Jasmine looked from above her plate. “No one, why?”“Tell me, so I can figure out the rest for myself,” he urged. Jasmine's eyes darted around nervously.“Yes, I don't know,” she said with a shaky voice, and her hand seemed to tremble as well. Dylan frowned when he noticed all this.“You're lying to me,” he simply said. Jasmine gasped and lifted her gaze to look at him.“Who is it? Is it someone around here? Does the person stay in this mansion?” He continued, but Jasmine was adamant. She kept silent and Dylan was already running out of patience, but he told himself to relax, judging by her body language, he was sure she was still scared, especially when he asked if the person stayed in the mansion with them.That finally concluded his suspicions. The person lives with them under the same roof.“Look, Jasmine, I can't know if you don't tell me,” he said with a worried look.“I… I,” she stuttered, but Dylan waited patiently.She shook her head. “I'm sorry,” she whispered after the at
"How dare you?! You little thing!" Vivian pushed her down on the floor harshly."I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry." She knelt with her head bowed in fear."What a repulsive being, how dare you touch even the cloth of mine?!" Vivian kept ranting and Jasmine was left speechless. She could only lower her head down."I wonder who let such a creature into this place. You should be thrown outside and left for the wild beasts to do whatever they wish to do with you." The more Jasmine sat there and listened to her, the more scared she was and she had to rub her sweating palms together in fright.Yet, the more Vivian spoke, the more she tried to figure out where she heard that before. She was certain that the voice sounded familiar like she heard it recently and she wondered who. Just where on earth did she hear that voice from?."I am talking to you!" She heard Vivian yelled angrily. What? Did she say something because she didn't hear or her ears were playing a trick on her?."I told you to take
Jasmine's heart raced as she ambled towards Dylan as came out of his room.She should meet him.But as she neared the door, a voice called out to her, pulling her attention away from Dylan and towards Mrs Jane, the woman Dylan had asked to look after her.Jane was in a dark navy blue, the fabric smooth and flowing as it draped down her figure. The material was a light wool blend, perfect for the mild weather outside. The dress was long-sleeved, and the cuffs were adorned with delicate silver buttons. The neckline was high and modest, but not so much as to hide the graceful curve of her neck. Her shoes were black loafers, comfortable yet stylish. Her hair was pulled back in a low bun, accentuating her high cheekbones and piercing blue eyes. But it was the brooch on her lapel that caught Jasmine's attention. It was a small, intricately designed silver pin in the shape of a winged serpent, its scales glittering in the light."Can you hear me?" The voice jolted Jasmine back to realit
Jasmine returned to her cell, her mind racing with thoughts of Mrs Jane and the mysterious organization that she might be a part of. As she sat on her bed, lost in thought, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. It was as if someone had plunged a knife into her gut, and she doubled over in agony.At first, Jasmine thought it might be something she ate, but the pain only intensified. It was a deep, stabbing sensation that seemed to radiate throughout her entire body, leaving her trembling and gasping for air.For a moment, she lay on the floor, trying to catch her breath and ease the pain. But as she looked up, she realized that something was wrong. Her cell seemed darker than before, and the walls appeared to be closing in around her.Jasmine's heart raced as she struggled to stand up, her body wracked with pain. She stumbled toward the door, but it seemed impossibly far away, as though it was moving further away the more she tried to reach it.Jasmine's pain was like nothing
The physician rushed, the guard who had carried her out of her cell turned and ran back towards Dylan's office. His heart was pounding with adrenaline, and he could feel the sweat dripping down his back as he raced down the hallway.When he burst into Dylan's office, his breath coming in short gasps, Dylan jumped to his feet, his face etched with concern."What's going on?" he asked, his voice tight with anxiety."It's Jasmine," the guard panted. "She's with the physician. They're saying she's in bad shape."Dylan's heart sank. He had feared something like this would happen. Ever since Jasmine had been transferred to his room, he had known she was in danger. But he had hoped that he could keep her safe, that he could somehow protect her from the dangers that lurked around every corner.Now, as he raced to his room, his mind was consumed with guilt and self-recrimination. He should have done more to protect her, he thought. He should have been more vigilant, more watchful. But instead,
Dylan sat beside Jasmine's hospital bed, watching over her as the night dragged on. Her breathing was shallow, and every so often she would let out a soft whimper of pain. Dylan's heart ached as he watched her suffer, knowing that he was partly to blame.As the hours ticked by, Dylan became more and more tired. But he refused to leave Jasmine's side. He was determined to watch over her, to protect her, no matter what.As the first rays of dawn began to filter through the hospital window, Dylan's eyes grew heavy. He leaned forward and gently caressed Jasmine's face, tracing the lines of her delicate features with his fingers."You're going to be okay," he whispered, his voice hoarse with emotion. "I promise."Jasmine stirred, her eyes fluttering open. She looked up at Dylan, her gaze clouded with pain and confusion.Jasmine stirred, her eyes fluttering open. She looked up at Dylan, her gaze clouded with pain and confusion."Dylan," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper."I'm h
