May Death Do Us Part

69 Chapter 69 : All for nothing

Julia turned to look at the door skeptically after hearing a knock, she had already had her meal for the afternoon and had already had a bath, so who could be at the door at this time of day? She stood up hurriedly when a thought crossed her mind, could it be the silver haired king? If it was him, what was he doing here?

As she walked towards the door she couldn’t understand why she was so nervous about meeting Nathaniel- err Elric. she pulled the door handle and sighed in disappointment when she saw Theo standing there.

“Why are you here?” Julia asked the man curtly. She turned around and sat down on the bed, her arms crossed over her chest, “are you here to bombard me with questions again?”

After Elric took the throne as king, he had asked Theo to move her from the black tower to one of the sleeping chambers in the palace, much to the green eyed woman’s surprise. King Elric had graced her with his presence once, to ask her about Adam and if she had any recollection of any past lives. It wasn’t a friendly visit, it was more like an interrogation but Julia didn’t know why she was blushing the entire time.

She found herself staring at Elric more than once, how he arched his perfect brows as she answered his questions, how his white fangs glimmered as he spoke and how perfectly his long silver locs where arranged on his perfect head. And after that, she found herself thinking about him more and more. She had scolded herself constantly for it, feeling like a traitor, her heart belonged to Adam and king Elric was the enemy. A very tall, very handsome and devilishly dominant enemy.

“Not today lady Julia,” Theo responded kindly, “I’m here to fetch you, the king requests your presence at once.”

Julia’s heart skipped a beat, damn it! Why was she feeling this way for that man. “Why? I thought I was his prisoner?”

Theo took a step forward, with the same brooding look on his face he scanned Julia’s chambers, “I’d hardly call this place a prison don’t you think?”

Julia blushed and looked to the side with a pouting face, “either way, I’m not interested. I want nothing to do with your king.”

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“Really? That’s a shame,” The man spoke as he turned around, “I thought you’d be more than willing to see your dear father again.”

Julia’s eyes widened at the mention of her father, she stood up and walked towards Theo, “my father? What about him?”

“He’s down in the study with the king,” Theo responded, “but I’ll just let him know you’re not interested.”

“Wait!” Julia mumbled, “fine, I’ll come with you.”
Meanwhile in the royal study, The lycan king walked gracefully towards his visitors who stood up when they saw him enter, more out of anger than respect.

“James..”

“Elric..”

Elric gestured them to take a seat but the stubborn Gavarian king declined the offer. “I’m not here for pleasantries,” he spoke, “what is your aim exactly Elric?! Are you responsible for all this commotion in the continent?! What are you exactly?!”

“So many questions,” Elric spoke casually, he sat down on a chair facing his guests and leaned his temple on his balled up hand. “Can you at lease sit down so we can talk like civilized people, is everyone from Gavaria unworldly. First your son and his little love interest crash my wedding and kill my mother and now you’re in here raising your voice at me?”

The silver haired king glanced at the woman standing idly behind the Gavarian king, she had a flat expression on her face but from her ears Elric could tell that she was of elven decent. “You’re at no liberty to interrogate me James Burchard, you went against our alliance. People from your kingdom have committed heinous crimes here in Meria, abduction, murder, I have the right mind to behead every last one of them.”

“No please,” lord Boleyn pleaded, “forgive us for being presumptuous, we come in peace and wish no conflict between Gavaria and Meria.”

Elric studied the man and smirked, “you must be the dwarve’s father, Julia was it?”

Lord Boleyn dropped to his knees and bowed his head, Julia was his little girl and he loved her dearly, she was the only one of his daughters who had remotely resembled his late wife, he couldn’t bare to lose her. “Please your majesty, spare my daughter, whatever crimes she’s committed I’ll pay the price.”

“Are you sure about that?” Elric questioned the man, his eyebrow raised in amusement, “you realize your daughter stabbed the queen in the throat?”

Lord Boleyn’s eyes circled in utter shock, not much had been revealed about queen Juliet Aldos’ death, rumor had it that the whole thing was a freak accident, but now hearing Elric say Julia killed the queen, it was a reality the man could not fathom.

“Are you aware of the punishment of such a crime Hans Boleyn?” Elric questioned the man, enjoying his every expression, “the punishment is death.”

“Then I’ll bare the punishment,” This time it was the woman who spoke, Adam’s mother, “the only reason Julia was here was because of me, I asked her to come here and retrieve my son.” A fire burned in her eyes as she spoke, “but non of this would have ever happened if your wife hadn’t cast a love spell on my son!”

Elric raised his brows at the woman before releasing a chilling laughter, “love spell?” the young king spoke between chuckles, “oh you Gavarians are so naive, there was no love spell, your son was simply enchanted by my wife’s beauty, the only spell he was under was that of his own lust.”

“Adam isn’t who you think he is,” Elric added on, “he has lived many millennia in this continent, and in one of them he had some childish fling with my wife that he can’t seem to let go, and that’s why he’s doing the things he’s doing.”

“What do you mean?”

“Oh good lord are you all dense?” Elric sighed, “he’s an elf! A bloody one hundred year old elf who has an unhealthy obsession with my wife!”

Not long after Elric said that, Julia walked in with a shocked expression, she looked at everyone in the room. Suddenly everything made sense. She couldn’t explain what happened, but after hearing that prince Adam was an elf, it’s like a door in the back of her mind creaked open and a whole new room of memories was now accessible to her.

Julia recalled moments of a distant past, maybe even another life, the most recent being in a small town down south called Mirine where she knew of a young man named Jillian. Her older sister Helen had a huge crush on him, and Julia liked him too, but could never come out with it because of Helen.

Another reason she hadn’t pursued Jillian was because he was already in love with someone else, a beautiful red headed, blue eyed woman. Gods! That was Ella wasn’t it?! No wonder Adam was so hellbent on pursuing her, he already loved her, long before Elric was ever in the picture.

So then Julia was the one in the wrong? There was no love spell or anything like that, she had done everything because she thought Adam was being controlled by magic but it turns out he was just a man desperately in love. She never even had a chance with him.

And the queen, Elric’s supposed mother, Julia had killed her, and all for what? My gods!

Julia dropped to her knees and covered her face with her palms, trying hard to hold back the tears that threatened to spill out. “I remember..” she stammered. She looked up at the handsome silver haired king who had been drilling her with questions of her past lives. At the time she had no idea what he was talking about, but now she knew. “I remember it all.”

*

“It’s Ella,” Beric spoke in strained breaths, “she’s unconscious!”

Adam dropped the pieces of wood he had been carrying to the ground with a loud crash and ran towards their camp site. Zander and Beric followed him closely behind.

His heart was pulsating like crazy as he neared the area. His throat went dry when he saw Ozias carrying Ella’s limp body from the rock she was sitting on. “What happened?!” Adam croaked, his hands were shaking as he reached out and touched her forehead which was freezing cold.

“She just passed out, I don’t know what happened..” the fear in Ozias’ voice was apparent.

Adam took the woman in his arms and carried her to the tent, he gently lay her down on the furs and placed two fingers on her wrist. The elven prince’s face drained of blood when he felt no pulse.

“No.. no...no..” Adam leaned over and placed his ear on her chest, praying to whatever gods were out there that he would hear something, anything. But he heard nothing.


The dark haired prince went into a frenzy, he scanned the tent frantically trying to locate something that could help. But what?! Ella was dying right in front of him and he couldn’t do anything about it.

“Fuck!”