MainNovelChapter 653: Emeriel swallowed against the lump in her throat.
"That's the way it is, my dearest sister. But you will get through this, I promise." Out of the corner of her eye, Emeriel saw Lord Ottai, Madam Livia, and Amie watching them with concern.
She should probably be concerned about modesty, being naked in a room with a male, yet Emeriel couldn't care less. Bending, she pressed a gentle kiss to Aekeira's damp forehead.
"You will get through this." Aekeira shook her head.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I don't know how much longer... I can bear this. I don't think I can...” "Think about the positives, Keira," Emeriel soothed, her own tears falling onto her sister's hair.
"Now, you can bond with the love of your life. You always toldnothing good comes easily, right? See this agony as the new, shining light that it is. We will get through this together." Aekeira's body went stiff, panic creeping into her voice.
"Em... oh my gods, Em..." Another wave was coming.
More tears fell from Emeriel's eyes.
"They will be here soon," she whispered firmly, not just to convince her sister, but herself too.
"We have to stay strong." A wretched cry of sheer anguish tore from Aekeira as another contraction gripped her.
"Oh, gods-Ern!" she screamed so loudly, tangling her fingers into her own hair and pulling fiercely.
Emeriel seized her hands to stop her from hurting herself, holding her tight while crying helplessly. She watched her sister break apart right in her arms, yet there was nothing she could do to ease her suffering, to end this pain devouring her whole.
And then, like a raging tempest, the flames rose in Emeriel's own body. Oh, the lights...! Her vision blurred as the heat flowed through her in a consuming fire, dragging her under. Emeriel's own screams joined Aekeira's in a chorus of pure, unfiltered misery.
Somewhere, in the distant haze of her suffering, she heard shouting.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Lord Ottai! Hurry! We are losing control of the situation!" Then the sound of hurried footsteps as Lord Ottai rushed out. And the world disappeared into the fire.
Livia was not the kind to long for things.
Born into slavery, shaped by battle and survival, she fought her way from the lowest to the position she held now. She had never allowed herself to yearn. Not for love. Not for warmth. Certainly not for something as unreal as a family.
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Yet, as she stood there, watching Emeriel clutch Aekeira tightly, om whispering soft reassurances even as heat waves ripped them both apart from the inside, something unfamiliar stirred inside Livia.
What would it be like to experience such deeply passionate, devoted love as the two shared? To have someone to hold onto in the worst moments of suffering someone who would never let go?
They were in excruciating pain, almost impossible for a human body to bear, yet they still clung to each other Found strength in each other. Their bond was unbreakable, utterly beautiful... yet painful to watch. Aekeira gripped her sister's arm, while Emeriel curled around her protectively, as though her own agony did not matter as long as her sister was in her arms. Both wailing in pain.
A new sound shattered Livia's thoughts.
A commotion outside. Loud. Growing wilder.
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