Ducan's p.o.v"Master," Iris called while she approached me."What, did I tell you to come in?" I answered in a low husky voice."I'm sorry I didn't knock. I am here to treat you." She said.I came out of the pool and walked to the wardrobe ignoring her.I didn't want to talk to anyone as of now. Ose was the only exception.When he told me he was going to call her, I said okay because I didn't want him to worry too much about me.I grabbed a robe and put it on slowly with a heavy sigh.I felt weak, pathetic, angry, hurt, and sad. This was the second time I was feeling like this since my parents' death."I have brought you a portion that can calm you down and relax your mind. You won't forget anything, but your heart won't hurt as much as it should." She said.That portion wasn't supposed to be given to me. It was supposed to be given to Eleanor.I was sure she was still going through a hard time right now."I don't need it. If you really want to help me in any way, then take good care

Bright's p.o.v"Never go into the hero's tent without being called and never talk back when spoken to without his permission." Those were the so-called golden rules that every warrior was supposed to follow. It was laughable because the way they treated the hero was like he was part of the gods when he was just a mere human being.The other rules weren't important, but I was told to keep them at heart. On Wednesday I wasn't allowed to walk around at night because it was the day most warriors had fun with the female servants and maids. They hated it when they came across someone they thought of as weak.As for why they treated Conner like trash it was simple. Because he was weak in their sight.Over a meal, Conner opened up a bit to me and I got to learn a few things about him.Although he was skilled in fighting, he could never kill or injure his opponent due to his past experience. He one day watched his mother being split in half by some robbers who broke into their house.He wanted

Ducan's p.o.v"Forgive me for asking this great Maou, but why are you in my private study room?" Ose asked seriously.I moved and went to sit on a sofa which was opposite his desk."I'm losing my mind," I answered softly.He put his scroll down then stood up and moved in front of me."Didn't the ancient witch help you in any way?" He asked in concern."She did, but it's still hard on me and what's worse, is that I'm turning into a stalker," I answered honestly.He kept quiet and then laughed softly."Ducan what do you mean by a stalker? Because there is no way in heaven or hell you are spying and following your wife." He said.When I couldn't respond, he widened his eyes in shock."Ducan, are you seriously stalking her?" He asked at the top of his voice."Yes, I am. What else was I to do? She refused to talk or look my way!" I answered seriously."Is that why you are in your human form?. Also, have you forgotten that she asked for time!" He exclaimed."Well I know she did, but I can't

Ducan's p.o.v "Thank you," I whispered softly to Eleanor while we walked back to the palace. "For what?" She asked. "For helping Micah out," I answered, then looked at our linked hands happily. I felt like we got closer after working together. I also had hope that she would soon be sharing my bed chamber again. "Well, they are ...." She hesitated but completed her sentence. "My people as well." She answered with a shrug. I smiled and then gave her hand a light squeeze. She was really kind and very considerate. When she looked at me seriously and then stopped walking, I too did the same. "Ducan, just because I am okay with what happened today it doesn't mean I'm not upset with you." She said as my smile faded. I knew she was, and I could have been surprised if she wasn't. "I know. I'm just glad and grateful that you were willing to help out." I answered then glanced to the side when I heard light movements behind the tree. "Eleanor, thank you for today. You can go back in a

Ose's p.o.vI reached the door to my bedchamber and the door opened by itself.I hesitated before going in.Clair was sitting on the ground with her hands pressed on each side of her head.I stood still for a second then approached her and stood in front.She dropped her hands and looked at me seriously."Have you come to a decision?" I asked seriously."No. A warrior does not leave other warriors behind. Even if I decided to leave, it wouldn't make me feel at ease. I could inform their parents that their children are still alive yet watch them live in worry over how they would survive in this territory. If I stay, then we will all be thought of as dead and our parents would be very heartbroken." She answered with a sad expression on her face.She looked conflicted and somehow pale. It made me want to sympathize with her."I have another deal for you," I said calmly."What is it this time?" She asked sarcastically."If you tell me about the male warriors' positions, strategy, weapons,