*Jane*Without giving Zeeb another glance, we made our way upstairs in silence, both of us sulking over our ruined touring plans. It would have been better if we had not come downstairs today at all. However, the deed was already done. Too bad for us.When we reached my room, Mara quietly opened the door, and we both walked in. Getting into the room, I glanced at my bed. “Pa!” I didn't waste time, before falling flat on my bed.Today was so stressful and it wasn't within my expectations. Mara, on the other hand, dragged her body to the soft chair and sat down. She seemed extremely fatigued.It was obvious she was pretending to be fine when we were downstairs.At first, I wanted to laugh upon sighting her seating posture, but then again, I couldn't help but feel pity watching as she closed her eyes.As my eyes stayed fixed on her for almost a long time, I suddenly realized something.“Wait, is she sleeping? Like, right in my room!” I almost screamed, as I mumbled inwardly.If anyone
*Jane*Before I knew it, Mara appeared at the door. “I'll be right back. Let me get the dice,” she shouted, then left the room.I wanted to say something, but my voice trailed off. She had left already, so I could only stop speaking.Realizing she might take a while, I settled into a chair and slowly took out the neatly kept, newly bought phone.“Wow!” I gasped. There were no other words perfect for such a beautiful phone.Honestly, this should be my first time looking at a phone this intensively. It felt so cool touching it.However, although I kept admiring it, I did nothing other than that. I don't know how to operate it, so it seems nothing but a little fascinating item to me right now.Just as I was admiring the phone, I heard the door opening sound. It was probably Mara. We're going to be playing a game, so it was normal not to be any distraction. I gently returned the phone back to where it was kept.After doing that, I glanced at the door and truly it was Mara who had just en
*Jane*I don't want to admit I lost in the dice game but that was the truth.“Why are you screaming? It's just a game after all.” I scoffed, shrugging off my shoulder.Hearing what I said, Mara stood up from the floor and laughed upon seeing my expression.“You… you really need to see your facial expression.” She pointed at the mirror opposite her, and laughed.She didn't even give a single break from her laughter. Hearing what she had just said, I wanted to tear up, but I couldn't. I mask whatever tears I wanted to vent out, and indifferently glanced at the mirror.Truly, she wasn't lying. Even when I tried to bring out a smile, it looked forced.I won't admit I'm envious of Mara because I really am not envious. I just wanted to win and that's it, but since I didn't win, I could only blame myself for that.“Just let me be.” She spat, my face cold as ever.Mara scoffed, as she rolled her eyes at me. “You're right. You need to be alone to grieve about your loss.” “This bastard!” I see
*Jane*Fortunately, I could finally leave the room. As I turned the handle, anticipating the door to open, I felt a large hand on top of mine.The hand was large yet cold, sending a flush to my face.The coldness of the hand stifled the screams that were about to escape my mouth.However, that doesn't mean I wasn't anxious and scared. “Who's in this room with me?” As I wondered, my mind kept going places.Could it be some spirit? Who aside from a spirit would be in such an enclosed room that seems suffocating.Finding my voice, I finally asked in an anxious yet hurried voice. “Who… who are you?” I need to know the identity of this person, before I can decide whether to scream or find another way to escape.However, more and more seconds passed, without the individual speaking.His silence made my heart tighten even more. I started thinking dangerous thoughts. Was this man a dangerous person?Could it be a kidnapper? Or an enemy?As I tried getting an answer, the anxiousness within
*Jane*Hearing him ask this, made me sigh inwardly. What I feared for eventually happened. I knew Damon would ask and be curious about what I was doing in this room, talk more or even come to this second floor in the first place, but what I didn't think of was the response I would be giving to him.Gathering myself, I muttered with my face lowered. “I’m sorry King Damon. I shouldn't have left the first floor to this second floor. I would never try acting more than myself again.”I have thought it through and felt admitting to my deeds would help me a little.I made sure to be sincere with my apology. Although I knew the consequences of what I wanted to do, I still went ahead to do what I had in mind, so it was normal that I apologized.Seconds after I apologized, I didn't hear anything from Damon. Why was he silent? Didn't he hear what I said? I darted my eyes in confusion, as I suddenly felt a shape piercing glare at my skin. The piercing glare on my skin made me alert as I wondered
*Jane*Damon must be exhausted yet Zeeb still had the effrontery to bring in more work for him to do. My chest was puffing in anger. In fact, if I get the chance to see him alone, I would question him.I watched in utmost anger as he dropped the many files on the table that were already piled with documents already.I didn't even realize when watching that I'd forgotten to check the books I stood up for.After Zeeb dropped everything, he remained silent, then said. “About the drought town, reports have been delivered to us.” From his solemn tone, I could tell it was something serious he was about saying.I suddenly felt awkward. Would it be alright if I'm here listening to anything important? I wanted to leave yet I was still confused. After enough thinking, I decided to leave. I don't want any problem cropping up just because I'd listened to what they were saying.With that decision, I dropped the book in my hand back to the shelf and started walking out of the office.My legs were
