It happened when all soldiers lost hope and thought they were fighting a battle with the fate to be defeated. ‘BOOOM!’ ‘THUD! THWACK! THUD!’ An explosion collapsed the outer wall of the palace and dark wizards and soldiers alike flooded in water crushing through from who-knows-where. But shock registered when they met the eyes of the person standing where the wall once stood. “I see. I almost missed all the fun.” There stood Princess Laylin scowling at her torn dress getting wet and an equally pissed woman behind her. “Did you really have to go this far? How am I going to walk around in this now!” Valerie was about ready to knock this stupid Princess out. Every man on the ground, thanks to the knee-high water flooding the palace, was shocked at the carefree women barging in as if they were taking a stroll in the garden. Ivan’s eyes widened. ‘That foolish Princess was here, in the middle of a battle! The King was right out of the door. If she dropped dead here, they wouldn’t b
"I'm sure you know if you try something, she dies." His eyes swept over Valerie and Ivan. "One less pawn won't make a difference.""No. Not her! Don't touch her!" She desperately tried to crawl but only ended up stumbling and falling on the bloody arena ground. "Let her go this instant!" She begged desperately as her heart was bursting out.Her mother shook her head, her eyes telling her to let her go but it only made Laylin more desperate."Oh, so you love the mother who abandoned you?" Sansy seemed amused and he cackled. "What to do though? You didn't want to be part of my 'shitshow'."Laylin shook her tear-soaked face, "Okay! Okay. Tell them to step back. Let her go and I promise, I will!" Sansy scoffed at the naivety of the Princess, "And why should I let her go?"At the end of her wits, Laylin snapped back. "I will help you!"She couldn't use her aura easily in these handcuffs. No matter how fast her aura might be but the moment she unleashes it, every wizard here will feel the
"...I still think you should see her," Laylin mumbled, in his embrace. When he didn't reply, she buried herself deeper in his embrace. "...Sorry. I should not talk about it recklessly." She mumbled saltily. It was a sensitive subject and she didn't have the courage to look him in the eye.He smirked, looking down at her. She was on edge and sensitive to his emotions. He wanted to pinch her puffed-up cheeks with how adorable she was being. His darkened features at that time must have put her on guard. Instead, he settled with running his hand in her hair. He still remembered the spitfire she was, ready to bite him when he first forced her to be his Mistress.He laid back suddenly on the divan, making her fall on him. "Ambrose!""Laylin." He held her by the waist, settling her on him. She instantly struggled to get off him but he held her there."What?! Someone will see!" she was huffing puffing while her face reddening in embarrassment."Laylin." He called her out again in his low se
“So Crimson Rukh, how do you feel about marrying me?” His question left everyone present speechless. Even bloodied and battered Ambrose scoffed. Laylin clenched her jaw and tried to walk past him but he blocked her path yet again. At the ends of her wits, Laylin burst out. “Get out of my way while I’m being nice!” Her voice trembled as she tried to run to her husband. Tilting his head in confusion, the demon sneered with contempt a second later. "Oh… Is that this dog’s filthy mark? Now that complicates things," he jeers. “I will have to kill him.” With his one tendril, he threw Laylin at a broken pillar and held her there while he slowly walked to the Lycan King. "Screw you!" Ambrose spluttered, exerting himself to the fullest despite his state. The demon cackled, throwing his head back, “Your worthless mother didn’t teach you manners.” He picked him up in the air and slammed him back down. Laylin screamed and struggled but her aura couldn’t fight against his sheer force. With
"Sire, please!" She begged the devil who smirked at her misery. The devil who had seduced her. Her fiance. Desperate tears welled up in her ocean eyes. "Please, I don't want to die... Help me!" "Laylin." He breathily called her name, thumping her heart. She saw his sculpted face through the smoke of his cigar. The huskiness in his voice flustered her. He beckoned her closer with his two fingers. It was humiliating but she was a fool who swallowed her pride and took tentative steps closer whenever he beckoned her. 'I hate myself for loving you.' She shut her eyes in self-loathing but it was him. He observed her with lazy golden eyes that had been bewitched at first sight. Then took another swig of his cigar with disinterest. Her heart clenched in pain. 'Why? Why must he look at me like that? Why couldn't he look at her like he looked at her?' The complaints were at the tip of her tongue but she held it in. Clenching her fist, she stepped forward to stand beside the divan he was se
Laylin decided not to hold back. Today was her last day in this wretched Palace so she promised herself that at the very least, she won't bite her tongue, like she had all her life. "Walk steadily, Princess!" The older woman pushed her forward, almost making her stumble. 'Would the King do this to me if my mother was alive...?' She gritted her teeth to suppress her anger. Her eyes were already swollen behind the flimsy veil from crying the night before. 'Would he sell her in marriage like a hostage?' Today was her wedding. A wedding without a groom or holy rituals. Her father had accepted this national marriage from the Lycans to pacify them but the truth was he wanted to catch the Lycans off-guard and start a war. ".... So Princess, please behave with dignity. This is your honor to be selected for this noble sacrifice. Ehan has to know it is your will so they can revere you! The end of those savage beasts is God's will! Smile and look content...." The poker-faced maid who was dr
Laylin raised a brow, silently asking her Governess if the rest of her entourage was able to flee and she nodded back. Laylin took a breath of relief. Her exhaustion made her slump. "Then-" The man dressed as the server clapped his hands, snapping them out of their moment rudely. "Princess, the King is requesting your presence." "Huh? What could you possibly mean... " “Even if it will be a little troubling to the Princess. We can’t delay delivering her to the King. The maids are ready, so please follow me!” All of them stiffened while Laylin visibly flinched. She couldn’t even lift a finger after going through the 'magnificent' royal treatment they had given her on her carriage ride but most of all, it was past midnight. They were going to send her to a man she hadn't formally married at this time of the night, did it make sense? Her Governess looked physically wounded at the disrespect. “B-But the Princess has just arrived…” The man narrowed his eyes filled with obvious ridic
A hush fell among the court ladies. Some of them were scared, some exasperated while some were just forced to be here. The female lycans were immaculately civilized with poise and elegance. Since their genes weakened and not many could shift, the Lycans had progressed in culture and economics to compensate for their disappearing superior genes. But try as they might, they couldn't leave humans behind as humans had centuries over them. A lady who couldn’t stand the eerie silence finally huffed out: “Lady Magny, I say, it’s futile.” She turned to the ladies who gave her the attention she sought, “Imperial etiquette aside, who are we even going to pay respect to? A lump of rotten meat? I can’t believe Princess Scarlet would belittle us this way!” Her agitation made her whinier than she already was. Magny gritted her teeth to stop them from chattering. Greeting the first lady to enter the King's chamber was a tradition. But! All of them have heard what tragedy had taken place