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Rule

Roam Series, Book Five

 

By

Kimberly Stedronsky

 

Text copyright © 2013 Kimberly Stedronsky

All Rights Reserved

Rule (Roam Series, Book Five)

Kimberly Stedronsky

 

Text copyright © 2013 Kimberly Stedronsky

All Rights Reserved.

This is a work of fiction. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work.

Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.

 

No part of this book can be reproduced in any form or by electronic or mechanical means including information storage and retrieval systems, without the expressed written permission from the author.

 

To My
Mom

… for giving me my love of music

The greatest way to live with honor in this world is to be what we pretend to be.

-Socrates
 

 

Prologue

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty-One

Chapter Twenty-Two

Chapter Twenty-Three

Prologue

Icepond, March 15, 2014

“Your majesty, she calls for you.”

Will lifted his eyes from the documents before him, watching as the page’s somber face reddened.

“I’ll come now,” he agreed, sliding his chair back and following the young man. His personal guards joined him, quickening their pace to match their king’s long stride.

Candles lit the dark chamber, and as Will entered the room, he focused immediately on the small woman in the bed. His mother turned weakly to face him, her thin lips curving into an attempted smile. “Come, William.” Helena’s voice, barely audible in the vast room, tightened his chest.

He crossed to her, kneeling at her bedside. “Mother.” Gathering her hands in his, he lifted her fingers to his lips. “I am here; rest.”

“The time for rest has gone, my son,” she spoke thinly, her eyes now dark, shadowed slits. Her bottom lip had curved inward, her chin creased.

“You will rest… with God,” Will closed his eyes, lowering his face.

“William… you must bring the child. Bring her
here
. I know your struggle,” she coughed, and a maid rushed to her side with a glass of water. After a diminutive sip, she fell back against the pillow. “If she possesses the strength and kindness of her mother, then she will come. I grew to love Roam very much… in our small hours together.”

He thought back to the last time he’d seen Roam, remembering Eva’s
frightened cries, and her tear-streaked face as clung to him after the kidnapping. “The choice is the child’s alone.”

“You must sway her,” she gripped his fingers in her feeble grasp.

“I will do everything that I can,” he promised.

“Your sister, I fear, is molded in her father’s image,” she licked her lips, swallowing slowly.

He thought of Meredith, with her cunning eyes and wicked smile. “Meredith will not attain the throne.”

“Her struggle for sanity was lost long ago. You’ve freed her, and though banished from Icepond, she will try to return.”

“She requires healing, not imprisonment. Father’s cruelty has driven her mad.”

“Nevertheless, keep a close eye on Meredith.”

“Yes, mother.”

She closed her eyes, and he watched her chest rise and fall in shaking breaths. “I so desired to see you wed Gabrielle.”

He lowered his face to stare at his mother’s wrinkled hands. “You will be with me on that day,” he promised. He thought of his fiancé, her fair features and soft voice comforting to his fretful mind.

“You shall have beautiful children.”

He let her rest. At three o’clock the following morning, he was awakened by his valet with the news of his mother’s passing.

The funeral was held that night. As the
haloed sun finally lowered in the sky, the overheated waters of the ocean simmered in the distance, beyond the castle. Will stared at her pyre, closing his eyes as the torches were lowered to his mother’s body.

Gabrielle stood close to him, her black gown of mourning tossing in the humid wind. “She was kind to me, my lord. So very kind to me.”

“She loved you as a daughter.”

Gabrielle nodded, delicately dabbing at a tear with a lacy, white handkerchief. “You’ll go now for her, won’t you?”

He knew she was speaking of Eva.

I’ve waited long enough. They’
ve had another child; between Eva and Christopher, the two suns are burning this world.
Taking a steadying breath, he turned to his personal guard and closest friend. “Eric, I will travel tonight. We can wait no longer. The death toll is rising; she is our only hope.”

“Yes, your majesty.” He bowed slightly, but nodded in whole-hearted agreement. “You are a wise king. You’ve sacrificed many lives to wait for her. You’ve done all that you can.”

“I cannot fault them for having another child. But they must understand my haste.”

“They will. From what I remember of the queen, she was an intelligent ruler. She will persuade her daughter to help us.”

He sighed deeply. “I wonder if I will find her world much changed since last I traveled. Fourteen years have passed.”

His changeable eyes flashed amber for fleeting moment.
“A world changes slowly; a child grows quickly. Take care,” Eric replied. “Asher has told you that she is… a challenge.”

Will remembered her fiery, red hair and bright, green eyes, smiling fondly.

“She is a challenge… that I must accept.”

Chapter One

October 2029- Emerald Isle, NC

“Aw, yeah…
hold up… time for
me
to go home…DJ Eva in the
house!