*Jane*Hearing her response, I pursed my lips.“Oh.” I murmured in understanding.However, I was feeling bittered inwardly knowing it was Damon that sent her.Gosh, I shouldn't be expecting anything good from that cold hearted King.Hmph! I puffed my head trying to act as unaffected as ever.“Yes.” She nodded.Without wasting time, I stood up from the bed and wanted to arrange the white large bed.If it had been my room, I wouldn't have done this the moment I left the bed, however this office and bed wasn't mine, it was for Damon and I don't want any arising issue.“No ma'am, you shouldn't do this.” From myself Florence panicked voice was heard. I glanced at her confusingly as I stared at her almost ashened face. However, I didn't stay confused for long having remembered that she was a servant and their job was to do such things.“Oh okay.” I didn't want to make her be in a difficult state, so I stopped arranging the bed.“I'll be going to my room now.”“I'll follow you.” She hurried
Jane*It was pretty awkward getting caught, but I accepted his smile. Without bothering to look at him anymore, I forced myself to continue walking down on the stairs. Getting off the stairs, I approached the chair slowly, my face all tensed.It took me almost like forever to get to the chair. When I got there, Damon noticed the footsteps and quickly glanced up at me.When he raised his head, he had this usual cold and stoic expression of his however I noticed something different and surprising. A touch of warmth seems to have been detected.Sadly I only noticed it for a moment before it vanished away. I couldn't be wrong, right? There was no way my eyes would have failed me like that.I calmed my nerves and sat at the empty seat opposite him.A minute and so passed with silence filling the air. His aura wasn't helping the issue at all.When I couldn't bear the silence anymore, I broke it.With a grumbling voice, I spoke. “King Damon good morning.” I greeted.As I greeted, I wondere
Jane POV From my hiding place, I could see that it was already night when I opened my eyes, yet the battle was still raging on. The sounds of tearing flesh and the scent of blood filled the air.It had been a full day, and the fight showed no signs of ending. On the second day, when I peered through a small hole to view the battlefield, I noticed that two-thirds of the 5,000 rogues had been wiped out.The heaviness in my chest eased slightly at this sight. However, my relief was short-lived as another wave of rogues appeared. They now outnumbered the remaining members of Damon’s side.Panic surged through me when I noticed a man among them who bore a striking resemblance to Damon. The only way I could tell them apart was the long, ugly sword scar on the face of the man with the rogues.“Haha, Damon, we meet again. Surprised to see me?” The man who resembled Damon laughed in a chilling manner.It was clear from the first glance that he harbored intense hatred for Damon. Fear and vigil
Jane POV “Jane?”In my dazed state, I noticed Damon looking at me, but his expression was unreadable, leaving me uncertain of his thoughts.Everyone around us turned to me almost simultaneously. I snapped out of my daze and stepped forward to join them.“Why are you here?” Damon asked in his usual tone, but if you listened closely, there was a hint of gentleness.My expression softened as I stood beside him. “Nothing, I just want to be with you.”“Jane, there’s a small crisis, and I don’t think it’s best for you to stay. Why don’t you go to the garden and get some fresh air?” His voice remained gentle.On any other day, I might have gladly listened, but not today. I couldn’t be at ease knowing Damon was facing this crisis alone, so I immediately shook my head.“I want to stay with you. Don’t worry, I’ll be as invisible as possible, and you won’t even notice I’m here,” I assured him.I was serious, being near him without causing any disturbance was exactly what I intended.Damon staye
Jane POV The trip to the market was incredibly fun, and I had to admit, it was one of the best moments of my life. I rarely go out, and when I do, the looks I receive are usually filled with disdain and scorn.The pack members treated me like a cursed pest, refusing to have anything to do with me. But here, things were different.I didn’t even want to return to Damon’s castle. I loved the freedom I felt outside, but I knew I had to go back.When I returned, I noticed that Damian was behaving differently—he seemed friendlier than usual.“Could it be because we spent time together?” I thought, my face flushing as memories of the other night flooded my mind.The months flew by, and Damon and I became more than just a couple. We were like two lovebirds, and never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that the cold-hearted alpha would become the way he is with me now.As my life became smoother, I found myself waking up with a smile every morning, and today was no different.“Good morning, c