Dylan took a deep breath and leaned back in the chair, propping his feet up on the edge of the bed. Jasmine watched him as he spoke, taking in every word. He looked tired and stressed, but his eyes were full of determination."I won't rest until I find out who did this to you, Jasmine," he said firmly. "I'll leave no stone unturned until I have answers."Jasmine nodded weakly, feeling a wave of gratitude washed over her. Despite everything that's happened between them, she knew that Dylan cared about her deeply. It's clear in the way he was looking at her right now."I believe you," she said softly. "Thank you for being here with me."Dylan smiled warmly at her, reaching out to take her hand. She flinched at first, still feeling the residual pain from earlier, but then relaxed as his touch became gentle and comforting."I'm not going anywhere," he told her. "I'll stay by your side until you're fully recovered."They sat in comfortable silence for a few moments, just enjoying each othe
Dylan's heart felt like it had stopped beating as he stared at the lifeless body of Mrs. Jane. The woman who was supposed to be responsible for Jasmine, the woman who was supposed to keep her safe, was now gone. Dylan's mind raced as he tried to comprehend what had happened. How could this have happened? Who could have done this?.The scene in front of him feels surreal, like something out of a nightmare. The guards around them look equally shocked, and they all stand there in silence, trying to process the sudden turn of events. Dylan felt his legs go weak, and he had to grab onto a nearby chair for support. He could feel his chest tighten as the reality of the situation hit him. He had failed Jasmine. He had put her in the hands of someone who had ended up dead.As he stood there, his mind started to race with all sorts of thoughts. What if the killer was still around? What if they were after Jasmine too? He turned to Travis, who looked equally stunned by the turn of events. "We h
Anita turned around only to see Dylan and Travis standing there."Guards!" Dylan called angrily. "Cease her and check her room to see if there's anything there. Tomorrow would be set for your punishment."Dylan watched the guards dragging her away as she begged for him to listen to her. "Your Highness, I saw this in her room and many more." Dylan grabbed the letters and only then held information."That woman," he growled angrily."Travis," Jasmine beamed and quickly rushed to hug him. "Oh my God, I'm glad you're okay.""Yeah me too," he hugged her back. She pulled back and turned to Andrew. "You look okay as well, though as if you had a heart attack?" She teased and he smiled at her."Believe me when I say I never thought a heart attack would come in handy." He winked and she laughed.The rest were confused by their interaction but Jasmine and Andrew understood each other. She turned next to see Janice which made her smile widen."Janice, I've missed you. Where were you?""I'm sorr
"Who are you?" The king asked angrily.His aunt shifted closer to the king to whisper into his ears. The king's eyes widened in surprise."Oh so you're Dylan, my rival. I never knew I would be having you here tonight if not I could've been expecting your presence. But nothing has gone wrong and I think it would be wise if I give you the honor to serve the king which most servants find hard."Dylan knew better that he was mocking him and he wasn't surprised when the king signaled the servants to bring in drinks."Let him serve the king," the king laughed devilishly. Dylan clenched his fists when the guard offered him drinks to hold up for the king. His aunt smirked at him.So this was where she was all this while. He should've known better than to expect anything less from that family. Just remembering everything that he got to know from Sebastian made him boil but he held it in.Dylan bore the humiliation until he was done being a slave under the king. He waited patiently and slowly
Dylan felt restless and he felt the need to talk to someone, anyone in particular. He stood and found himself walking to the dungeon only to hear a sound coming from close by.He paid close attention and rushed over when he saw a guard struggling with blood all over him."What happened?""A... Attack. We're under attack," he struggled to say. Dylan looked close and saw the stabbed wound on his chest. He stood up and rushed over to where he believed Andrew was but no one was there. He became worried she quickly rushed to Jasmine's room but it was also empty. "No!" He screamed as his heart beat in his ears loudly."This can't be happening," he said while fidgeting in the room. What is going on? His rival was fast enough or maybe he was distracted instead."I see everything seems to be a shock to you," he heard a familiar voice from close by."Sebastian," he spat angrily as he turned around."I wasn't expecting you to find out this way, in fact, I wasn't expecting you to find out at al
