49. to my blood family

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Adalina Salvatore

Blaze Hasting was my best friend. I would have given him my whole world and all he had to do was ask.

His bloodshot eyes flashed before my mind. I focused on the loaded revolver in his hand, aiming straight at my head. His designer shirt covered in the drying blood of everyone I had ever loved. Sickeningly sweet metallic scent hung heavy in the air. I could taste the gun powder on my tongue and the bittersweet poison he might have used to kill his own aunt and uncle.

I let the pain of his betrayal sank into my system, fueling the fire inside my chest and building a hundred feet tall walls around what was left of my humanity.

" Blaze Hasting, the duke of Cornwall, is banned from the palace ground. Effective immediately. " I spoke from the head of the court room table that used to be my father's seat.

" If he was seen, I want him brought to me with his heart still beating but barely alive. "

I wanted to be the one to look at him dead in the eyes when I shoved my dagger into his black heart before ripping it out. I wanted him to feel all the pain I once did, his betrayal and everything that happened in my life.

" We can't just go out with our gun blazing and capture a respected duke let alone beat him near death. His grace father will surely be turning in his grave along with yours, your highness. " a grey haired advisor said from the other end of the table.

Aunt Elizabeth narrowed her perfectly made up eyes at me from her a few seats down. Zach was beside her, looking like he would rather be anywhere but here. He was here for my moral support. It was nice to be around familiar faces but at the same time so horrifying. I wasn't sure if I knew these people.

A few whispers of what their duke of Cornwall could possibly to be under my wrath filled the air across the hallow room.

" When I become queen, you will not question my commands. " I muttered and the whispers faded in an instant.

" You either support me and guide me through my decisions or you go against me and end up in a ditch somewhere. Surely you know who my husband is. " I almost smiled at the thought of him.

" I apologize, your highness. " the old man cleared his throat but the anger in his eyes didn't go unnoticed.

I waved him off with a lazy hand and gestured the board to follow on with the damn meeting while I would be listening like a good future queen they expected me to be.

This one was for you, mom and dad. I mentally sighed.

The meeting turned into coronation ceremony planning. They went on about the traditions I must follow and the trillion duties I needed to take. I learned all this by the time I was eleven. They needed to chill and back off my case.

Then the board started again on the mistakes and reckless decisions I had to avoid, precisely about going around killing my subjects only because they disrespected me. But, they only did imply it no one dared spat out the real truth.

They were playing pretend that their sweet obnoxious princess didn't just create a bloody massacre all those weeks ago. But, I knew they was a little startled by me now.

I raised the fine China and brought it up to my lips as I listened on, sipping straight whiskey with perfect grace. A heavy crown made of gold tilted on top of my head.

My cream colored corset dress felt exactly like an armor today with a daring neckline that dipped so low, my breasts were almost halfway out. Little lilac wild flowers, white daisies and green leaves crawled over the tiny straps shaped like vines hanging on my shoulders. It flowed down all the way to the ground with a teasing slit on the side. With a killer dagger strapped to my thigh underneath the soft fabric and a handgun hidden between my breasts I was ready to murder the entire Hasting bloodline and everyone in this room.

I played with the half heart pendant of my necklace, wishing its owner was here with me. I imagined the annoyed scowl on his face and his hand on my bare thigh. I hadn't seen the man since he dropped off my food last night and disappeared into the surface of earth.

Gripping the pen between my palm, I stared down at the talking subjects around the table wishing it was a handy sword I could use to stab them and shut them up. But, I couldn't. It seemed a bit unladylike. Therefore I did the next best thing and wrote down their names with a tragic story of how I would murder each of them.

To my blood family and subjects, what a bunch of fucking lying betraying assholes.

" Coronation is in two days. You have to make a new council and decide if you want the prince to rule beside you. " Aunt Elizabeth sighed, rubbing her temples and snapping me out of my murder schemes as she scribbled things down on her stack of papers.

Zach straightened up between his mother and a grey haired advisor who had been working for my father since he became king and now he was going to work for me too. I wondered if I could trust him.

I noticed for the first time since the hours we had been in here that everyone was in fact here from the dukes to their heirs and heiresses, old advisors, royal secretaries, the high generals, every other important roles, literally everyone except those who really mattered. At least I had Thane with me.

" The kingdom will be damned. " one of my uncle grunted dramatically. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes.

I was about to defend my husband when another duke spoke up, backing his friend.

" The prince is far too dangerous and cunning. I don't think giving him that much power is a great idea. I vote he doesn't take the throne beside the princess. "

It was a debate in over the span of the next five minutes. The whole court against me of course except Zach who looked at me and gave me a solid nod, telling me he would back me up on whatever I decided.

I raised a hand into the air, shutting everyone up. " My husband, Eden will be king if he wants to be king. It's his decision only, not mine and definitely not yours. "

That did the trick. I waved my maiden forward and let her refilled my drink of choice. She gave me a knowing smile because her future queen was pathetic and wouldn't survive this dreadful meeting sober, let alone without my daily dose of Eden. I missed that bastard.