*Jane*For a moment, I couldn't help but feel an urge to strangle Mara. I had thought her admiration for Damon had long since faded, as she no longer talked about him, but her actions now made me realize I was wrong.Mara wasn't bothered by my pushing her away; instead, she clung even more. "Well, I think what King Damon said is good. It’s not bad having him come along to protect us." She grinned excitedly."What nonsense are you talking about?" I pushed her away again. "How can we let him follow us?"His presence alone would be too distracting for me to check things properly. No, I can't let him come.Before I could scold Mara further, I heard Damon address her directly."What do you have to say about this?" he asked in his usual calm voice.Caught off guard by the question, Mara's heart nearly leaped out of her chest. Without thinking, she nodded vigorously. "Yes.""Yes, what?" Damon asked, still composed.I felt an impending headache, knowing Damon's strategy. He was trying to get
*Jane*My voice caused everyone to turn their eyes to Florence. It was clear they were curious to know whom I had called.Oh, I gasped as I blinked, realizing what I had just done. It wasn't just Mara who turned to look at Florence, but also Damon and the passing servants.Their faces showed various expressions, as if they were surprised to see me speaking so familiarly to Florence.“Hehe...” I coughed slightly, my expression awkward. “You guys should stop staring like that. It's making me uncomfortable,” I quickly said, feeling my face heat up.“Who's she?” Damon asked, his eyes dimmed, with a mix of confusion.When I didn't speak, he muttered something, as though he was confused. “Isn't it only Mara who you do talk to? Where did Florence come into the picture?” I smiled forcefully before explaining, even though I don't like the idea at all.“She’s Florence and she's here working to help her mother for the time being.” I will introduce myself briefly.I didn't dare to introduce Flor
*Jane*I pursed my lips in silence, after hearing his question. I felt embarrassed.Even his voice seemed to hold a disbelieving tone. I could understand why he was surprised, afterall I don't normally wake up this early.But Zeeb should at least have this self awareness. He shouldn't just say this anyhow. Perhaps he didn't notice, but to me, It always felt insultive knowing I'm always a sleepyhead. Argh,I smiled at him before speaking. “There's no reason. I just saw myself waking up. I'm also shocked.” I lied but I didn't blink an eye when speaking. Zeeb wasn't satisfied with my response. He still wanted to ask more, but before he could do that, I already beat me.“Where's King Damon? Is he still sleeping?” I asked, quickly.I didn't want to ask about him, but I had to ask, just to distract Zeeb from asking me any further question about me waking up this early.He was stunned but nevertheless spoke. “Should I call him for you?”“Uhm?” Hearing that, I almost choked again. What sort
*Jane*I don't want to think too highly of myself. Even though I wasn't thinking much, I still felt I should ask Zeeb, maybe that wasn't what he meant.However, before I could do that, Zeeb had already continued.“Uh, aside from Florence, there haven't been any new servants brought in.” He replied with certainty.Looking stunned, I asked. “Are you sure?”Although I knew he was being truthful based on his certainty voice. However, I would always want to confirm. “Yes.” He wasn't offended by my doubt, and replied to me.“Oh.” I have nothing else to say.“Why did you ask this all of a sudden? Is there something wrong?” He asked, feeling curious.I didn't reply to him, but instead I asked another question. “Did you see Mars talking to anybody yesterday?” I asked, softly, with my eyes darting around for anyone eavesdropping.Zeeb seemed surprised at my whispering voice. “Are you talking about Mara, a good personal maid?” I smacked my forehead at his dumb question. “Yes.” If it wasn't her
*Jane*I shouldn't have bothered to care, now I'm having an unnecessary headache.Since he wanted to give attitude, then I would return it in full potion. “Fine, let's forget..” I haven't even completed my words, when my voice trailed off.Damon has already left. I watched as his proud back walked away from me, and went upstairs.Argh, I even got snubbed. I can't help but feel upset knowing Damon had walked away from me.I sneered, before also going upstairs to my room. When I got there, I jammed my door very hard to vent my anger, and then fell on my bed.Perhaps, due to the anger piled up within me, I slept very late.When I woke up the following day, it was pretty late in the morning.I yawned and stretched my body on my bed. Feeling normal, the midnight incident all flashed into my mind.Just remembering that, made my mood deepened.Gosh, why do I have to think of him this early morning! I frowned, angrily.I even slammed my legs hard just to vent my anger. However, too bad it was
*Jane*I couldn't know if it's my eyes, but a gentle smile formed on Damon’s face, and that was for a quick moment.Having given him the permission, I watched as Damon filled the spoon with omelet and slowly moved it to my mouth.Feeling super hungry, I didn't wait for the spoon to get to my month, before moving forward to grab it.Damon seemed to have noticed my hunger, so he wasn't as slow as the first time. After eating six spoons and about taking the seventh, I heard Damon speak.“Eat slowly.” He said.I blinked my eyes but it was only for a moment. I nodded at his words, and continued to eat from his hand.After some minutes, the full plate of omelet seemed to have been cleared with nothing left in it.I glanced at the empty plate and my face flushed. Gently raising my head to glance at Damon, I saw him also looking at me.“Uh, thank you.” I gulped my throat before finding my voice to speak.I couldn't let him know I was feeling embarrassed for eating that much. It doesn't look