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Court of Darkness: The Moment

Description: A series of short stories with MC (named Carla) and the princes showing the moment MC knew she and her prince’s relationship would last. For Voltage Fandom Content Creation Challenge @voltagefandomproject

Some content may contradict Makai Book 2s. But then, Court of Darkness events often contradict book ones and twos anyways thanks to alternate timelines so 🤷‍♀️

Princes: Guy, Lynt, Roy, Rio

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GUY - My Queen

Today is an important day. Guy is at an Avari convention at Colde, and it is the first public event Carla is acknowledged as Guy’s paramour. For weeks, Carla studies Avari history, memorizing countless noble families and their lineages. She trains on the proper ways to speak with dignitaries, absorbing all she can through countless lessons from Guy and, when he is not available, Jasper.

At the convention, Carla and Guy spend most of their time apart, Guy being surrounded by dignitaries and members of the royal court. When Carla isn’t conversing with nobles, she’s standing with Jasper. As the hours tick away, Carla becomes more anxious.

“Jasper, have I done something wrong?” Carla pitches her voice low so that only Jasper can hear. “Does Guy not want me at his side?”

“Not at all, Miss Carla. You have performed brilliantly.” Jasper notes a small frown on Carla’s face. Jasper adds, “So brilliantly that he’s been able to focus on more important discussions.”

“I want to believe you Jasper. Or at least hear it from him.” She sighs, embarrassed to admit a need for reassurance.

“His Highness has his own ways of showing he cares. He—“ Jasper stops talking and moves his head, seeing Guy motion a command with two fingers from across the room. Jasper nods and turns to Carla. “I suspect he might show you now. Go to him.”

Carla walks with steady steps to Guy. As she approaches Guy, she sees an older portly man gesturing to a much younger woman. When Carla is within feet of the older man, she catches their conversation. “So as you can see, my daughter would be a much better prospect as a paramour for you. Wouldn’t you agree?” The young woman eyes Guy for what he is to her—the ultimate prize on the Saligia marriage market.

Before Carla can react, Guy pulls her flush against his side. His arm encircles her waist possessively, yet with a touch of tenderness. Guy’s eyes flash ominously at the man. “As you can see, I already have my Queen. And soon she will be yours.” Guy turns to leave. Carla follows, holding her head high.

The pair walk to an empty balcony. Guy mutters “What a bother.” He stares out at the night sky.

“Are the nobles always like that with you?” Carla grasps the sleeve of Guy’s formal jacket.

“Yes. You need to be aware of what it is like.” The pieces start falling into place for Carla. Guy not only declared his intentions for her to the noble (and countless others watching them), he no longer shielded Carla from the realities of the scheming Avari court. In short, he loved her and now he trusted her.

Carla wraps her arms around Guy, burying her head in his jacket. “Thank you,” she whispers.

“You’re a strange creature.” Guy tilts Carla’s chin up so she can see his crimson eyes; they blaze with power and passion. Guy smirks as he says, “but you’re mine.”

“Just as you are mine?” Carla matches Guy’s smirk. She closes her eyes and leans upward for a kiss. As Guy’s lips are a breath away from Carla, he murmurs “Yes.”

LYNT - A Sleepless Night

Carla excuses herself from the S:Rank lounge and asks Lynt to accompany her. Her eyes are dull, her forehead sweaty. Lynt wraps his cloak around Carla’s shivering shoulders as they leave. Carla holds her hands to her ears, complaining of intense throbbing whenever someone speaks loudly—Toa and Guy’s sparring and Fenn’s subsequent laughter causing the most recent pain.

Lynt mews with understanding and sadness. Carla has a cold and ear infection. He knows it will be difficult for her to sleep. Lynt leads Carla to his room and asks Tino to prepare green tea and to get medicine from the infirmary.

“At once! Miss Carla, don’t despair, you’ll get better soon!” Tino claps his hands enthusiastically. Carla covers her ears and trudges to Lynt’s bedroom, wincing at Tino’s well-meaning enthusiasm. Lynt envelops Carla in a soft blanket and lays her in his bed. He then moves to wait in the sitting room until Tino arrives back.

Lynt gives Carla a spoonful of medicine and makes her drink the tea. Afterwards, Carla tosses and turns most of the night. Carla’s vaguely aware of Lynt moving a lot, and something being poured down her throat at regular intervals, but she is so exhausted and in pain she barely notices. When the medicine starts to work, Carla settles and sleeps a few hours. Long after sunrise, Carla awakens and is startled at what she sees.

Her feet, which are sticking out from underneath the blanket, are covered in a pair of woolen Akedian socks she was definitely not wearing the night before. A cold wet cloth is magically set to her forehead. Bowls of broth and medicine bottles are waiting at a nearby table. But most importantly, she sees Lynt’s face inches from hers. His eyelids are droopy and bags are under his eyes from lack of sleep. Lynt holds Carla in a loose embrace as he strokes her hair.

“L-Lynt, did you sleep at all?” A gigantic yawn escapes Lynt’s lips as he tucks Carla’s hair behind her ears. “No. You were quite sick.” Lynt gestures to a pile of dirty tissues and towels by the side of the bed. Carla’s face turns red in embarrassment. “Oh God, did Tino care for me like this?”

“No, me. Tino’s voice seemed painful to you, so I watched you.” Carla put the pieces together—the empty medicine bottles, soup bowls, socks on her feet—Lynt took care of her throughout the night alone. When Lynt put his mind to do something, it was done. Lynt pats Carla on the head. “Hmmm. You seem better now. Good.”

