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Authors: Felicity Heaton
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The battles are growing quieter. It will
not be long until the military has them under control. It is safe
here.”
“ With you,” she
whispered with half a smile. “You wouldn’t let anything happen to
me.”
His heart warmed at her
belief in him and her trust. She was right. He would never allow
anything to happen to her.
He was surprised when she
tilted her head back and started singing softly. The melody was one
that he recognised but hadn’t heard in a long time. She had been
singing it the night that he had first heard her.
He had been en route back
from his first mission as a commander and she had been walking the
garden, the only light that of the crescent moon and the bright
stars. She had been only fifteen then but her voice had been
beautiful.
Only not as beautiful as
it was today.
He had listened to her
many times throughout her childhood and even more often when she
had reached eighteen. He had allowed her to see him then, to know
the presence of the assassins and to see how she reacted to him.
She had been so fascinated that she had stopped singing.
Her beauty had stopped his
world from spinning.
The moon had been shining
down on her, highlighting her pale gown and the silver threads that
ran through her hair, holding it back. He had fallen for her then.
She had looked like an angel.
With a voice that
matched.
No.
“ Iskara’s
angels have no voice to compare to yours,” he whispered, unsure
whether he wanted her to hear.
She faltered and looked at
him. Her voice died away and he cursed himself for speaking. She
was looking at him with such questioning eyes. They demanded
answers and he would give them to her.
“ I have always
listened to you sing.” He somehow managed to hold her gaze and keep
his voice steady. “You have a beautiful voice… although I preferred
it when you were younger.”
She frowned.
“Why?”
“ Because your
songs were only for my ears then.”
Her lips parted, her mouth
falling open as she blinked at him. Iskara, he wanted to kiss her.
He wanted to confess everything—he loved her more than anything. No
male could ever love her like he did.
Crimson touched her cheeks
and she averted her gaze.
He cursed again. He hadn’t
wanted her to turn quiet or be ashamed. He should have kept silent
and let her sing. She had obviously been trying to calm her nerves
and he had ruined it with his foolish words. As though a princess
could ever love someone like him.
She pulled his jacket
closer around her, her fingers slipping into the pockets to hold it
closed. He froze when she frowned and looked down at one of the
pockets. She reached a little further in and his heart
stopped.
Natalia slowly pulled the
heart pendant from his jacket pocket and held it up in the
light.
Her eyes shot to
his.
Ixion swallowed
hard.
This was going to go
horribly wrong.
****
Chapter
6
Natalia stared at the
pendant dangling in front of her, still shocked from finding it.
Why would Ixion have the pendant that she had set her heart on at
the festival but hadn’t been able to afford?
Her heart whispered that
he had bought it for her but that didn’t make any sense at all.
Ixion couldn’t afford to buy such an expensive item and, even if he
could, why would he buy it for her?
She slipped down from the
stage and came to stand in front of him. Staring down at him, she
waited to see if he was going to explain. She knew that he wasn’t a
thief but she needed to hear him say it. She needed to know why he
had the pendant that she had wanted.
“ Princess
Natalia.” The sound of her name spoken in his deep voice sent a
shiver tripping down her spine and her stomach warmed. “I can
explain.”
She touched the stone at
the same time as he did. It turned black. He snatched his hand back
and the heart turned purple again.
She hadn’t realised that
it could do such a thing. No wonder it was expensive. Whatever it
was made from, it wasn’t a cheap stone that
not be long until the military has them under control. It is safe
here.”
“ With you,” she
whispered with half a smile. “You wouldn’t let anything happen to
me.”
His heart warmed at her
belief in him and her trust. She was right. He would never allow
anything to happen to her.
He was surprised when she
tilted her head back and started singing softly. The melody was one
that he recognised but hadn’t heard in a long time. She had been
singing it the night that he had first heard her.
He had been en route back
from his first mission as a commander and she had been walking the
garden, the only light that of the crescent moon and the bright
stars. She had been only fifteen then but her voice had been
beautiful.
Only not as beautiful as
it was today.
He had listened to her
many times throughout her childhood and even more often when she
had reached eighteen. He had allowed her to see him then, to know
the presence of the assassins and to see how she reacted to him.
She had been so fascinated that she had stopped singing.
Her beauty had stopped his
world from spinning.
The moon had been shining
down on her, highlighting her pale gown and the silver threads that
ran through her hair, holding it back. He had fallen for her then.
She had looked like an angel.
With a voice that
matched.
No.
“ Iskara’s
angels have no voice to compare to yours,” he whispered, unsure
whether he wanted her to hear.
She faltered and looked at
him. Her voice died away and he cursed himself for speaking. She
was looking at him with such questioning eyes. They demanded
answers and he would give them to her.
“ I have always
listened to you sing.” He somehow managed to hold her gaze and keep
his voice steady. “You have a beautiful voice… although I preferred
it when you were younger.”
She frowned.
“Why?”
“ Because your
songs were only for my ears then.”
Her lips parted, her mouth
falling open as she blinked at him. Iskara, he wanted to kiss her.
He wanted to confess everything—he loved her more than anything. No
male could ever love her like he did.
Crimson touched her cheeks
and she averted her gaze.
He cursed again. He hadn’t
wanted her to turn quiet or be ashamed. He should have kept silent
and let her sing. She had obviously been trying to calm her nerves
and he had ruined it with his foolish words. As though a princess
could ever love someone like him.
She pulled his jacket
closer around her, her fingers slipping into the pockets to hold it
closed. He froze when she frowned and looked down at one of the
pockets. She reached a little further in and his heart
stopped.
Natalia slowly pulled the
heart pendant from his jacket pocket and held it up in the
light.
Her eyes shot to
his.
Ixion swallowed
hard.
This was going to go
horribly wrong.
****
Chapter
6
Natalia stared at the
pendant dangling in front of her, still shocked from finding it.
Why would Ixion have the pendant that she had set her heart on at
the festival but hadn’t been able to afford?
Her heart whispered that
he had bought it for her but that didn’t make any sense at all.
Ixion couldn’t afford to buy such an expensive item and, even if he
could, why would he buy it for her?
She slipped down from the
stage and came to stand in front of him. Staring down at him, she
waited to see if he was going to explain. She knew that he wasn’t a
thief but she needed to hear him say it. She needed to know why he
had the pendant that she had wanted.
“ Princess
Natalia.” The sound of her name spoken in his deep voice sent a
shiver tripping down her spine and her stomach warmed. “I can
explain.”
She touched the stone at
the same time as he did. It turned black. He snatched his hand back
and the heart turned purple again.
She hadn’t realised that
it could do such a thing. No wonder it was expensive. Whatever it
was made from, it wasn’t a cheap stone that
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