Every Last Kiss ( The Bloodstone Saga #1)

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I prepared a plate for myself as well and sat next to her, nibbling on the bread as I spoke. It seemed that bread had always been a comfort food for me.This was no soft loaf of Hawaiian sweet bread, but it would do.

There was no small talk as we waited.Both Cleopatra and I were too immersed in thought to speak.She was thinking of the supposed plot to kill her and I was simply wondering what to do now.I absolutely hated it when I came to impasse.I didn’t know what Annen had been doing in the banquet hall and I certainly didn’t know why Tehran was trying to drag him away.It was intriguing.And worrisome.I needed to speak to him ASAP.

I swirled the last mouthful of dark red shedeh around in the bottom of the golden chalice before swallowing it, enjoying the rich wine.As Macy, I had not even sipped an alcoholic beverage yet.I never felt the need, even though Jenn was always sneaking gin from her dad’s liquor cabinet for weekend parties. And gin smells disgusting so I’ve never even been tempted.

Tonight, I found the wine to be… okay.Sort of bitter, actually, and not something I would write home about although I did feel my cheeks flushing nicely as I drank it.I imagined that the color was becoming.

There was a soft knock at Cleopatra’s doors and we rose to greet Iras. Tall, slender and Nubian, she glided into the room, her dark skin glistening in the muted light of the candles.She had not been feeling well this week and had been recovering in her chambers, not wanting to expose the queen to illness.

Dressed in a simple cotton frock, she looked much better than the last time I had seen her….which was when we committed suicide with Cleopatra. And to be honest, death doesn’t become anyone.I realized that my two thousand year old memories had not done her justice.She was beautiful as her deep brown eyes flashed in the light.She knelt in front of Cleopatra, her dark skin gleaming.

“My queen,”she murmured, keeping her eyes to the floor.Unlike me, she was never insolent.She was wonderfully calm and perfectly deferent, in all things.I honestly don’t know how she did it.

But then again, she had not been raised with Cleopatra as I had.Cleopatra and I had known each other since we were girls.

“Iras, please stand, love. I’ve told you that you do not need to kneel when we are alone,”Cleopatra admonished lightly.“I hope you are feeling better.There is a task that we need you to perform- it is of a delicate nature.I can trust no one but you.”

Iras nodded solemnly as she rose from the floor, her white shift fluttering in the night breeze.Her deep, mahogany skin appeared even darker against the light fabric.She was surrounded by the thick scent of amber. It suited her.

“What is it you require of me, my queen?”

Her low voice was as smooth as velvet. As I stared at her in fascination, everything about her reminded me of warm, melted dark chocolate.

“I require that you steal quietly into the Serapis temple and locate the priest Annen. I believe that he is hiding from Antony and General Hasani. I am only guessing, of course, but I think that he will be hiding himself in the labyrinth beneath the temple in which he serves.”

When Cleopatra mentioned Hasani’s name, Iras’ gaze flickered briefly to me, her dark eyes curious, before returning to the queen as Cleopatra continued. It was common knowledge that Hasani and I had been together since we were teenagers. If it hadn’t been for my position with the queen, we would have married long ago.

“You must attempt to find him before Antony and Hasani do.We are afraid that he won’t come out if they are there and he might possess knowledge that I need.Upon finding Annen, give him the message that I need to speak with him.That it is vitally important.Can you do this for me, Iras?”Cleopatra’s face was perfectly calm and smooth- no one but me would have known that internally, she was a mess.

Iras nodded smoothly.“Of course, your highness.I will leave right now.”

She quickly disappeared into the corridors as quietly as she had come in, leaving Cleopatra and I to stare at each other wordlessly.

“I hope she finds him,”I finally said, walking to the open balcony doors.

I was at a loss to say anything else. The air smelled delicious as the night jasmine released the scent from their blooms into the breeze and I inhaled deeply as I watched the pathways below the palace for signs of Hasani and Antony.

“So do I,”Cleopatra answered as she stripped off her wig and began brushing her long brown hair.Seated at her vanity, she curled her slender legs around the elegant padded stool that she was sitting upon.  

Feeling restless, I paced back inside and crossed the room to her.I dipped a cloth into a basin of water and wiped away her make-up, leaving her face shiny and clean.Freshly combed, her long hair fell softly onto her shoulders and spilled down her back and she looked no older than a teenager.

“You are never more beautiful than when you allow your natural beauty to show, my love.”

Cleopatra and I both turned in surprise at Marc Antony’s voice.His large body filled the doorway of her bedchamber as he observed the queen’s night-time beauty rituals with interest.

“But then, I’m sure you know that.”

He smiled tiredly at his wife and crossed the room, placing his large hands on her shoulders as he bent to kiss the top of her head.

“We could not find the priest,”Antony muttered dejectedly as he dropped heavily into a chaise lounge next to Cleopatra.“There are hundreds of hidden passageways throughout the city.It will be very difficult to search through them all.And we’ve got the pressing Roman problem, as well.Things always seem to happen at once, do they not?”

