted from me. The thought of another man touching my body is repulsive. I could never imagine giving myself to anyone but Assassin. However, the conversation with Avalia flashes through my mind. “Something will be required of you…. There will come a time in this war, when the odds will be against us….. It will be then that you will need to make a decision.” Was this the life changing decision I was supposed to make? I can’t bear the thought of leaving behind my sons and the man I loved to be with anyone else. However, if this was the only way…
“I’ll go,”
Phillisius looks as if he never even doubted that would be my decision.
“But I ask one thing.”
“You’re not in the predicament to ask favors.”
“I’ll ask it all the same. Give me one night. Allow me to spend one night with my boys. If you do I will go with you in the morning without any fight.”
Phillisius strokes his chin as if he is thinking about it.
“I’ll give you until midnight. You will meet me in the atrium. Do you know where it is?”
I nod.
“That is the only amendment I will give you. Just so you know, this comes with a favor, human. One I will call on in the future. Do we have a deal?”
There was nothing I wouldn’t give this man to spend my last bit of freedom with my boys.
Again I only nod to the elf.
“I’ll see you tonight. And if you think about telling anyone, I will drive my sword through the little female elf’s heart.”
He didn’t have to warn me, I wasn’t going to tell anyone of my plans. I was doing this for everyone here. I was giving up my heart, so that they could survive.
After Phillisius left I never took that bath. I spent most of the night with my boys. I held them and kissed them and cried. Everyone chalked up my tears to Augustus’s passing. I didn’t even have time to mourn my dear friend before I was pushed into another problem. Close to eleven, when Mogo, Tipper and Miriam had been sleep for a while I made my way to my sleeping babies.
I stroked each of their heads as I stared down at them. “I love you, boys. I don’t want you to ever forget me,” I fight back the sob. “William, you take care of your brother and try not to break too many hearts when you grow up.” Even though he was fast asleep my eldest gave me a smile as if he heard my plea. “Matthias, you are named after two great men. I know you will honor those names well. Try not to be too stub
born. And please let Miriam feed you the mother’s milk.” I quickly wipe away the tears that fall.
With one last kiss I leave my bedroom. I can’t leave without saying goodbye to one last person.
Hyland follows me to Assassin’s room in the tallest spire of the glass castle. When I walk in Assassin is lying on his back in the bed. He came to my room after securing the castle, but I asked that he allow me to meet him in his room later tonight. I knew he would be able to read me easily and I couldn’t risk tipping him off.
Although this isn’t the first time I’ve been in his room, it is the first time I’ve stopped and paid attention to it. His room was very masculine with heavy dark furniture. A goliath size bed took up most of the room. It was dark, nearly black wood with a canopy just like one you would find in a king’s bedroom. A King Chair sat in the corner made of that same black wood. Across from the chair was a huge wardrobe. A large fire place faced the bed and a coat of arms lay over it. There wasn’t much decoration to the massive room. Only a small silver picture frame sat on his bedside table. I picked the picture up to take a closer look and smiled.
“I remember this picture.” I say.
He turns to look at me. The entire time I have been in his room he’s been lying on his back in the center of the bed with his eyes closed.
“It is still one of my favorite pictures of yours.”
I place the picture of the white butterfly on top of my small finger back on the side table.
“What’s wrong, Lilly. Talk to me,” Assassin pulls me down on to his chest.
I wish I could tell him about Phillisius and what he wanted me to do. I wish he could solve this so I wouldn’t have to go, but I knew that there was nothing he could do.
Assassin had already explained that if Avalia’s barrier could not hold, we would be in trouble. The only other option was to trace me and the boys back to the human realm where we would be safe. For a while, at least. Artimus and Fisgal have sent for reinforcement, but it would take at least a week for their troops to come. And without Bartus’s soldiers we were even more unequipped. It appears the soldiers that were here with us had no idea of Bartus’ betrayal. They have since pledged their allegiance to Avalia. I told him about the women from the Eastern Kingdom. He said that it would still take four days for them to get here. The dark army would be here in three, less than that if I didn’t go with Phillisius’s plan.
There was no way out of this.
“Will you make me a promise,” I turn my face up to look at him.
“Anything you want.”
I smile because I knew he meant those words.
“Will you love my boys as if they were your own?”
His brows bunch together as if my question confuses him. He lifts a hand up and drags his finger lightly over my bottom lip.
“You never have to ask me that. I already love them because they are mine. I was there when they were born, Matthias shares my name, and I love their mother. They are my boys.”
He bends down and kiss my lips and I know it was only meant to be quick to reassure me, but I can’t let him go.
I dive my tongue into his mouth tasting him. My hands fight feverishly to remove my hooded cloak. As soon as it’s gone I’m up on my knees pulling the beautiful ceremony dress over my head. The need to feel his skin against mine was burning me up. I do all this never once breaking our kiss. When I am completely naked except for my panties I sit up on my knees and straddle his waist looking down at him.
