Realm Trinity chapter 29

Chapter 29

“So what is it like to be president of the people that created two other races?” Elizabeth asked Yerix as they maneuvered through the thick forest.
“I hate it. If I honestly thought I could find some one who would take care of my people I would quit in an instant.” he said as he admired an unusual looking flower. “This is a Nyuth it is the most beautiful and most endangered flower in our realm. Take one maybe you can study it and learn something from it. They’re fascinating.” he told her as he plucked it from the ground and handed it to her.
“Thanks. Miranda and Eric will love studying this.” she smiled and took a case from her backpack. She took one sniff, placed it in the case, and sealed it. He looked at her and brushed a hair from her face. He leaned in and kissed her softly and tenderly. She pulled away.
“We’re two different species and I’m guessing you old enough to be my great grandfather.” she protested.
“It’s actually closer to grandfather and our species are similar. Besides you have to feel it.” He said as he ran his finger up and down her arm. “I think I love you. Can you honestly deny feeling the same?” he whispered into her ear kissing the top of her earlobe.
“I don’t like relationships and I do not believe in love.” she stated as she turned away from him.
“Well maybe I can make you believe.” he begged as he followed her.
“No.” she cut him short. He grabbed her arm and pulled her to him. He kissed her strong and passionately. He wrapped his arm around her small waist and held her to him both breathing heavily.
“I guess I could give you a chance.” she smiled and returned her lips to his. Suddenly he went limp and his face went blank. “Yerix?” she said as he slid out of her arms. “Yerix!” she cried as she saw his eyes, blank with death.
“Oh god!” Udrea shouted as she and other guards raced to his dead body. “Oh my brother my sweet little brother. It’s all my fault.” both Udrea and Elizabeth lay sobbing on the ground.
“Why?” Elizabeth whispered to the cool earth beneath her. “Why?”1


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