A block buster chapter here!!! …And we’re about to welcome a new character… — which means more dramaaa. Lol.. Hope y’all are ready… See yA!
{Ciril’s POV}I had been trying hard not to spill wine or do anything stupid while attending to the royal family. But I finally spilled wine. Yep.With the Queen’s utterance, I couldn’t control my uneasiness as the Prince being married and marked by someone else meant that he would reject me soon enough. And so, this sudden panic made my fingers twitch while I was pouring wine for the King so that I then dumped the remaining content onto his legs.I trembled away as realization hit me.I had been distracted.A look of horror claimed my face now as I rushed and knelt before the King. “My King, I’m so sorry. I d-didn’t realize that—”There was an impact. And I found my chin touching the ground the next second.The Alpha King had smacked me with a quick fist and now he was getting up to pour his rage on me now. “Have you gone mad, slave?!” He bawled and threw out his claws in his outburst. In reaction, I gathered myself up to my knees and bowed before him, my head touching the ground.
{Ciril’s POV}The Prince’s plan was a wild and crazy one but then he meant it.He ended up not rejecting me but then as obligated of him and as necessary for our act, he still whipped me— which felt like the most awful thing ever as he was still my mate.— and him scourging me as my mate was bruising me on the inside more than it was doing on the outside.But then, he didn’t whip me with the metal strip whip that was required for the process as he ended up bringing out another whip he had secretly been carrying. It was still a whip but a much less torturing one as it had light leather strips and not serrated metal wires. The Prince was supposed to lash me all over my body but then he had only whipped my back and bailed out, saying he couldn’t go any further. Metal whip or no metal whip, full body beating or no full body beating, I had ended up shedding tears as the very idea of being whipped by your other half was not a nice thing in the slightest. In recompense, the Prince had hel
{Ciril’s POV}I started wailing loudly. The pain from the whip marks on my back was no longer hurting but I started weeping like I had just lost a limb.— and I didn’t lose a limb.My wailing was the Prince’s cue so he gripped my hair and started pulling me through the rest of the trail out to meet the Sentries.I groaned and gnashed my teeth as I cried loudly.We were doing such a good job. Soon, the path where the Sentries stood waiting for the Prince came into view and then almost immediately, I was thrown to the ground by the Prince. He bawled. “You filth!” He termed me. “I would have whipped you to your death if I wasn’t in such a weary mood.” He said and faced the Sentries. “Take her away to her chambers! She is to remain there for four days after which she would resume her usual Palace service.” He said and the Sentries promptly bowed in understanding and stumped towards me.“She can’t walk so you maybe have to carry her— or better still, drag her on the ground.” He added me
{Ciril’s POV}Sometimes I feel like if our heart had the option, they would just break out of our chest cavity and make a run for it. Some people’s hearts have been through so much tension and dread than they can handle— for example; my heart.My heart has been through so much tension and dread. Upon seeing Ivanka in the doorway, my heart ached and then it started thumping mightily against my chest. I didn’t like being scared of her but at the same time, I couldn’t control it.I immediately shot up to my feet, Vera with me, and I stared at Ivanka in tremble as she made her way in. “You are going to make what work?” Ivanka repeated herself and then motioned her hand at the Sentries in the doorway, signaling them to remain outside. I started to make slow paces back.I didn’t know what to tell her and at the same time, I couldn’t let her find out about the Prince and me. I dreaded that reality but at the same time, my brain wasn’t supplying me with any excuse.“I asked you a question
{Ciril’s POV}“Oh my goodness.” Vera started panicking. “It's real. It’s happening. There is truly a feral.”She was panicking audibly and she was doing it on both our behalf frankly. I couldn’t talk because I was too dazed to do so but then she was saying the exact words I was thinking.“We’re in deep mess, Ciril. Very deep mess!” She voiced. “What are we going to do?!” “Hey, lower your voice and calm down.” I told her, trying to be the emotionally stronger one among us. “How do you expect me to fucking calm down, Ciril?!” She retorted and I stared at her with a hint of surprise.“Since when do you cuss?” I asked her.“I cuss whenever my life is about to be over.”Good point. “Look.” I shifted closer and held her shoulders. “I know this is a terrible situation we’re in but yelling and complaining is not going to solve anything. It’s only going to call the guards' attention to us. They helped the wounded warriors into the Hencher and soon, they’ll be back out to guard the doors, by