“I wish I could say the same for you,” Carla murmurs. “You need your rest.”

“But who will watch over you?”

Carla chuckles quietly. “I can’t believe I have to convince you to sleep.” She places her arms around Lynt’s shoulders, scratching the back of his head. “You’ll watch over me in your dreams, just like I will for you, yes?”

“Hmmm. Yes.” Lynt’s eyes close as he gives in to slumber. “Love you Carla.”

“And I you Lynt.”

ROY - The Letter

From the first time Roy and Carla express their love for one another, Roy’s heart is light and full of joy. Everything about Carla from her empathy to her diligent persistence to the sparkle in her eyes enchants him. Roy is utterly spellbound with Carla; so much so, that it’s only a few weeks into his courtship that he begins sketching ideas for potential rings to give her.

Carla is equally taken with Roy. But a shadow of fear enters her heart. Roy has always been kind, gracious, patient with everyone, and ever passionate for his country. But now Carla sees a new kind of passion to Roy—one that’s intense, playful, romantic—geared for only her. Carla wonders when that passion will fade away and Roy will come to his senses and realize she’s not good enough for him.

About two months into their relationship, Roy and Carla sit on a L-shaped couch in the rooftop garden. Roy is sitting up, his legs draped across the cushions on one side of the couch. He works on grading papers and reading various royal correspondence. Carla sits between Roy’s legs, the back of her head resting against Roy’s chest as she read a book from one of Lynt’s lectures. Carla hums pleasantly as an arm circles her waist—Roy’s proved himself to be a cuddler these past weeks, especially when no one else is around.

Eventually, Carla falls asleep. She awakens some time later to a gentle breeze tickling her nose, the scent of roses in the air. Carla turns her head slightly against Roy’s chest and looks up. Roy is still sitting up, his back pressed against the cushions, both arms wrapped around Carla’s waist, his head held up by a cushion propped on top of the couch. Roy’s hair flutters in the wind as he sleeps blissfully, looking like the male-equivalent of sleeping beauty. Well, almost—his mouth is slightly open as he snores lightly.

Carla holds in her laughter—the perfect prince snores! A sense of contentment fills her. Roy is comfortable enough with her to fully relax like this, even if someone were to find them. Carla then hears the sound of papers rustling from the breeze. In Roy’s hands is a letter that stays in place within his grasp with magic. She recognizes the writing as Roy’s and sees it’s a letter to his mother. Carla intends to respect Roy’s privacy and not read it, but she sees her name in it. Curiosity gets the better of her as she scans the letter.

My soul has transformed from simply knowing her. Carla is goodness, kindness, and light. I want to provide her the same strength and love she gives me. You will adore her. I cannot conceive of possibly loving anyone else but her. Please, give us your and Father’s blessing.

Happy tears fall from Carla’s face. She sees Roy for who he is now—a man in love with a woman, who wants the approval of his family. Roy’s snoring stops. Carla kisses Roy lightly on his chin and snuggles back in his grasp. Suddenly, Roy’s arms squeeze her tightly—the letter floats from Roy’s hand and lands in his jacket pocket.

“I meant every word in that letter Heartspell,” Roy whispers in her ear. “Remember that.”

RIO - Bride of Voleri

There is not a precise moment Carla discovers her relationship with Rio is serious while they’re dating. The moments of friendship, happiness, and honesty all blend together into a ball of affection so profound that Carla never wishes to leave Saligia, even if she could.

The day of her engagement, however, Carla remembers in perfect detail.

Carla, Sherry, and Rio are in a potions class taught by Toa. Having finished their assignment early, Rio goes to another student to help them with their assignment. Carla smiles as she steals a look at Rio. “His kindness is so wonderful Sherry. I don’t know what I’d do without it.”

“I think the same about you Sunbeam!” Rio trots back to Carla and Sherry and holds Carla’s hand. His eyes light up as he stares at his and Carla’s interlocking fingers. “In fact, I don’t wanna live without your sweetness in my life. Marry me?”

Carla’s heart pounds in her chest. This is just like her Rio—oblivious to his surrounding and the gasp of shock from Sherry, his words of love spontaneous, sincere, and unadorned. “Rio I—“

A beaker falls to the ground. The entire classroom turns at the sound. “Prince Voleri just proposed marriage! How romantic!” The student whom Rio was helping out earlier points an excited finger at Carla and Rio, ignoring the beaker she broke. Most of the other students crowd around the pair, offering their congratulations. Several Voleri students shout “Three cheers to the future bride of Voleri!”

“AHEM.” Toa slams a book on his desk to gain everyone’s attention. Most of the students sheepishly duck their heads and start to apologize. Toa holds up a hand for silence.

“Carla—“ Toa begins.

“Toa I’m SO sorry—“ Carla stops talking as she looks at Toa. While clearly annoyed, the corners of Toa’s lips lift in a small smile. Toa continues. “You did not give Voleri a proper response.” Toa gestures to Rio; Rio’s hand still clutches Carla’s in nervous anticipation.

“YES!” Carla pulls Rio in for a hug. The class erupts in celebration.

A week later, Rio and Carla are back in potions class. The door flies open and Rio’s Dad, King Aiden, strides in, arms open as he spies Rio and Carla. “Ah, there she is, bride of Voleri!” Aiden’s voice booms with joy. “I could not wait a moment more to see you both!”

“Like father like son,” giggles Sherry.

Toa grumbles. “Can I have ONE class uninterrupted from Voleri?”

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