I
grinned at the explosion of hooting excitement, making my way into the flashing blue lights of
Booters
.


Eva
,” Liam dropped his mouth to my neck, his hands roving over my tiny skirt. “Give ‘em what they want,” he urged, swaying with me to the cadenced beats of whatever house music Xavier was spinning behind the podium of the club. I waved to Emma, who elbowed her way to me through the crowd. Her girlfriend Cara carried a drink that sloshed over her hand, and she licked at it, grinning.

“How in the hell did your daddy let you out in that outfit?” She
shouted over the music, tugging on my short, hip-hugging black mini skirt and sequined halter top. The black, western-style, calf-high boots worked perfectly with the outfit, and a wide, matching glittery belt rested at my hips.

“I’m
almost eigh
teen
,” I fired, spinning in Liam’s arms to flatten my chest against his. “And I need a drink,” I purred into his ear.

He gave me
look, shaking his head. “No fucking
way
. Your dad will kill me.”

“He already wants to kill you,” I pouted, raising my hand high in the air. Everyone screamed excitedly, and Xavier laughed into the microphone, backing away from the electronic equipment.

“It’s all yours, baby!”

I waved my hand in a circle above my head.
The high-pitched, screaming frequency cut through the house music, and after several seconds, the stomping beat of J-Kwon’s
Tipsy
swallowed the club whole.

“Ha!
Old
school tonight,” Xavier tucked his headphones back over his ears, working to spin something into my song choice.


Where are you taking us tonight?” Emma asked excitedly, and I closed my eyes.

Somewhere
deep in the back of my mind, I pulled from a power I still didn’t understand. When I opened my eyes to the excited roar of the club, I smiled as droplets of electric blue rain fell from the ceiling. The floor beneath our feet lit to a pool of watery indigo and green, and I could smell cocoa butter and sand and sunshine. Palm trees swayed and seagulls trilled above our heads, and I turned to the bar.

Someone, bring me a drink.

Liam pressed against me from behind, and I dropped against him before sliding up his length as provocatively as possible. He wrapped his arm around my waist, and I could feel his hard-on pressed against my lower back.


You’re amazing,
” his mouth tugged at my earlobe, and I shivered, glancing in the mirrored wall across from us. The skirt barely skimmed the middle of my thighs, and my mass of scarlet curls tumbled over my shoulders and reached the middle of my back.

My
playlist tonight weaved through the years, from as far back as 1982 all the way to 2029. At one point, all the walls fell away, and we danced in a dark basketball court in the rain to a Naughty by Nature song. I was on my third complimentary shot when the St. Louis arch burst through the floor to reach the night sky as Nelly’s
Country Grammar
rapped through my drunken thoughts.

Everyone loved me. I was their high, their drug, their abandon from the
laws of reality and the constraints of what they knew to be truth and possibility.

And I was breaking every one of my father’s rules.


Outside
,” I ordered Liam, and we made our way through some kind of industrial warehouse with spotlights flashing and Cypress Hill’s whining lyrics blackening the walls.  The moment I crossed the threshold from the club to the cool, fall air, the club returned to its normal state, and Xavier took over the music- much to the crowd’s disappointment.

We made it as far as the darkened parking lot. He hoisted me up on the hood of his car, shoving m
y skirt up to my waist.

“Get off me, I’m drunk,” I protested. He wrapped on
e of my legs around his hip. His hand spanned my chest as I threw my head back to stare at the starry sky. His mouth was moving over my neck as his hand jammed up my skirt, but all I could feel was the cold, hard car hood.

And boredom.

“Take us somewhere,” he muffled against my skin, his tongue lapping over my stomach.

“Go away, Liam,” I argued, giving him a half-hearted shove.

“Come
on
, Eva,” he grunted pathetically, and I touched my chin to my chest, looking down at his swirling figure as he worked his mouth over the stud in my belly button.

He was cute
- in a pretty, preppy way- like the poster boy for a Georgio Armani Boy Scout camp. He packed way too much hardening gel onto his blonde head, and I giggled, making a fist to rap on his helmet.

“Eva, what the fuck are you doing?”

“Knocking on your hair.”

He cursed again and tugged my skirt down over my thighs, pressing his forehead to my abdomen. “You’re drunk.”

“I told you.”

After a moment of contemplation, he glanced around.

Finally, he jerked my skirt upwards again, and I narrowed my eyes. He fumbled with his pants, and I kicked at him. “Get off of me.”

“You’re not playing me like this again,” he snapped, his fingers curling over the band of my panties. “You just spent two hours dry-humping the shit out of me in that club.”

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