{Ciril’s POV}I waited.I waited patiently until it was nighttime. I had been bored throughout the day so now that it was nighttime, my only impulse was to sneak out. And that’s what I did. Vera had subconsciously become my roommate so I snuck out before she could get back to the quarters, from her daily duty and try to stop me. I trailed through the gardened pathways now towards the Palace's main buildings as the Slave Quarters were separated from it. I was moving with stealth and a rapidly beating heart now but then my urge to know the truth kept pushing me. I just had to have my questions answered. I made it to the main Palace buildings and stood for a moment as I studied its architecture to know what axis the Prince’s room was. I was using the mate bond we shared to locate him and it was working just fine but then I realized that the Prince’s room was on the east side of where I was standing and it was in the upper story of the buildings. I needed to climb. I saw a group o
{Ciril’s POV}I crashed to the ground roughly and bruised my knees but that wasn’t the most disturbing thing.The most disturbing was the fact that I had just been dragged from the Quarters to the courtyard, embarrassed along the way and now I was knelt before the person I least wanted to be beside. — I didn’t know it would only get worse.“I am made to believe that the Prince didn’t reject the slave girl.” I heard the Abasha girl say behind me and then immediately, my heart started struggling to break out of my chest with harsh pounds. My breathing stiffened. I promptly swiveled around to look at Abasha now and I met a cunning smile on her lips. I tensed as waves of shock and dread poured through me. How did she find out?“Is that so?” The Alpha Queen said now, her voice calling my attention back to her. I promptly bowed down my head in mercy and to avoid making eye contact with her especially since my eyes were becoming teary. “Yes, my Queen.” Abasha responded.“And how do you k
{Ciril’s POV}“Oh, you thought I didn’t know?”Those words crashed into my consciousness like six daggers rather than six words. I trembled with more fear than I thought was possible now— on a hot day, I was shuddering. Abasha knew.She knew all along and she was casually here, trying to make me mess and lie… which I had just done. “Interesting.” The Alpha Queen muttered for the second time today. I turned to look at her but I didn’t know who to focus on anymore. The Queen was powerful and cruel and this scared me, but then, with the few things that had happened today, I was made to realize that Abasha was dangerous.Very dangerous.I swiveled back to rest my gaze on Abasha as she started to laugh and address me now. “Look at how edgy she looks.” She said while she chortled. “You’re literally convulsing. Your slave hands are shaking.” She added and laughed some more. Fresh tears streamed out of my eyes. “Guilt.” The Alpha Queen commented and then she faced Abasha. “Explain to me
{Ciril’s POV}My chest started heaving as my heart started to beat threateningly fast.I was not on the public post anymore. I was free. I was literally free to roam about, free to go anywhere I wanted to.— free to leave this place.But then I heard from the Hencher Mistress that we weren’t escaping anywhere… but going to her room. I was confused.Her room?I had been bound to heavy chains for more than two weeks just for her to set me free and want to take me to her room?I bombarded her with questions now as we raced through the shadows. The Palace lights and lamps were off so that the full Moon was the only light source which gave us the grace to move about sneakily, but then I was almost jinxing it with my restlessness and questioning.“But we’re not going to stay in your room, right?” I asked. “Did you forget something in your room?” “Does your room have a secret doorway that can help us escape secretly?” I asked again when she didn’t respond to the first two questions. She
{Ciril’s POV}“Just hang in there for a little more time.”The Hencher Mistress had said and left me with those words. But then she had stopped at a short distance away and chipped in a line.“I’ll be back.” She had added and now, she was gone.She was gone… and I needed her. I needed her to be here because I had grown scared.— scared of dying. Yeah…The people’s ridiculing words had broken through my defenses and made me gloomy and vulnerable. And now that I was thinking of how close I was to the hour of my death, I was scared. And it was made worse by the fact that Taka had told me how everyone would be competing to be the one to take off my head after the Guigon moon’s arrival. Hence, I needed the only friend I had left, the Hencher mistress, here with me but then because of how she had been acting and the statement she had made, I hadn’t been able to tell her.“Just hang in there for a little more time.” I repeated the words now and then tears glossed up my eyes as realizati
{Ciril’s POV}I was outside the Revel Hall like they said I would be.And I was tied there to the post as they said I would be.But then as an added compliment, I was stripped naked. Every worker or servant who passed by now seemed to have fun with their eyes and talk about my body and appearance before leaving.It was still the early hours of the day so the Reignile people hadn’t started coming yet. From what I had heard, the Guirgon full moon visits a few hours before midnight which meant that the people of the Reigns who had been invited would begin coming in during the evening.And so I was left out there in the open for the sun to dry and make harder the fecal matter that was on my body and for the wind to blow specks of dust into my eyes.I saw some of the maids and slaves I used to work with back then when I wasn’t tagged as the Kingslayer yet. I saw some of them pass by and gaze at me with clear disdain and irritation on their faces.Normally, this would break me but now, I d
