The Werewolf King's Bride

(From Blue's Perspective)

"We have given him one dose," Doctor Dimitri said.

"Nothing has changed," I mumbled as I watched Dem's still body.

"It's been only a few hours. Give it some time. We will increase the dose again five hours later," Cyan said annoyedly.

Luc and Ruby also came here to see what happened after giving the first dose. Nothing had changed. Cyan was pretty sure if the poison gas I made was the one that poisoned Dem, he made the right antidote and it would work just fine.

I was not done with my work with the eye. I was not even halfway there. First, I needed him to get up. The eye was not the main concern. He needed to be alive to use the other eye in the first place.

I cradled my stomach. I could go into labor anytime now. I had got more birds around this place to guard the cottage. I still could not undo my command, so the birds still followed me. I had tried controlling a prisoner's mind, however, I could not. It went badly and he ended up having a bad fever.

At least, he was someone who killed a family of six. I was not doing this to an innocent person.

It was odd how I could control animals, but not werewolves. One thought occurred to me. Could I control humans, then? There was only Cyan in this world and I was pretty sure it would not work on him, no matter how little black mana he had. It was because he was my twin.

The theory suggested we could not control any dark mages, but my own speculation would not accept it. What if I tangled the dark mage's power and made my power flow through them? It was said every mage's mana had a different flow, a different design. What if I messed with the core?

"Blue!"

"Huh?" I looked to my sides at the sudden shake Luc gave me.

"I have been calling you for a while. What happened?" he asked softly. He was frustrated and impatient too, but he maintained his tone with me even if he behaved quite roughly with others these days. "Sit down."

Ruby brought me a chair and I took a seat by Dem's bed. I held his hand. The room was silent. Actually, everyone forgot to talk whenever they entered the cottage. It was like we wanted Dem to wake up, but did not want to disturb his sleep. Or, maybe we thought if we talked too much, our wish might not come true.

"I love you," I whispered. "Please come back to me. To us."

I sat there for hours. No one disturbed me. Occasionally, Luc would give my shoulders a squeeze, or hold my hand. Ruby placed a shawl around my shoulder at some point.

"Your Highness, maybe you should return to the palace. You should eat something," Ruby said after two more hours.

I shook my head. "I ate a protein bar. My tummy is full now. I cannot eat anything," I said.

"Please, Your Highness. You really should…"
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"I don't want to, Ruby. You can go back with Luc. Let me stay a little more time. I will return soon," I said.

In the end, she gave up and returned to the palace with Doctor Dimitri and Perita. Doctor Dimitri was to see my theory about how to exactly create the eye. And Perita was to guard him. Vigor, my dragon, did not want to leave my side, but when I told it to guard the palace ground instead, it accepted. It kind of whined though.

Cyan gave Dem another dose. I still stood by his side, trying to hear his breathing. I was trying to detect some kind of change, anything at all. Would his fingers move first as I saw in movies? Or, would the black veins turn to normal first? Or, would it be his lips to turn a mixture of pink and brown like his natural lips were?

"This is getting ridiculous now, Blue," Cyan said as he entered Dem's room. I looked sideways at him as I had my head on Dem's chest, lying by Dem on the bed. "Just go back. It is late at night. You have been here the whole time without moving. Are you crazy?!"

"Maybe…," I mumbled. "When will you give the third dose?"

"Tomorrow morning," he said. "I am making more now. We don't know how many doses he will need. Or, if he will live even if we give a thousand doses."

I wanted to hurl Cyan across the room. But then again, he was the one who made the antidote. I should give him a little time. If it did not work, I would probably get rid of him.

Would I?

It was not how Blue thought. But I was not the old Blue anymore. Ruthlessness was something I was getting better at in a very short amount of time. I did not care anymore about morals, virtues, right or wrong, anything.

Cyan paced around the room and stood near a window. The weather was not good. It would start snowing soon. At least, it was supposed to. But the weather of our kingdom had changed greatly recently. Even last night, it rained.

Some called it the wonder of nature. The rebels called it a coincidence. The religious rebels called it a protest of nature against a demon Queen.

Whatever it was, I loved the weather. I loved the sound of thunder, and the way rain poured. I used to hate muddy roads. But these days, I seemed to find some kind of fascination in the things I hated.

"You chose the wrong path," Cyan said.

"If you think I care about right or wrong, you are the dumbest person I have ever met," I said.

"You used to."

"I used to trust too."

"The path you chose doesn't care about morals. It is a selfish path."

"This selfish path is the only way to save this damn kingdom," I said.

"Do you even love the people here?"

"… I might not love them. Not entirely. But I care," I said. "I care enough to know that if I don't fight, they will be doomed in the hand of Azure. I will not just watch that happen, Cyan, whether Dem is physically by my side or not."