Dylan's eyes scanning the crowd before him. The people had gathered in the main square, eager to hear what their leader had to say. They whispered amongst themselves, wondering what this urgent announcement could be about."Dylan, Dylan, Dylan!" they chanted, as he raised his hands for silence."Everyone," Dylan began, his voice carrying across the square. "Today, I stand before you with a heavy heart. It has come to my attention that one of our own has betrayed us. One of our own has been stolen from the kingdom's treasury."The crowd gasped, their eyes widening in shock and disbelief."I speak of none other than my own friend, Travis," Dylan continued, his voice trembling with emotion. "He has been banished from this kingdom, never to return."The crowd erupted into a mixture of cheers and jeers. Some were happy to see justice being served, while others were outraged at the banishment of one of their own.Dylan continued to speak, his voice growing louder and more forceful. "I assu
Dylan sent her away after and she dragged herself away from him. Dylan paced around his room and he found it rather unsettling with her calm and silent she was. What was going on with her?He shook his head and decided to go and check on things himself. He also needed to go to the meeting with the elders concerning the war. He went off to the place and was startled to see the guards already there and waiting for him."What is going on?" He asked them with a frown."There's something you need to know, alpha," they said immediately as he sat down."What is that?" He asked with a creased face."We found out that someone is stealing from us."He furrowed his brows. "Who could that can?""Well, before your return Travis wanted to keep everything safe so for that reason he decided to keep things under his watch and that means taking in some things is his responsibility.""He took the royal guard for example until you returned before he gave them back to you. Well with that said, my lord Tra
Dylan was stunned by the news he just got. He was already feeling guilty for locking Jasmine up and he was already regretting everything he did but he tried not to let it disturb him. Yet he had this feeling like she failed her and he needed her to trust him.He sighed and looked around the room in frustration. He couldn't even trust her and yet here he was bothering her after all the lies she told him. However, he felt alone and needed her by his side. He suddenly felt like she should be worth him and not far from him.What was he going to do? He felt lost and he needed advice but had no one to meet. The only person he could meet for advice also betrayed him. Who should be really trusted then. He shook his head as ye tried to control his thoughts.Was there any chance for him to find true love? He doubted there was. Not after what has happened to him. He looked around the room and sighed. What should he do?He loved Jasmine but she ended up breaking him as well. She broke him the mos
She took in deep breaths as she stared through the door and watched as they all walked around. She felt relieved but at the same time bothered by their presence, just needed to escape."So what is the plan?" She heard his voice from behind her."What else than to make sure we get out of here." She immediately crouched to his level. "I think it's best if we act it up, like act as if you're having a heart attack or something.""Would that work? I mean there is a higher possibility that it won't work at all.""Well we have no other option but to try." She revealed and sighed. "I just want to leave this place before it's too late," she replied."How can you do that?" "Simply by act, exactly what I just told you. That would be the simplest way out of here and you know I'm telling the truth.""I guess you're correct but I think guards wouldn't fall for such tricks immediately.""Then it's our job to make them fall. Look, I'm trying my best to leave here and you and I know how impossible it
"Hello…" She called him but he refused to speak to her or even turn to look at her."Aren't you… aren't you the physician who treated me?" Jasmine asked as she approached him and began to speak to him.After hearing that, he turned his eyes but didn't turn to look at her."What are you doing here sir? Did Sebastian send you here after he got stabbed or who did?" Jasmine asked him and on hearing that, Andrew turned to look at who was talking to him."You….I recognize you. Why are you here? Who brought you here?" Andrew asked her as soon as he saw Jasmine and recognized her."It was not a funny experience sir. I got kidnapped and ended up here." Jasmine replied simply."And no one has come to save you?" He asked in surprise."Yes, no one did and I even doubt if anyone even knows that I went missing." She replied again."And how is what you are saying even possible? Was Dylan the one that put you here? What did you do to him for him to keep you here ?" He asked her but she just sighed."
She leaned against the cool surface and waited for the dizziness to subside. That smell... She remembered it somewhere but couldn't put her finger on it. Her eyes focused on the wall again and she realized that it was getting lighter. She looked around cautiously but everything seemed normal.Nothing was out of place and the floor was covered by the carpet. Everything looked exactly the same. Except for the feeling in the air. It felt thick and oppressive but at the same time warm and comfortable.The strange scent began to disappear when a bright light appeared.No shadows. No dark shapes. Just light. It was definitely coming from the windows, which were open. How did it get open without opening it first? The only explanation was that somebody opened it. Or perhaps... she thought as a shiver ran through her. The smell was getting stronger. She closed her eyes and concentrated on listening closely.Except that the smell continued, stronger and stronger. Was that what she smelled ear