EVANORA’S POV A few minutes after Matthew left, just as predicted by the guard, dad arrived.He wasn’t polite enough to give the door a knock, barging in without my permission. The guards behind him did the same, quickly turning my room into a mini-battle ground.“What is going on?” I asked, peevishly as I stared at them. “What do you want from me now?”“I just want to speak to you, Evanora,” he replied moving closer to me. “That’s all.”“And then a dozen guards?” I was irritated and didn’t try to hide it. “Do they also need to talk to me? Or are you scared I’ll escape? Are these chains not enough?”“Fine,” he sighed then faced the guards. “You may all leave. Wait for me outside.”They gave him a final look for confirmation, nodded, and turned to leave. “Alright, Your Highness.”“So, Evanora,” he began whatever he had to say by taking a seat on my bed, next to me. “How are you?”I stared at him, hopelessly, feeling the root of all my problems dawn on me. “Are you asking me that, dad?
EVANORA’S POV Morning came and I was woken up earlier than usual. Maids rushed into my room, forcing me to take my bath and get freshened up. After I was done, they styled my hair, forcefully applied light make-up on my face then took out my outfit for the day. It was a black exotic gown I’d never laid my eyes on. Though it was beautiful, I couldn’t help but think of the irony. A beautiful gown for a day that was going to be far from beautiful. At least, there were a few similarities. It was black and looked very suitable for an elite funeral and if everything went in the way my dad planned, we were going to be holding a funeral. Possibly, for more than a single person. Brushing the thoughts away, I stared at my reflection in the mirror. The bruises around my neck and wrists from the grip of the chains were covered with necklaces and bracelets, tiny diamonds, and other precious stones glistening around me. “We’re done,” the maids announced after they were done dolling me up. “We’
EVANORA’S POV For the first time in a while, I missed my mother so dearly. Hugging the witch while I cried my heart out in her arms made me imagine how my life would have been if my mother was still with me. She definitely would have been on my side, right? She would support me and maybe would have been able to change my dad’s mind. I and the witch had our little emotional moment then pulled away with her taking my hand and leading the way to the dungeon. It was a totally unfamiliar path for me and seemed extremely far-Probably because I was so scared and was literally counting my steps. Though I missed him so much, I was scared to see Blade. Scared to see him in whatever state he was going to be in. Scared my heart wouldn’t be able to take it. He was going to be a mess. Despite being his daughter, my dad had barely cut me any slack and tortured me so mercilessly that I couldn’t even dare imagine what it’d be like for Blade. “Are you ready?” the witch interrupted my thought
EVANORA’S POV The dungeons echoed with the sound of my wails as guards burst in and dragged me away from Blade. I yelled, screamed, and pleaded but it was all to no avail as I felt myself get dragged out and thrown at the feet of my father who was waiting for me outside. “Why are you stubborn, Evanora?” he groaned. “I thought you were back to senses so I had my guard down and what did you do? Take advantage of that and compel the guards to escape?” “Dad,” I rushed to his feet. “I’m sorry about that, okay? So forgive me and let Blade go. Okay?” “I knew something was going on with you and that witch. You got her to lie to me about the Prince too, didn’t you?” he shook his head. “I don’t know what you did to have her on your side but it wouldn’t work for me. Guards, take her away.” “No,” I shook my head desperately. “Nothing is going on between me and the witch. I didn’t have her lie to you about me and the prince. We’re truly a bad pair so dad, please-” My words were cut short
EVANORA’S POV It almost felt like I had been training my whole life for that moment as every single one of Matthew’s training on the importance of good reflex came to use. In a flash, I followed Matthew’s orders and ducked, watching the twigs he threw my direction impaling the two guards that had their grips on me by the neck. At the sudden attack, the whole crowd was thrown into a sudden frenzy and I took it as an opportunity to break free. Without hesitation, I pushed the injured guards out of my war, immediately rushing to throw myself at Blade. I still had very little time. Enough time to push Blade away and replace his head with mine by the gallows. If anyone was going to end up without a head, it was going to be me first. “Evanora!” my dad yelled, realizing how quickly the tides had turned. “What in the world do you think you’re doing?!” “The only thing I can do, dad,” I cried out to him. “You leave me with no choice. I have to do this.” “Would you come to your senses
EVANORA’S POV The chants from the crowd were getting louder with every passing second, my tears not stopping as they freely rolled down my cheeks. My dad’s guards were frozen, conflicted on what to do considering how torn the crowd had quickly become. Desperately, I turned my head in my dad’s direction to look at him. His eyes looked just as desperate as mine, containing an element of fear in them. Of course, he was to be scared. He could tell I wasn’t joking and knew even his slightest actions could cause him to lose his only child at that moment. “Please,” I whispered to him. “Please, dad.” We locked gazes for a while, both doing nothing but pleading with our eyes. I felt hopeless and after a couple more seconds of my dad staring, he looked away. “Silence!” At his words, the bubbling crowd became silent, everyone immediately shifting their attention toward him. Sparing me another glance, he walked towards the podium, looked at the crowd, and took a deep exhale. My heartbeat
EVANORA’S POV The past two days went by very quickly with me barely leaving Blade’s side throughout. After the whole very dramatic event ended with Blade accepting to get us married in a week, he slumped and finally collapsed. It was only natural for it to happen, given how much torture he had been under for the past week alongside the insane amount of wolf's bane that was injected into his system. He was immediately moved to the infirmary, and the best doctor around began to treat him. Though he had been responding to all the treatment he was receiving, he had spent the past two days in bed, taking his time to heal while I did nothing but watch him closely. I was overjoyed. Despite him being unwell and unable to celebrate with me, I still felt extremely happy. It was all over. We were finally going to be able to stay together. A light blush crept towards my cheek as I recalled how he accepted to get us married. It felt like a dream. I was finally going to be getting married to
BLADE’S POV“Are you sure you’re really fine?”“For the millionth time, Evanora,” I laughed lightly, pulling her close to me to place a kiss on her forehead. “Yes, I am.”She shut her eyes and then let out a sigh. I could tell she was still worried about me not healing fully before heading back to my pack. I was fine though and as much as I wanted to do nothing but lay in her arms under the guise of taking my time to heal, I knew I needed to return to my pack.I could only imagine the frenzy the whole pack must have been thrown in without me being around. They must have been so confused and lost on what to do. After all, their Alpha was suddenly in captivity.It must have been hard for them all, especially Adam. I could only imagine how worried he was going to know there was almost nothing he could do. With me being in captivity, they couldn’t risk waging war against them. Especially since I voluntarily gave in.Thus, I was left with no choice but to return home to inform them I was w