Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder
Chapter 880
Chapter 86 : All This Way for Nothing
*Jared*
“Eliza, are you okay?" I asked.
As soon as Ciana and Theo left, I noticed Eliza's shoulders sag slightly and she let out a deep breath like she was beyond exhausted.
“I'm just… tired…"
“Come on." I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and supported her against me.
She leaned heavily on me and I could feel her legs tremble a little. Eliza was far more tired than she should be after a little outing.
I tried not to let it bother me. We'd been very busy, traveling all over the place for weeks. Not to mention coming to her home realm to face her family.
She was probably emotionally drained as well.
I supported Eliza back to the hotel and sat her down on the bed.
“Is it the curse?" I asked.
She rubbed her arm where the curse tattoos were hidden under her sleeve.
My own shadow had been very dormant since arriving in the Light Realm. I wondered if that was because I was so worried about Eliza and focused on her.
“I don't know… it feels like it is getting stronger. I've just been so tired." She sighed and laid back on the bed.
“I know the feeling," I admitted. I sat down next to her.
Even though my curse didn't weigh as heavily on me right now, I'd been feeling the fatigue of all our travel as well.
But it wasn't like what Eliza was feeling. I was worried about her.
She'd been glowing the day before, now she looked a little thin and pale.
I reached over and put my hand on her forehead, feeling for a fever. She didn't have one.
“What are you doing?" she asked, smiling sweetly at me.
“I think you should see a healer. Just to make sure there isn't anything else going on."
Eliza scoffed and gently pushed my hand away. She sat up and tucked the locket into her shirt like she wanted to keep it hidden and protected.
“I just need to rest a little more."
“Maybe so, but we've still got a lot to do. I'd rather have a healer confirm that you aren't coming down with something so we can focus on breaking the curse. If you get sick it could slow us down…"
Eliza narrowed her eyes at me. I knew that would get her attention. She was the one constantly saying time was of the essence.
“You have the same curse as me and I can tell you're tired, too. So, I'll see a healer the day that you do."
I gaped at her. What argument could I give her to disagree? She wasn't wrong. We both suffered the same problem.
“As you said, Jared, every second counts." She crossed her arms and gave me a sideways look. “We need to be productive."
“Aren't we waiting for Ciana and Theo to give us word about Mila?" I pointed out, arching an eyebrow.
her curls fluttering around her face like butterflies. Despite the slight paleness in her cheeks,
around and wait. Once they get in touch with Mila, we'll need to be ready. We should use this time
“I suppose you're right…"
jumped up and grabbed my
away. We should be able to
wanted to rest
will need in order to get the curse out of us. We should be prepared. I'm sure it will make her job easier."
to ignore her enthusiasm. She did have a way of throwing herself into whatever she
the temple and get the diadem
froze and whipped around, glaring at me. I never thought I'd see an evil look in her eyes, but
scoffed and set her hands
serious, are
my hands in surrender.
called a car service and a nice, black town car picked us up
headed to the Moon Goddess Temple," she told the
ride. I stared at the window at the Light Realm city we were in. It was more elaborate and shinier than anything I'd seen before. I imagined that my brother's palace wasn't as
Temple was huge! It was gilded gold on the outside and the courtyard had a massive Moon Goddess statue in the center of a fountain. She held a staff and water spiraled out of the top of the staff, swirling around her statue
there were several people
so high I had to tilt my head all the way back to look up at
of the temple were massive, round stained-glass windows that made the sunlight inside appear golden and red. It gave
the temple and candles clustered on pedestals to
temple with a lovely, melodic sound that echoed through
walked right up the center aisle, seeming to know where she
admired the way her butt moved
were several Moon Goddess priestesses dressed in glossy lavender robes with silver
the closets
you?" she asked,
looking for something kind of… rare. We heard it was here but it might be a topic better discussed in private," I said,
priestess's eyes widened for
follow me." She motioned to a door behind the main altar where the other priestesses
open on the altar ad were reciting prayers in
and I followed the priestess through the back door into an old, musty smelling
set it on the desk. “What are you looking
called the
item. The most likely place it is located is in
White Queen line, and my friend here is related to the Dark King line. That diadem is important to us and the longevity of
her lower lip and glanced sideways at me.
very loose way of describing why
of the White Queen and Dark King lines. I
another door. She opened it, revealing a spiral stone staircase down
show you."
the catacombs. We were underground, beneath the
I felt a shiver go through her and put my arm around her
the catacombs with only the priestess's
way to the end, to the farthest
tomb. It wasn't just a tomb, it was a shrine. The tomb was some kind of crystal-like structure and Nyx was completely preserved inside. I could see her face and everything she
and frowned.
noticed that the Priestess frowned as well. “All items of importance
I demanded a little
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