Cleopatra gazed at him softly, before walking to where he reclined, her hips swaying gently.She knelt in front of him and rested her head against his henna-tattooed chest.

“It will all work out, my love.Do not trouble yourself.”

“Cleopatra, don’t be naïve. There are things that even you cannot simply wish away.”Antony muttered morosely.Cleopatra looked up at me.

“Charmian… I can manage for the rest of the evening.You may leave.”

Her eyes implored me and I knew she meant that I was free to leave… to find Hasani and to leave her to deal with Antony’s dark mood.I smiled and turned to go.

“Charmian?”Antony interrupted me.I turned back in surprise, staring at him curiously. His face was damp in the heat, causing the kohl lining his eyes to smear slightly.

“Yes?”

“Be careful. Until we know if there is actually a plot to kill Cleopatra, you could be in danger, as well.Do not stray too far from the palace without a guard.”His gaze searched my face, as though he was looking for something.

Color flooded my cheeks and spread to my chest as I took deep breaths.Keep it together.He doesn’t know anything. He’s just waiting for an agreement. 

“Thank you, my lord. I always try to be cautious.”

I nodded calmly and retreated, leaving Antony and Cleopatra alone.As I left, Cleopatra was climbing on top of him to kiss him soundly.I was sure she was trying to distract him from his worry.It was best that I not be there for that, anyway.

As Charmian, I was quite accustomed to remaining in the room while Cleopatra and Antony were intimate- it was Egyptian custom to not leave the queen unattended.As Macy, however, that was just so embarrassing.There were some things that were just best done in private…. Such as making love with your husband.

I quietly closed the door behind me as I left the royal chambers and leaned against the elaborately painted wall.I could feel the curious sideways stares of the guards, but I paid them no mind.The gravity of what I was going to soon lose was closing in on me and I couldn’t stop thinking about it.

I had to pretend that I knew nothing of our fate- that to the best of my knowledge, we would prevail in the battle against Octavian and we would all live happily ever after.I swallowed hard, trying to dislodge the horrid thoughts, but I couldn’t.They were there to stay.

“Charmian?”

I didn’t even have to look to know it was Hasani.I would know his voice anywhere.

I opened my eyes to find him hesitantly standing two feet from me.He was visibly concerned as he watched me.His strong features instantly caused my heart to start fluttering as the flickering torch light caught every angle of his beautiful face.

I quickly put my game face on, hiding any sadness that might betray my thoughts.I stepped toward him, allowing a wide grin to stretch across my face.It wasn’t hard to smile … I was infinitely happy to see him.

“My love,”I murmured, reaching for him.He willingly pulled me into his strong arms and I buried my face against him, marveling at how his skin could be so soft, while his body was so hard.

“Are you alright?”He asked as he held me tight.

“I am now.”I smiled gently up at him.“Cleopatra does not require me further tonight.Shall we retire?”

He smiled broadly and wrapped his arm around my waist as he steered me quickly down the dimly lit hall.

“Of course, my sweet.I find that I am… exhausted and quite ready to rest.”

His mischievous smile made me laugh, relaxing the tension I had been holding in my shoulders as he let his hand slip from the small of my back to trail suggestively across my hips.

“Exhausted, hmm?”I asked lightly, leaning into his strong arm.“Oddly enough, you seem quite energetic to me.”

“Energetic enough, my lady,”he countered lightly.

We had walked into a deserted stretch of hall way and he pulled me into a small, darkened nook.He lowered his face to mine, kissing me soundly until I felt that I was going to hyper-ventilate.It should be illegal to be as sexy as he was.I broke the kiss, staring up at him wide-eyed.

“Yes, general,”I confirmed breathlessly, “You appear to be quite energetic.”

Satisfied, he grinned and once again took my arm.As we walked toward my bedchamber, I watched the happy smirk on his face and I had to secretly smile.The man was pleasantly arrogant.

He opened my door for me and I entered, waiting until he passed to close the doors.I peeked down the hall first, though, and saw nothing but the glassy eye of Anubis staring down at me.Shuddering, I clicked the door closed.

CHAPTER EIGHT

Before daybreak the next morning, soft rapping on my bedchamber door woke me from a restless sleep. My eyes flew open to find Hasani sleeping soundly next to me, his face relaxed and boyish as he dreamed.In the dying light of the flickering oil lamps, I hurriedly pulled on a dressing gown to answer the door before another knock woke him.Carefully opening it just a crack, I peered into the hall.

“My lady, our majesty wishes to see you immediately.”

The stoic face of the guard was impassive, as though pre-dawn summons were normal.We both knew that they were not.Cleopatra would rather die than get up before day break.

“I will get dressed and be right there.Please tell her that I will only be a moment.”

The guard nodded curtly and disappeared silently into the darkness.I closed the door lightly behind him, lowering the bar quietly to lock it.It didn’t matter, because as I turned back around, Hasani was watching me.

“What is it, my love?”he asked, propped on his elbows on the thick, soft mattress of my bed.Despite my effort, the quiet whispering had woken him.