The Rejected Luna Queen

Aurora's POV

Some Days Later

I took a deep breath on realising that it was finally the day of the burial ceremony of Dylan and Sophia. I stood from my bed and immediately went to the bathroom to have my bath. Then I put on a black gown, as was customary, and headed out of the house, straight to the burial ground.

On getting there, I saw a few folks already gathered but the priestess was yet to arrive.

"The priestess would arrive in a few minutes," said a lady who seemed to be her assistant or help as she dressed just like her and spoke like her too.

The only difference was that she had no red markings on her white gown like that of the priestess and she was also far younger than the priestess.

She dropped the calabash that she had in her hands and began to walk around it in circles as I watched her in admiration. She seemed to have mastered every step as she prepared the place for the arrival of the Priestess.

I let my mind go back to the last few days and how things had been going. I couldn't help it. It was too good to ignore. It was the best few days in a very long time.noveldrama

My son was finally freer with us as he had gotten more used to seeing us around. Thankfully, he loved to play a lot and it kind of brought us closer, increasing the bond we had for one another.

He seemed to have some sort of affinity with his father, even though I spent more time with him. Alpha Bane would always rub it on my face that our son preferred him to me and I didn't like that, even though it was quite difficult to deny it.

As much as I'd have loved him to prefer me, what mattered was that our bond grew stronger and we had a good time, always. He was a very smart kid, just like his parents, and so it was so easy for him to learn all that he was taught.

My relationship with Alpha Bane also had very great improvements. The boy seemed to fully return the spark that seemed lost between us and restore happiness to our union. We grew to love each other more and more with each passing day and I loved every bit of that.

Snapping out of my thoughts, I turned around to see that my mother and Alpha Bane's father were around. It was a private ceremony and they didn't want so much crowd to be around for it.

The burial was being held at a lake, very close to the Castle. It was the burial ground for people of royal blood, like Dylan and Sophia. I shook my head at the thought of what was about to happen.

Finally, the Priestess showed up, ready to officiate the burial and her apprentice took a few steps backwards to allow her to do what she had to do.

As she began her incantations which only she could understand, I scanned the entire area and as usual, everyone was dressed in black. Suddenly, she turned around to Alpha Bane and I and our eyes widened in anticipation of what she wanted to say to us.

"It's time for you to pay your last respects to the dead. Go ahead. Say your condolences and wishes to the deceased right now."

Alpha Bane took my hands with him and we both took a step forward to the grave and once again, I broke into tears.

Alpha Bane's POV

I led Aurora to the graveyard, slowly walking to the place, one step at a time, as was the tradition. She was crying and so I kept doing all that I could to comfort her at the same time.

Soon enough, she sniffed back her tears and I wiped them off her eyes, relieved that she was finally okay.

She stood in front of Sophia's dead body and I stood back a bit to let her express herself the way she wanted to.

"I never hated you, Sophia," she began. "Regardless of all the harm that you caused me, I never hated you. I had always wished that you could change and become a better person. That has always been my desire. I wanted us to live together as sisters, just like our parents wanted but you just wouldn't let it be."

As she said those words, she broke into tears again and this time, her mother, who had been following us behind, even though we didn't notice, stepped across and appeared by her side, doing her best to comfort her.

She then led a crying Aurora away, still talking to her to calm down, while I proceeded to the place where Dylan's body was so that I could have a heart-to- heart talk with him.

I noticed someone walking toward me and I turned to see that it was my father.

He got to my side and stopped as we both looked at Dylan.

We both maryelled at the pitiful state of Dylan. How the mighty had fallen. I almost shed tears on seeing him

that way. It wasn't the way that I planned for us to be. We could have been different, had it not been for his

greed and covetousness. had hoped for something better than

taking his life with my sword.

"What exactly did I do to make you hate me so much?" I kept asking myself, albeit

aloud. "What did I do to deserve such hate?"

I couldn't understand why. It pained me so much that he couldn't simply accept me as his brother. We might not have been born by the same mother, but we still had the same father and that meant that we were indeed blood and could have acted as such.

"Take it easy, my son," said my father to me as he patted me on the back. "It is well."

Those words meant so much to me, especially because I knew how much he loved Dylan. It wasn't easy for him too and if he could be strong, then I knew that I could also be strong.

I just knelt in front of Dylan, knowing not what else to say to him. If only he gave

us a chance to live in peace. If only he wasn't so hateful for no just cause. We'd have had a very good life together and he'd have been alive. If only...