“Bring her in,” Isabella ordered in a stern voice. Her face is emotionless. She wasn't pretending to be a sweet lady right now. Two guards dragged Eve to the front of the assembled maids. The maids raised their heads to look at the offender. Penelope's jaw dropped when she saw Eve with teary eyes, her hands bound to her back with a rope. Eve dropped to her knees, her eyes red from crying so hard. Her muffled screams could not be heard because of the cloth thrust into her mouth. Her heart raced in her chest because it seemed she was going to breathe her last day. She still needed to take care of her grandmother and little sister. She had come to the palace as a maid with the hope of taking care of her sister because her mother had run away after her father died. Eve has made sure to be careful in the palace and not cross anyone. When she was appointed as one of the maids assigned to Selene, she couldn't be happier because she could see the woman was different. But here she was wit
Rayne was left with no choice right now since the physicians were already attending to her, yet there was no sign of her waking up. Drake walked closer to the woman; he placed his hand gently on his wrist, holding it. Drake closes his eyes to see if he can see what has gone wrong with her. “Drake, what is wrong? Were you not able to see anything?” Rayne asked in a worried tone. Drake releases Selene's hand, shaking his head before turning to look at the King. “I couldn't see anything about her. This is my first time seeing something like this since my years of existence,” Drake confessed, his brows furrowed with confusion. He was confused because this had never happened, and with this, he wondered who she was. Though she hadn't seen the king's true Luna, this woman here was giving him some weird kind of energy that he had never come across before. “Are you saying she will not wake up, or are your powers deteriorating?” Rayne taunted
Penelope noticed the subtle change in Selene's mood. She could see she was even more different from the way she was yesterday. Selene walked to the oval mirror on the wall of her room. The smell of lavender lingered in the room because of the scent in the water she used to bathe in. “Can you tell me more about Eve?" Selene said, her voice breaking the silence in the room. She made her dress properly, staring at her reflection in the mirror. She still remembered the dream she had vividly, but she didn't know what to make of it. The girl with her same replica but with golden eyes. “Milady, I have known Eve for a while. We are close, and she does tell me about her little sister and her grandma. She told me she was working hard because of them," Penelope explained as she crossed her hands against each other. Sadness marries her face as she breathes in and out. “Did you know where these relatives are living?" Selene asked, her heart achin
Rayne, after attending to court matters in the courtroom, went back to his chambers. Instead of going to his room, he strolled to Isabella's room. Despite trying hard not to think about Selene, he couldn't bring himself to not think about the girl. He couldn't forget her dark eyes, which looked at him with hatred. If he had known that Selene was too emotional, he would have tried to look into the matter, but he didn't even know he would have to pity her like this. "Rayne,” Isabella slurred as she walked to the center of the room to meet Rayne halfway. But when she saw the stern look of Rayne, she stopped in front of him, inquiring. “What is wrong?” “Why did you kill the maid, Isabella?” Rayne asked in a clipped voice. He was still angry at the fact that Selene could break down like that in front of him. Isabella laughed nervously before wrapping her arms under her bosom. "She poured hot tea on me,” Isabella said with a satisfying expression on her face. “And that is why I'm su
The villagers let out a scream when they saw a woman lifeless on the ground with her soul sucked out of her, her eyes carved out of her eye socket, and the flies wallowing in the crook of her eye. It was already morning in Eldoria. A woman had come to deliver wood to the woman, leaving her alone here with her baby. However, just before she could go into the room, the woman's body was found on the ground. The woman, on seeing the corpse, let out a scream, and the villagers rushed out to see what was wrong. “I saw her last night." “She was the only one living with her husband. I heard she had no husband." “Who could have done that?" “Are we not safe again in the town?" Murmurs and a series of whispers filled the ground, and the police bureau came to take the woman's corpse off the ground. “Did anyone see her child?" One of the policemen asked the villagers, and they all shook their heads in denial that they had not seen the baby. “Did you think the culprit took the child too?" An
“How dare you touch what is mine?" Rayne rephrased his question, walking towards them in his long strides. Aron turned towards him to refute his claim when a punch suddenly landed in Aron's face, and Selene covered her mouth in shock as she gasped. “I warned you not to touch what is mine, Aron." He said again, ready to punch him as his insides boiled in anger. But he stopped himself. He looked at Selene in the cream dress. He had noticed most of Selene's dresses always exposed her cleavage because they were too tight; maybe it was high time to get her a new set of dresses. Rayne looked at Selene calmly. She looked like a kitten right now as she stared at him. He didn't mean to scare her, but he didn't even know when the words blurted out on his lips. He clicked his tongue, and Aron rubbed his jaw. “What is that for? I saw a leaf on her shoulder and was trying to take it away.” Aron tried explaining his cause of action towards Selene, but deep down, he knew that was not true. Rayne
Selene sat down in her room, pacing around. She stares at her reflection in the room. She was in pain because of what Rayne said today, and she wished in her mind that it wasn't true. “I hate you,” she muttered under her breath. Her eyes are becoming teary, but she is not going to cry, not now. “Not again, Selene." "It's time for you to wake up from your fantasy dream," she said, but she wasn't sure if she would have confidence in doing that. To wake up from her deep slumber. “I will make him want me,” she said aloud to herself as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. She had always received praise from her mother and father in the past, and she knew she was a beautiful woman many men couldn’t refuse. If not for her weak state, she might not be here right now. ___ “Papa, what if the mate bond wasn't involved? Would you still love Mother? Selene asked her father under the tree in front of their house. At this time, she was around eighteen years old. “I already loved your mot
“Are you looking for this?” he asked with a smirk, his eyes full of excitement as he stared at Selene. Selene's face flushed when he held the book in his hand, showing the cover to her. She had promised herself not to be intimidated by him. He clearly said he doesn't love her and doesn't care about her. “Thank you. I was looking for it,” she said, her voice clipped, taking the book from his hold. She turned her back towards him and made her way out of the library when Rayne suddenly tried to catch her hand, but instead of his hands touching hers, it drew the cloak she wore back, and the cloak fell off her head and shoulder. Her hair sprawled out as the cloak settled down to the pool at the back of her feet. She turned abruptly, in shock, to face him. “What is that for?” she asked, the tone of her voice distant and cold. The beating of the rain and the coldness of the library with this alluring woman in front of him disrupt his senses. Rayne's mouth parted in shock, and he wondere