The night was cold and Kral carried me across the hall in my long white bathrobe. The ladies-in-waiting on the road all bowed their heads in surprise when they saw us. I kept my head down and didn't dare to look at their expressions. I only felt my ears turn red."How long are you going to hide?"Suddenly, there was a deep voice over my head, and I looked up. Kral's jaw was taut with anger, and a cold stare was fixed on me beneath his thick black eyebrows."I. . . I don't know what you mean." I was keenly aware of the anger in Kral's voice. His voice was low with suppressed anger and a hint of impatience, but I didn't understand what I had done to make him so angry.At the end of the corridor, Kral, who had heard my answer, stopped. His temperament grew more violent. His brows furrowed and his arms around me tightened so tightly that my skin could feel the warmth of his skin through the soft towel."Two questions," Kral said in a chilly tone. "First, what will you do if I don't get th
Finally, I got tired and lay down next to Kral. Kral lay with me for a while, and then I was held in his arms again. Looking at his face, my flustered mood slowly calmed down. I couldn't help but curl up in his arms, my head resting on his broad chest, feeling safe enough.Walking down the long hallway, Kral kicked open the front door and laid me down on a large, soft bed."This is my room. You can rest here. Don't worry, no one will do anything to you that you don't want to do."Kral went to another corner to clean his body. He didn't look at me. His back was to me. Through the glass window, I hid under the quilt. I saw myself in a sorry state with a towel over my head. My shoulders and calves were exposed, and I could not see his expression as the candle in the room glowed faintly."Your Highness, I have made a deal with you, and I thank you for taking me out of the Red Moon Pack. Your condition is that I become your queen. And I will try to take responsibility and not let you down.
After that night, Vivian never left my side. She always thought there were no good people in the palace, but in fact, since I began to express my feelings directly, most of the people in the palace were very respectful to me. Except for one person, Susana always had a touch of coldness under her pale gray eyes."Miss, please get up."Susana's tone is always rigid, like a machine that never makes mistakes. I was wrapped in a soft quilt. It was as soft as a cloud, and when I opened my eyes, the curtains of the French windows in my bedroom were pulled back by the maids, and the soft morning sun shone through the glass, illuminating my sleeping face."Good morning, Susana."I sat up and said good morning to her in a firm voice.Whether or not her attitude towards me has changed, I am showing her my attitude."If there's nothing urgent, I don't think you need to open the curtains for me.""I must warn you, Miss, there is a lot to learn today. Your teacher is already waiting."Susana spoke
The afternoon session is a royal etiquette class taught by Susana. She looked at me and Vivian with cold eyes. Her eyes seemed to be a ruler to measure our movements, and every mistake we made was caught and scolded."Vivian, raise your hand."I made a standard gesture and looked at Susana's unkind eyes in Vivian's direction. The bell between my wrists rang softly, and I could not help but remind her anxiously in my heart."Ah, sister, I don't like this etiquette lesson."Vivian, with a sad face, raised her arm again with difficulty. The bell carried the sound of her heart. Among the trained maids, Vivian is like a duckling among the Swans. In the fluttering pink fluffy dance skirt, her non-standard posture is always obvious."Hang in there, Vivian. This class will be over soon. How about having the chef bring you your favorite cranberry cake tonight?"I stretched my arms on the polished wooden floor as Susana asked, practicing the ballroom dance that royalty must learn, and peering o
It's Bernice!I quickly looked in the direction of the sound, and Alen nodded at me. I knew I had found the place.Vivian whispered to me, "Sister, there is a great smell of blood!"I silently clutched my sleeve and watched Alen bake a seal on a candle, then place it on the black wall. A golden light flashed and the wall made a loud noise."Wow," Vivian had never seen.With a bang, the wall cracked on both sides. The dust filled the air and Vivian and I were pushed back by Alen.After the dust, I saw a woman through the wooden railing. Her hands and feet were chained to the wall, and a chain around her neck made it almost impossible to see if she was breathing.Her hair fell down over her face. Her clothes were indistinguishable, and her exposed limbs bore dark red marks. There was a black stain on her feet, left by some unknown object. In the basement cell, which had little light, everything about her seemed ominous.I can't believe this is Bernice who always shines, but my ears don'
"Bud, take a note of what she says. I'm not interested in wasting my time here. Alen, you know what to do with her body.""Yes, Your Highness," Alen and Bud replied.Kral gets up from his chair. Though Bernice was still alive, in Kral's eyes, she was almost dead.Alen opens the secret door again. Kral reached out to me and said gently, "Come with me. The air is bad here. It's not good for you to stay here.""No, no, no! Stop! Your Highness! Please give me another chance! I'll tell you everything!"Bernice screamed frantically, and all I saw in her curse was Kral's deep eyes. From the beginning, Kral had not even looked at Bernice.The blood-colored liquid ran around Bernice's mouth. Under the witch's magic and Kral's indifference, Bernice's psychological line of defense broke down completely.“Your Highness, I really don't know who he is. When he came to me, he didn't reveal any information about him, but I smelled that there was a fragrance of flowers on his black hood! ! It was like
Delia’s POVThe steam was rising around me. The bathroom window was open, and the white moon hung in the dark blue sky, shining like pearls on velvet cloth.I stared at the sky, lying in the bathroom tub, thinking about the day's events.What the elder William said about royal discipline, about loyalty to mate, reminded me of His Royal Highness Kral. He was so noble and cold. I remember how he questioned Bernice that afternoon. Had it not been for the sharp arrow, everything would have been under his control. Bernice was supposed to be able to tell the secret under Kral's guidance.Nothing seemed to escape Kral's grasp. He is always in control of the development and outcome of everything. He tortured Bernice's body for a week, then used the witch's potion to break her, and finally used her weakness to drive her to her death.He laughed in the dark. Even now in the warm tub, it still gives me chills.I shook my head, trying to shake off my memory of him. I hugged my shoulders and sank
It was the first time I had seen the palace so lively. The palace, which was always silent and cold, was suddenly surrounded by flowers, wine, and candlelight. The waiters walked through the hall, serving the nobles in their fancy clothes.I stood on the balcony on the second floor, looking down at the guests through the white veil. The women were graceful in their postures and the men were gentle in their manner. They gathered together in twos and threes, greeting each other politely and warmly. There were some old men in the simplest white robes. They may look like ordinary old people, but everyone knows they are the most powerful elders of all the nobles.These people were born with noble blood and status. Their every move was elegant and standard. Who would be the betrayer? I thought to myself."Sis, the banquet is about to start. Susana says His Highness is waiting for you in the Hall of Mirrors."Vivian pushed the door open, and I calmed myself down and walked over to her. She h