The Werewolf King's Bride

(From Blue's Perspective)

I sat beside the bed where Dem lay motionless, his lips black, his eyes shut and his veins completely dark as if his blood was not red, but black. I rested my head on his chest. He was cold, but I had hugged him like this many times; I had shivered enough times to get used to the feeling of coldness.

I found some kind of comfort even as I hugged his cold skin, not the warm ones like before that spoke of life. Now, his body and everything spoke of something different entirely. I did not want to think about it lest it should come true. What would I do then?

I had seen the look on others' faces. They were afraid to come close. They had not seen the King like this. They never expected to. Silly me! Who could even expect something like this ever?

It was Luc, who knelt on the ground by the bed and held Dem's hand. "Your dumb hand is cold, you ass," he said.

I heard Ruby sniffle. But my tears were lost. I just felt my heart breaking, but no tears came. They would, I knew they would, once I was alone in the dark. Now, my tears had frozen in the cold.

His heart was beating dimly. It would keep beating. At least, he would not die. But what if he did not wake up? Would it matter if his heart was beating or not if I could not hear his voice again, or could see his smile, even his cold face? What if his eye did not open?

'Eyes,' a voice inside me said.

'But I haven't started yet,' another voice argued.

After I created the dragon unconsciously, a lot of thoughts were running through my head. One of them was trying to create a part of life, an organ. If I could create life, why not an organ?

Cyan had said it was against the rule of the world, but he had given me a wink and added, "There is no rule saying we cannot break the rules of the world."

"There is. You just have never read religious books," I had said.

"There is no meaning of religious texts to an atheist," he had said, shrugging. "Are you a believer?"

"No."

"Then, it is not wrong to give in to the desire, even if it is breaking nature's rules."

A part of my rejoiced at the words and only said one thing. 'There are no rules of nature anyway. Nature is endless. It cannot be bound by anything. And rules are created by people to hold us back.'

I had to start working quickly. First of all, I needed to make sure no matter how Azure was trying to attack, I would be prepared. He would do it any time, mostly when I would not be prepared. But I would be.

Vagor, my dragon, was guarding the Imperial Palace. It sat at the very top of the magic tower and surveyed the entire area. It had my eyes. It knew who were enemies and who were friends.

A dragon could not be controlled, I had read in children's books. But it was true. It obeyed me because I was its mother. But it killed, because it wanted to. It killed those who wanted to hurt its mother. Its mother wanted to protect the palace, then it would do it for its mother.

Vagor. My child.

I imagined it to be the child I had lost in my first pregnancy. My child came back in the form of Vagor, to be with its mother.
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I got up and gave Dem a kiss on the forehead. "I love you," I whispered. He always loved to hear me say it. Just like he could say it a thousand times a day, he loved to hear it that many times as well.

"Calix," I said.

"Yes, Your Highness?"

"Guard well."

He was in the cottage to guard. I did not want to leave Cyan alone with Dem, so I left Calix inside the cottage and the birds that I controlled were all around it.

Doctor Dimitri was here as well. He was working with Cyan. He had planted some herbs in the front of the cottage and was working there at the moment. They needed those herbs for their work. I had seen the work progress myself as it was something I could understand. I could even suggest a few things.

I could not do it myself because I was not entirely accommodated with these kinds of work and I could not afford to risk Dem's life by wasting time.

"If we could make the same poison, it would have been very easy to make an antidote," Cyan said. "You know, I always lacked in making poisons."

I did not say anything. Luc now controlled himself and went to see Cyan's work. Luc was good at making poisons, but he had told me to do it back in the tent because he could not figure it out what kind of gas Azure might have used, or if he had used something at all. It was clear now that he had, but if it was truly a gas was something that was not clear yet.

I could make it. But my confidence scared me. What if I made a toxic gas and it got leaked? I might kill myself and not just me, but my baby as well. There was a risk.

That over confident and reckless part of me nodded vigorously.

'We can do this. You know we can do this. If this small thing scares you, how will you achieve bigger things?'

'But I don't want to achieve bigger things,' another voice said.

'Not even Dem's life? Is it not big enough?'

My confident self could be very wise. I noticed it only spoke the truth. Would I not do it even if it was for Dem?

I would. I always would.