“Why do I feel as if you are trying to tell me something?” his voice is raspy with his need.
His hands rest on my thighs as he swallows up my naked body with his eyes.
“Because I am,” I explain. “I’m telling you that I love you, and that I would sacrifice all that I am for you and my boys.” I bend down and kiss any response he has from his lips.
Not only was I telling him how much I loved him, but this was also a goodbye. I show him with my kiss how much he means to me, I show him with the way my fingers run though the hair at the back of his neck.
I feel the tug of my panties as he rips them off. I raise up as I tug down his pants and pull his large heavy erection out in my hand. Just the way he moans when I touch him turns me own. I look directly in his eyes as I hold him in one hand, line him up with my entrance and slowly glide down on to him. I’m fully drenched, but even so the process is slow. I ease on to him taking him inch by slow inch.
“Uhhh!” we moan in unison.
He feels so good. Half way down and already I feel as if he’s as far inside me as he can go. I bite into my bottom lip and force myself all the way down. I’m so full.
“Lilly, I swear as long as I live, I will never get enough of you.”
His words spur me on. I brace my hands on his chest and lift up slowly then drop back down.
“Fuck!” he hisses.
If this is the last time I will get to feel this with him, I am going to make every minute of it count. I use my legs and hands to lift and rock on to his erection. Assassin never lets go of me as I buck and grind on top of him. My body is covered in perspiration as I ride him as hard as I can. When my body gets weak nearing my orgasm he grabs my hips and guides me the way he wants me. My orgasm hits me so hard I nearly black out. I come screaming his name so loud I’m sure the entire castle heard me. He doesn’t pull out, instead just flips me over and lies down on top of me. With only his elbows keeping his weight off my body he rocks into me slow and deep. His eyes stare back at me. I used my body to tell him that I was making this sacrifice for him and the boys. Through his eyes he was telling me that he was deeply in love with me and that I never had to worry about anything. I wish that were true.
I’ve had my world rocked by Assassin these last few days. I’ve had him take me fast, hard, and slow. I’ve even had a few quickies when we could only steal a few minutes away. I’ve loved every single moment we were together. But the way he’s looking at me with so much love and adoration, the way his body moves inside mine, this time is the best. It is because I know that Assassin is making love to me. I feel it deep inside me, as if our souls were aligning. That’s why the tear slips from my eyes. He quickly kisses it away.
No words were said between us, we just let our bodies speak.
When I come the second time I keep my eyes on him, and he does the same.
He stays inside me long after he has gone flaccid.
When he finally pulls out of me and lies facing me in his sheets, I ask, “Did you mean what you said about always coming for me?”
“Absolutely. I’ll find you anywhere.”
I smile, knowing that he really would.
“Then I’ll wait forever for you.”
He places a kiss on my forehead and I watch him as he falls asleep.
“You came.” Phillisius says sitting on one of the benches beneath a water fountain.
“I told you I would.”
“And you are alone.” He wasn’t asking me, so I didn’t answer.
“Are we going to leave or what?” I demand.
I wasn’t in the mood to play these games with Him.
Phillisius lifts up from his spot on the bench and walks over to me. I didn’t expect the backhand which made it hurt worse. He hit me so hard I bit into my tongue. He then grabs my hand and I feel as if I’m falling. Cold air whirls around me, when it stops he let me go.
“You asshole.” I shout pushing at his chest. “You didn’t have to hit me, I said I would go.”
He chuckles. “You wouldn’t have survived that far of a trace. Pain dulls the effects of tracing.”
I did realize that I didn’t have the usual dizziness and urge to black out. It also explains why I didn’t pass out the night Assassin traced me away from the Black Forest the night of my boys’ birth. Still he could have warned me.
“Hello, my queen.”
That voice.
My heart starts to pound in my chest. It couldn’t be. I turn around and gasp at the sight.
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“Nevy?”
A cruel hungry smile lights his scarred face. “Welcome home, baby!”
To Be Continued…….
Book V: The Final Book
Note from the Author
My name is not really Tiya Rayne, it is a pen name that I chose to represent the two most important girls in my life, my daughters. I do, however, write Young Adult books under my real name, K.C. Connor. I’m an avid reader and writer. I have an unhealthy relationship with chocolate and I’m known to hide numerous bags of jelly beans around my house. When I’m not reading or writing (which is rare) I’m trying to master this thing called parenting. I’m married to my high school sweetheart and we live in Kentucky with our three children.
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Other books by this Author
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Lilly I
Lilly II
Lilly III
Lilly V (Coming Soon)
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The Return
The Dagger
The Originals (Coming Soon)
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