It was because of Jierra that Aureliana was in Levia in the first place. And these were the children that Jierra’s infants would grow up with as playmates. The goddess had delivered two of the four newbirths, divine creatures capable of both unbalancing the realms and of putting every world in total harmony. He was obsessive about keeping his female-the goddess Kennera-protected from all who would threaten her. Here, in the castle, she was often sequestered, protected-smothered, if she wanted to be honest-by the males of this world. Not that she had much call to go outside the gates. What type of threat she could-would-face outside the gates. Not so much with the wooded world surrounding it. She ’d been in Levia for one month, and was comfortable with the palace. She’d defended herself and those she cared about with the blade, and knew she would probably die with it in her hand. And the sword had felt right when she held it. Rodulus had told her that she had a great destiny, despite her gender. It had been in her family for more than three thousand years, and had never been owned by a female. He had passed his legendary sword, a smaller xiphos sword inlayed with citrine, amethyst, and gold on to her. Her uncle Rodulus had died without children, having never found his Rajni. She finished dressing, then grabbed the sword she’d been gifted with centuries ago. The ache of empty arms hurt her more than she would dare tell anyone. Robbed her of her friends, her family, even of spending time with her Rajni’s young daughter. It had robbed her of time with her Rajni, robbed her of her home land. The Beansidhe had robbed her that was something she would not deny. She cursed the Beansidhe that had attached itself to her, and not for the first time. People-her people-so far, with no guarantees she’d ever see them again. All of the people she had left behind to come here-her brother, his Rajni, their future children, young Briken, barely eleven. The family wing where she had lived for so many years in the Dardanos hotel was beautiful. She wanted to run, to return to her home realm. Her suite was too small, the four walls of the beautiful space closing in on her. And Aureliana wasn ’t about to push against the very creator of her people. Something else Kennera had refused to reveal. Had she ever paired a mere woman up with what amounted to a deity from another realm?
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It had just happened, and the goddess Kennera couldn’t-or wouldn’t-explain what had led her to whisper Aureliana’s and the big demon’s names together four hundred plus years ago. No one had, not even the goddess responsible for pairing her with the big demon jerk in the first place. She ’d never heard of a demon and Dardaptoan pairing. What was he doing now? Did he even realize how she longed for him, or what she had given up because of her death sentence? Did he even know that they had been destined to be together? Would he even care? Rand and Jierra were safely settled into their suite down the hall from her, probably cuddling their twin infants and laughing and loving together. Her room at Levia was beautiful and on the floor reserved for only the families of the god and goddess ’s chosen ones. She was an Adrastos, was she not? Her people had been warriors since the dawn of their family. They needed warriors to protect those who couldn ’t fight for themselves. She’d reached her 415th birthday two months prior, and she doubted she’d see 416.Įven in the realm of the deities-Levia-war loomed. But that had only bought her time time was something she’d had an eternity of. She ’d escaped once by entering the demon realm. No one heard the Beansidhe ’s cries and lived. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, or locations, is entirely coincidental.Īll rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book or portions thereof in any form whatsoever. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the products of the author ’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author If you ’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to your chosen retailer and purchase your own copy. If you would like to share this book with another person, please return to Smashwords and purchase an additional copy for each recipient. This ebook may not be resold or given away to other people. Calle Jaye loves to be contacted by her readers via email and at This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. She spends most of her time juggling family life and writing, while reminding herself that she can’t spend all of her time in the worlds found within books. In her day job she is a fiction content editor for an epublisher that opened in 2011. She reads almost every genre except horror. She enjoys crafting paranormal romance and romantic suspense. Calle Jaye Brookes is first and foremost a fiction writer.