The great North Le Frère wasn't under his command yet but as the next successor of the throne, Dreygur had chosen loyal knights that will serve him during his reign. He chose them by himself ever since he is a kid. It is a tradition of the Davenfords that whoever is the next in line to the throne will have to choose his battalion of knights to be trained and ready to serve the future King. Pure-blooded knights who are descendants of the first knights of the ancestors of the Davenfords. He has been with them since childhood. Loyal and trustworthy. Even though Dreygur is not yet King, he already has their loyalty. It is their rule that Dreygur's safety must be prioritized more than the current Queen of Le Frère.And now he will use his best knights for his wicked plan. He is desperate to get the only woman he loves. Dreygur is currently sitting in the swivel chair of his modern personal library which is just next to his room in the palace while reading a history book about the Davenfor
The two of them sauntered together with his arms around her back. Dreygur flashed a smirk when Sumire joined him in his room without knowing what he was going to do with her. She naively entered the lair of the devil. The maiden didn't doubt his evil motives or having a second thoughts upon entering Dreygur's room. The only thing on Sumire's mind was to eat a little cake that her Uncle made and drink a glass of wine then return to her room to have early rest to get ready for the Davenfords' reunion tomorrow.Sumire didn't want to come along as she wanted to be alone and enjoy the beauty of the night in her room, but she didn't want to disappoint her Uncle Dreygur. She didn't want to ruin his night and the excitement she was seeing earlier in his eyes. 'The truth is that it's not enough to make up for what Uncle Dreygur did to bring me here. If it wasn't for him, I might not have experienced the beauty of North Le Frère.' said Sumire in her mind as she sat down on the chair that Dreyg
Stunned, Dreygur got off the bed, regardless of his nakedness in sight. He stood in front of the woman who was fast asleep. The young man's eyes widened, couldn't believe what he was seeing. The disappointment was visible on his face upon seeing the strange woman on his bed. Jaw clenched, Dreygur shaking with anger at the nightmare he didn't want to face. His mind doesn't seem working to process all the happenings he wasn't expecting. He felt his world collapse at the fact it wasn't Sumire he spend and shared that hot night with. It was as if he had been poured with frozen water. He tricked into believing that he was with his niece.Eyebrows knitted into a deep frown, Dreygur had many questions in mind. 'Who is that girl? Where is Sumire? Who lets this girl in? How did this happen?' He told no one about his plan- nailed on his feet, Dreygur sat back on his bed. He firmly closed his eyes and his questions were answered when Chadwick crossed his mind."Damn it." Dreygur audibly cussed
Afternoon strikes and the palace was already engaged in different activities preparing for the Davenfords' upcoming reunion. All the maidservants and butlers in the palace were occupied with the task. They prepare the huge perfect banquet for later. None of them engage in small talk. They focus on their job, silently doing the task commanded to them.While the other Davenfords were on their way to the palace, the other member of the clan had already arrived. Gathering in the palace hall, chatting with one another. Sumire was in her room staring at her reflection in the human-size mirror, checking the light makeup she put on her face was correct. She took out a set of jewelry that Mort had given her. The jewelry goes well and is perfectly suited with her lava red gown embellished with expensive small pieces of diamonds. The maiden flashed a bright smile after putting on the jewelry. She would never embarrass or bring Massoullèves in shame. She was carrying the name of their entire cla
Feasting the main courses and desserts on the table with wines and other beverages, the grand luxurious dinner served in a banquet combined with a super cool and pleasing atmosphere. The sound of clinking glasses and the serene yet heavy air reigned every corner of the royal hall. Everybody on the long table surfeited themselves on the banquet of delicious cuisine. Everyone is eating their fill while the elders are busy talking about business proposals and progress in the family businesses. Smiling, Queen Zèlle is pampering Sumire next to her. She doesn't want her granddaughter to be out of place. Chadwick, on the other hand, was talking to Archduke Zeno, glanced from time to time at Cataleia, who had set her eyes and only looked deeply at Dreygur, but the man was secretly staring at Sumire. 'Too bad.' said Chadwick in his mind as he focused his full attention on the person he was talking to."These days, it's very easy to make a nuclear bomb but the engineers of our team want to do
The cold wind blows and stirred the place. Two powerful hunks face off oozing heavy auras around dominating one another. Intense gazes clashed, and everyone felt the tension reigning between Mort and Dreygur. Both are calm, no one uttered a word but it seems like a war broke out between them. A silent cold war that can't just be ignored by the people around. Dreygur didn't even bother to hide his hatred towards the man he loathes in his eyes while Mort looked emotionlessly into Dreygur's eyes. Mort restrained himself, especially knowing what he wanted to do the moment he and Dreygur came face to face would put Sumire into trouble. Blanche had warned him not to rush things, especially since he was in the territory of the Davenfords and Dreygur was an Heir to the throne. The situation will never go in his favor even though he is one of the most powerful figures in the world. Now, Mort is trying to hide his intention to kill this despicable man.Dreygur, on the other hand, wanted to rai
Hands intertwined and the heat started to burn inside, Sumire and Mort were alone inside the carriage. The maiden stared at his face. She still couldn't believe that Mort is here. That she was with him now, right next to him and they were still holding hands. The constellation of stars in Sumire's midnight eyes was shining and her sweet smile was painted on her face. They exchange deep and longing gazes. The warmth of his gaze seemed to penetrate her skin. The heated stare in them made her heart and blood race.Sumire could hardly contain her happiness right now. She could barely conceal her delight. All her worries vanished into the air like a bubble upon seeing him. She forgets what she heard about the threat that Mort will face in Nort Le Frère. The maiden gulped as her eyes landed on Mort's lips. She was tempted to kiss him. Her lips twitched in the desire to taste it. She was having second thoughts about what she wanted to do. Sumire felt her knees weaken at the thought. Such wa
Upon Mort, Klauss, Laurel, Narco, and the twin's arrival, the Massoullèves boarded their private jet, were about to reach North Le Frère to join the exciting festival. The place started to become lively and the joy exist beyond the huge palace wall. Down below, the houses are empty, but the village is all alive, bustling with festivity, warmth, and noise. Outside the palace, people of all generations walk through the streets wearing traditional clothes with colorful embroidery. Flags are put all over North Le Frère. The hustle and bustle of chatter, cheers of celebration; the tantalizing smell of warm stew, fry meat, and caramel desserts wafted the air. The village emitted a golden glow. Instrumental music was played everywhere, some people performed dance swords, breathing fire on the streets, and many more extraordinary performances. It's like entering a whole new world. Even in the City of North Le Frère, the fancy festival feels sad, people are busy preparing for the upcoming fe