Two

Chapter two , Part I | Unclear.

There in the deepest of the forest, stood a figure enjoying itself with the air surrounding it. Yet this figure have a gloomy area around it.

The figure sighed, then shrugged off its head not liking its own thoughts.

"My lord what are you doing here ?" A voice spoke from behind him, making him huff.

"Choosing a place to kill myself in."

The sarcasm in his voice didn't quite got into the old man's ear as he gasp in fear, and ran to him to nag at him even more, about his father's properties and priorities.

"My lord! Your father didn't hide you for you to die here! He-" he was cut by the man in front of him.

"Addison, for fuck sake! Didn't you hear the sarcasm in my voice ? You need to stop worrying. And tell the guards to not let whoever comes to them inside of my territory." He then stalked away grumbled about how he should find someone to teach this old man some jokes.

"Oh goodness." Addison huffed a relieve breath, before eyeing the sky "Did you see that ? Even your son has your way of sarcasm, I don't think I will be able to understand your ways of joking, both of you." He smiled sadly before doing what his lord told him to do.

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"Yushi, please go and check on Alexander, and tell Miss Hudson that she can start the preparation if she wants to."

Yushi softly yet quickly, emerged from the shadows and bowed respectively to her queen, who seemed paler than her usual tanned self. "Are you feeling sick, your highness?"

Her queen 's eyes shined with something but quickly was replaced by her calm emotions. "No dear, please go as fast as you can and prepare everything I said."

Yushi hesitated before doing what she was told, her highness was a stubborn person so if she spoke on this one more time her queen would sit on the damned chair for years just to prove her point of her not getting sick.

'I hope it's just her, overthinking what's going to happen.' Yushi mumbled, hopeful that it wasn't her queen's usual sickness.

As soon as Yushi vanished, she quickly let out a gasp of pain. Her hands quickly closed up under her stomach, as she tries reducing the pain by squeezing it with all her power.

The pain was worser than before, the sadness that followed it up made her eyes wants to tear but she couldn't allow it, not now not even ever.

"Fuck you Mason," She gritted her teeth as the pain come strong with only saying his name, she couldn't believe that he did this to her.

If it wasn't for that old ugly wizard she wouldn't be feeling this much of pain and suffering, only because she wasn't feeling what every other creature around like himself and his wife were feeling, he had to make a damned curse for her to feel the pain every now and then.

Every month or so the enormous pain would drown her powers out of her, but throughout the years she found that it doesn’t actually drown her power out, but it makes her powers act on her emotions which aren’t much to begin with.

"My queen," A voice snapped her from her suffering making her posture stiffen. "I think I found a way for your sickness to vanish." Miss Hudson's voice was all she could hear, thankfully the witch didn't dare come near her in this moment.

She hold a grunt of pain before saying through her teeth "If it was to find a human male once again I'll cut your toys buttons Miss Hudson."

She couldn't help it, the last time this aloof witch spoken to her about her sickness she suggested to find a human male and try to as they put it date him, it ended up with her burning him with her fire and healing him before cutting his genitals.

A gasp was heard around her and then a gulp, before the soft witch spoke "I- I promise I've been searching for clues since fifty years, and you know how that asshole of a wizard have burnt every book he had but thankfully I found the dust of those burnt books s-"

"Stop rambling and give me what you've come here to say." Her vines already popping on her forehead, sweat was forming around her face, her cheeks flushed and her pain keeps on increasing whenever she hears a sound.

"Oh," Miss Hudson grumbled before saying "You need to find the rarest werewolf and let him mark you." The witches voice trembles, she already knew she would be burnt, but thankfully she already put a barrier around her.

Miss Hudson couldn't help but shiver as she hear her queen's drake voice asking her to repeat what she said.

"Charlotte Margaret Alexander Hudson, repeat what you said."

She was about to cry, it wasn't her fault that idiot wizard was all over her queen's grandchildren so he made a potion to have what he wants but he was idiot enough to give her the wrong potion so he fled away from her anger and let the poor Charlotte deal with his misfortune.

"My- my queen please breathe in and ou-"

"Tell. Me. What. You. Said. Charlotte." Her queen's voice was drake and creepy, the voice that indicate that she was now livid.

"You need to let a werewolf mark you." She couldn't help but put another barrier around herself.

Her queen's anger wasn't like the last time she told her about dating  human, it was worse. Before she knew it a burning flame was around her barrier, and thunder was quickly after it, making her yelp in surprised.

Thankfully she was at the far garden in her queen's castle, so nobody was around.

"My queen calm down! You need to calm down before you kill anyone around me!" She pleads hoping that this trick would work, and it did.

She could hear her queen's whimpers as her sickness worsen, "I want that wizard head and I don't care if he was my relative he's dead when I see him. And tell him to never spy on me again."

Shivers went down Charlotte's back making her heart leaps out, her queen knew she's in contact with that idiot, she's doomed. If he wasn't her teacher she would've cast a spill on him to never contact her but he was a cunning old idiot.

"As you wish my queen."

Her hands were holding her stomach, her eyes burning with haters, how could that idiot do this to her, and why would he make her suffer twice the pain any creature would feel in their death bed ?

“Now I need to find a wolf to shag, how incredible.” Her words were bitter, the room she was in was shaking slightly. She could hear the guardsmen yelping in fear from outside the room she’s in, they never got used to her powers going out of her control.

If only she could go back in time and stop herself from eating whatever food he gave her, she wouldn’t be feeling this hell.

She remembered when she didn’t know why the pain not in her stomach but under it, she clearly remembers her father burning with madness as one of the witches whispered something into his and her mother’s ears.

Her mother fainted and her father run around the kingdom wanting to kill that wizard. It took her three years to know that the pain she was feeling was, lust.

That old crap gave her a potion of lust, mixed with another potion. He always nagged her about finding someone to bring him little grandchildren running around so he can teach them how to be like him. Since his wife couldn’t, he thought his sister’s daughter would be able to do it.

Though he forgot that she had her father’s genes which her mother was happy she passed it to her, her father was known for being ruthless yet caring and stubborn. He was smart and was loved by all and worshiped by them.

Her mother was also ruthless not much but she was calm and polite, opposite of her husband who didn’t give two crap about politeness.

If it wasn’t for her father’s genes she would’ve been with every creature every time her sickness comes, her stubbornness helped her through the pain though every time she refuses the lust, it comeback worser than the last time.

She remembers when her father cried beside her bed, telling her to choose one of the best creatures so the pain would stop from hurting her. She was his only child who was always around him trying to cope his every move. He couldn’t go through seeing her gasping from pain and fever any longer.

“Dear, I’ll summon the best for you. I’ll tell everyone a-“ He was cut by her eyes glaring at him.

“Father, you knew pretty much that your followers aren’t all with me ruling them as a woman, and telling them about my illness would bring us more misfortune. So I would like it if we only tell who stays around us all day.”

She never forgets how her father’s eyes shined with pride, “Okay, as you wish princess, but just so you know I already have a list of the once promoted by me.”

She remembers laughing at that, before he grumbles about how every name he wrote on the damn paper broke his heart and his papa bear mood wasn’t helping him either.

It was her mother who eventually talked him into accepting that his daughter was stubborn as much as him, and she wouldn’t back down even if the pain burnt her like a chicken, she was his daughter so he wouldn’t need to fear for her. And that she was already a grown woman.

“I miss them.” She whispered to the walls, her pain slowly fading making her smile a little bit.

If only she could go back in time.

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