Page 35 of Seeded By Two

Out the window went all the countless hours we had spent together, along with the respect I had for him not as a servant — I never thought in terms of servants except when I was extremely angry — but as friends and colleagues.

After all, every creature that worked in the palace had their own life, their own way of thinking, their own dreams and wishes and desires, and I would never trample on them.

So long as they did not trample on mine.

With the revelation that he had taken what was rightfully mine, I immediately saw red.

I lashed at him with fist and foot, unable to restrain myself.

He had defended well, aided by all our countless hours of practice, but when he refused to retaliate, it was only a matter of time before I had him.

Then came the second shock.

The revelation the mate he had selected for me had turned out to be his very own fated mate!

I couldn’t believe it.

Even with my irrational anger drifting over my eyes like a red mist, I knew he was not lying.

It was too easy to disprove.

But I had to see it for myself.

With him trapped in my death hold, I grabbed his knee and twisted it to one side so he lay flat on his front.

I immediately grabbed at his pants and shirt, ripping them open to see the tattoo at the base of his spine.

I gasped and fell back, kicking away from the floor as if I had just seen him infected with some terrible disease.

But it was not a disease.

It was the exact opposite.

It was a blessing bestowed by Fate herself to unsuspecting creatures within the cosmos.

With the billions and trillions of conscious creatures in the universe, it was virtually impossible to discover your fated mate.

That wasn’t to say it didn’t happen — it did, on occasion — but it was so rare that it was often the subject of fables and fairytales, something to live up to and aspire to, not something that you could ever hope to see with your own eyes.

Especially not on someone you knew personally.

Especially not Feon that had been assigned to you since birth.

Not your closest friend.

In the past, I recalled fated mates having come to visit my Royal parents, displaying their Joisa for us to see.

It was an event always followed by the best celebrations, on the joys and beauty of nature and how even the rarest things could happen and witnessed and enjoyed.

To see it now on Feon’s body…

My anger flooded from me.

Once again, I was in control of my thoughts and emotions.

The Steyatt was still there, battering at me from within, but now it had been numbed — my entire body had been numbed.

I just sat on the floor, looking over at him, shocked beyond words.

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