My Most Precious Human

Hope

I guess you never know that you might miss someone until you are far away from that person. Martha

and I had grown to be friends. It had happened unknowingly, and, at that moment, I wanted to hug her.

Even though I couldn't, just hearing her voice was comforting and heartwarming. I kept smiling at the

phone, feeling less alone in this new place where I was supposed to live from now on.

"Do you know how unbearable this day was?" She whined, obviously putting all the blame for her

terrible day on me.

I chuckled, "I know you'll tell me whether I want it or not."

"You're damn right I will!" She let out an adorable roar, which made me grin even wider. "The corridor

was so loud from the gossip about your leaving that it woke me up. Every servant was buzzing around

that you had broken the blood bond to leave with the Alpha from the Moon Hill Pack. Do you have any

idea how devastated I was hearing something like that?"

"It wasn't like I'd planned this to happen, Martha… I was just so heartbroken that I felt that I would

suffocate if I stayed." My throat clenched as I recalled my feelings from the previous night.

"Lilith…" she sighed, "I heard how that bitchy queen and King Sariel behaved at the party, but I believe

it was just an act planned by our King. I know he cares about you-"

"Martha, stop," I hissed. "Don't you think I know that he could have been playing her? He even told me

that he would… But it is different when you hear about it and when you see it happen in front of your

eyes. He didn't even spare a single glance at me that night, yet the captivating gaze he had for Elora

made me doubt which one of us had been lied to…"

"The King loves you-"

"How do you know that, Martha? Even I couldn't tell the difference in the way he looked at Elora, and

when he confessed his feelings in front of me…" My throat clenched again, and this time, the squeeze

came all the way down to my stomach. I had to force the air into my lungs before saying another word.

"Maybe I should suck it up and pretend that it was nothing, but seeing them together like that fucking

hurt. Maybe Sariel expected me to be stronger than that, but I'm not. I am vulnerable, and I needed him

to maintain my sense of security. He didn't, and instead of doing it, he crushed my self-confidence to

the ground... You might think that I'm petty or shallow, but is it wrong to expect that the man you love

would be exclusively yours?"

"Fine… As a man, he fucked up big time, but as a King… Maybe he just did what he had to? I know it

sounds like a lame excuse for kissing that bitch in front of your eyes and humiliating you, but I still

believe that you two belong together." I heard the smile in her voice, which was meant to bring me

comfort.

I sighed painfully, "It's too late for that. I broke the blood bond and erased Sariel's feelings for me."

It hurt when I realized that all of Sariel's love for me might have been a sick blood bond's side-effect.

While I was certain of my feelings' sincerity, I was unaware of what it might have been like for Sariel.

He had never spoken about his feelings, except for the two moments he wanted to stop me from

leaving. His confession happened right after he married Elora, and the second time I heard his I-love-

you was when I was holding a suitcase in my hand. At that moment, I started to wonder if he meant

what he said from the very beginning. It started to feel like a word he used as a last resort to keep his

favorite blood bag by his side…

"I still think that King Sariel has real feelings for you…" Martha pondered aloud, bringing me out of my

depressing bewilderment. "When I heard that you were gone, I ran to your room to check if it really was

the truth. I barged inside and saw the King sitting on your bed. He held one hand on your sheets as if

he wanted to consume what was left of your warmth. I gasped at seeing him and immediately

apologized for my intrusion. I expected him to yell and punish me, but he just glanced at me with

nothing but emptiness in his eyes and handed me a letter from you that he held in his hand, assuring

me that he hadn't read it."

That didn't sound like Sariel at all. My heart instantly ached at Martha's description, although I could

hardly imagine Sariel's being emotionally devastated. It was confusing. I didn't regret leaving the

palace, but I wasn't sure I could get rid of all traces of Sariel from my heart. Still, Martha's statement

about the sincerity of Sariel's feelings just because she saw him sitting on my bed seemed a little too

farfetched.

"Truthfully, I was afraid if you even get this package with a phone from me," I chuckled, eager to

change the subject to whatever not-Sariel-related.

"Imagine how shocked I was when I saw the Royal Army General walking towards me. General Gotha

took me to the side, coldly stating that he needed to talk to me. He was so intimidating that I nearly

peed my panties because I thought he was going to rip my throat or something!" Martha exclaimed,

and I burst out laughing, already visualizing the whole scene.

"Sorry about that. I took a big risk by making Leo my messenger, but I figured it would be safer to

address the package to him… I wrote a letter to him and put it inside the package. Then I was left with

nothing but a hope that he would do me a favor and give the rest of it to you," I explained.

"Well, I could see more than clearly, that the General wasn't too happy with the assignment you gave

him," Martha snorted, "but he seemed… relieved that he got a message from you."

"Relieved, how?" I laughed nervously.

"He told me to keep that phone in a safe place and to tell you that you should take good care of

yourself. The creepiest part was that he said those words while smiling, and never have I seen him

smile." I could nearly hear her cringe over the phone.

She told me something I would never expect from Leo and couldn't help but smile. At least he didn't

seem mad at me for breaking the blood bond with his master and leaving the Palace. I certainly

wouldn't want to have him as an enemy…

I told Martha that we would keep in touch and call each other regularly. I promised that I would give her

a full report every time something significant happened, and by significant, she meant anything

concerning Draven and me. When our call ended, I let out a deep exhale and suddenly felt lighter, as if

I had gotten rid of a heavy rock that was crushing my heart.

After talking to Martha, it was time to call Kanan. He should have got the phone even before Martha

did, so I expected him to answer… but he didn't. Anxiety flooded my mind. Could it be that he was mad

at me for leaving? After all, I promised to protect him, and yet I left him there. Kanan's life was

endangered more than ever since Elora must have been aware of our collaboration. In the second part

of my letter to Leo, I asked him to grant Kanan additional protection and explained why, but I couldn't

tell that it would make him safe for certain…

"He doesn't answer…" I muttered sadly to myself, after calling Kanan the second time.

I figured that he didn't want to talk to me, and I wouldn't blame him if he did. I acted selfishly by leaving

him there. I could only hope that he would forgive me in time.

I put down the phone and went to the bathroom. I decided to test the gorgeous bathtub I had there. I

filled it with hot water, made a lot of bubbles, and sank my body into blissful relaxation. It took fifteen

minutes to take away all the bad tension from my muscles. It was a good thing since I would have to

make use of them tomorrow at the training. God only knew what kind of extreme drill Draven was going

to prepare for me and the rest, and I had to be prepared for anything he would throw at me. Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

I got out of the bath, dried myself with a towel, and was ready to hop into my bed. Suddenly, I saw the

screen of my phone highlighted. I grabbed it and saw a message from Kanan. My heart pounded wildly

as I opened it.

"I'm decrypting the last messages tonight, and I'm going to send you everything by email once I finish.

I'll call you tomorrow. Sweet dreams, Lilith."