" How about the new Royal Council? " Aunt Beth cleared her throat, dropping her fancy pen and picked up the silver teaspoon, stirring her day away.

I turned my gaze toward her and frowned. " I just got rid of them. A new royal team of pain in my ass can wait until after the ceremony. "

" Let me enjoy the last two days of my freedom. " I sank into my throne like chair at the fact that I was going to carry the whole country on my shoulders in merely days.

She looked like she was about to add something entirely different from my mindset but a sympathetic looks flushed across her face for second and then she nodded her head.

I didn't mind the pity for the first time in my life. A husband who wouldn't love me, a whole coup out to kill me possibly led by my best friend since forever, parents dead and a crown basically being slammed on my head. Fantastic life I had there.

" Prince Eden requests your presence at the throne room. " Thane cleared his throat from behind my chair.

I was out of the door only a second later, dismissing the court with a lazy wave of my hand. I needed to get out of here before I lost my mind.

Eden Salvatore, my knight in shining armor since the beginning of time.

My lips curled up as the guards opened the double door of the throne room for me. I was starstruck and practically stunned into being undone by the sight before my eyes. I could hear my own heartbeat drumming inside my ears and ringing in my head. Fuck me, my prince.

Eden lounged on the throne with a bored expression on his face. I walked forward with slow steady steps. He raked his hooded eyes down my body while I admired him in return. His white dress shirt was untucked with a few buttons left open. His hair tousled up like he just rolled straight out of someone's bed, definitely not mine. He rested his arms lazily on the throne, a paper bag hanging loosely in his hand.

I tried to decide if I wanted to stab him in the throat or strangle the man. Perhaps both.

He cocked an eyebrow up at me when I was in front of him. I took off my golden crown and placed it on his head. Cupping his face between my palms, I planted a kiss on his cheek and took a step backward. He looked at me like I was mad but I was too gone into my picture perfect fantasy.

" Can you fuck me with that crown on your pretty head, my king? "

He smiled an amused grin. I noticed the nasty cut on his head and frowned. " Who did that to you? "

" Come here. " he dropped the paper bag and pulled me into his laps.

His arm went around my hip, sliding up the slit of my dress. I shivered under his touch and almost forgot about my unanswered question. Damn him. I groaned with great frustration with myself and him.

" Are you hungry? I brought your favorite. " he murmured against my throat, sucking on the skin.

I circled my arms around his neck and studied the cut with dried blood on it. He must have stitched it up. " Cheeseburger? " I asked, running my fingers through his hair.

" No. A fucking a salad bowl with a shit ton of healthy stuffs you hate. " he hummed.

A chuckle escaped from the back of my throat and his lips curled at the sound. " I missed you. Where have you been? The meeting was dreadful. " I pouted.

He got away from my throat and stared blankly at me. He brushed my hair out of my face, tucking it gently behind my ears then smacked a sloppy kiss on my cheek.

Then he tugged me closer by my waist and rested his hand casually on my ass. " Let's run away and go live with penguins. This place sucks. "

I ran my knuckles across his jawline, staring at him. " But, I want to live on the moon instead. " I said with an amused smile, humoring him.

" Say the words and the moon is yours to take, Adalina darling. " he whispered, squeezing my ass.

" You can't simply say all these things to me when you won't ever love me. " I scoffed because he was ridiculously fucked up for that.

Nonetheless, I love him anyways but I wasn't going to tell him that. Eden Salvatore was my walking heartbreak. He would stared at me and shoved my heart right back in my face.

Like he heard my thoughts, he pulled back slightly and stared down at me. He couldn't have read my mind, could he? Cursing under his breath, he bent down and ran his tongue over the seam of my lips. He slammed his mouth on me then and kissed the living fuck out of me until I couldn't feel my legs and the world bursted into flame.

That boy could kiss alright. I love you, I whispered soundlessly into his mouth. No words came out.

" I missed you, annoying little shit. " he broke the kiss and placed his cheek on top of my head.

" And, I missed your ass. " he grumbled, smacking my ass.

I squinted my eyes into two accusing slits, annoyed that he distracted me when all my senses came back. " Tell me what happened to your head and maybe I will give you a piece of my ass. "

" I slipped and busted open my skull. " he sighed stupidly. He saw the unimpressed looks on my face and sighed again.

" Fine, I will tell you because you're my annoying wife and my life would be less miserable if you're happy. " he muttered and I smiled at that.

He tightened his hold on me then leaned over to pick up the paper bag and handed it to me. The smell of greasy food filled my nostrils as my mouth watered in delight. The only thing that tasted almost as good as Eden Salvatore was my good old cheeseburger.

" Eat and listen. " he said, sinking us both into the throne. I nodded and started digging into the bag.

The story started with my not so dead big brother and I almost cried when my cheeseburger dropped out of my hand to the ground beneath us.

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A/N: i apologize for the long wait but school started and i barely have time anymore. sorry, please bare with me<3

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