{Ciril’s POV}It was noontime.And I was surrounded by darkness.— sweating and clothed in poop.I was back at the Dungeons and I stinked. I stinked badly and had a foul look on my face, but then the stench of the dung wasn’t the reason for my foul mood. My foul look was brought about by the realization that today had brought upon me.What Prince Landon had done to me had broken me in so many ways. What he had done to me had killed whatever sell-worth I had left in me and for this I loathed him. He was on the list now and in truth and at this moment, I wanted to kill him more than I wanted to kill anyone else on that list. I wanted to yell curse words at him while I stabbed him so many times in his face and chest with a knife.— I wouldn’t hesitate by even the slightest bit if I was given the chance to do this.Yeah. That’s how much I hate him now. I had found the ring. After almost an hour, I had found the damn thing but not until poop had almost diffused through my skin.People
{Ciril’s POV}“Come with me.”Prince Landon had appeared from nowhere and had told me to come with him so now I was trailing behind him and Dylan without any clue as to where they were taking me. General Dylan looked specifically elated while Prince Landon looked aggrieved, and these were the only clues I had to work with.I wanted to ask Prince Landon where he was taking me but then I didn’t even want to speak to him so I kept my curiosity to myself. I was that hateful of him. We left the Palace grounds to the common grounds where my curiosity was inclined to the max. General Dylan turned back at one instance to smirk at me and this made me even more confused.What were we doing in the Common Grounds?We were trailing through the ground villages and I looked left and right, wondering what could possibly make them bring me here. The local people were both happy and angry to see our group.Elucidation: Happy to see Prince Landon.And angry to see me.They looked like they wanted to
Ciril’s POV}The Hencher Mistress has cleaned my wounds and helped me clean the vast floor of the Hall just like she had said she would.She had to run away into hiding a couple of times to evade the guards who had come to check up on me but then she had helped me, not leaving until what was left was a small portion to clean.I didn’t understand.I didn’t understand why she cared so much about me. I had asked her why but then her reason hadn’t done justice to how she acted towards me.I’m lovable?Lovable my foot! I’m miserable. I’m miserable to the max and yet she still cares so much about me. I really didn’t understand how or why. She was gone now and I was wrapping up— cleaning the remaining portion of the ground. She had told me that Anika had been seen being seized and taken away by some warriors earlier and so I was thinking about that now.Anika had said she would try to reveal the truth about everything that had happened in the Dinner hall that day and I had mentally doubted
{Ciril’s POV}[ ~ Day Thirteen ~ ]“I need you to eat because you’re going to need your strength for tomorrow…”What do you mean?What is happening tomorrow?These were the questions I had asked Princess Anne following her weird statement… and these were the questions she had ignored. She had left me without attempting to answer any of them but then had also left me with a confusing line as usual. “You will either lose your life or someone else’s...” She had said as she left and I had stared at her until she was out of sight.I didn’t bother to ask her what she meant by that sentence because it didn’t matter to me. I was going to die tomorrow and be free of this world and its tortures so I didn’t have anything to do with her and her fatefully confusing words anymore.I was only grateful for the food— I was really grateful. The food had been the best thing that had happened to me since all these torture episodes started and I was thankful that Princess Anne’s crazy mind had led her t
{Ciril’s POV}[ ~ Day Thirteen ~ ]Morning came and met me in my foul mood.I hadn’t slept.I hadn’t slept because I couldn’t do so with all the hate I was now carrying in my heart.I still wondered if the Hencher Mistress was okay but then I wasn’t sad about it anymore. Every sadness I felt was being translated into anger and resentment… and I didn’t mind. I was seated on the floor now and glaring in the direction the vile bunch would come from. I wanted them to come and get today’s torture over with so I was somewhat anticipating them, but then I didn’t see them for several moments. Soon my attention was diverted from waiting for them to looking at my body.— Some of my wounds were healing and I had scars forming now. I could see scars of random I’s, R’s, and S’s.. which stood for Ivanka, Ruika, and Sam— Dolores’ children.She had scourged me with these marks and wounds the other day as her own form of punishment and now, the wounds were healing and turning into a reminder that t
{Ciril’s POV}[ ~ Day Ten ~ ]I didn’t kill myself.For some reason, I hadn’t felt like doing it anymore after Anika’s narration but it didn’t mean I didn’t feel wretched. It didn’t mean I wasn’t still emotionally broken. And as for Anika, I had sent her away— After I had heard her narration, I had still sent her away. She had wanted me to forgive her but I just couldn’t. I was still very angry at her. I still felt like I hated her. Story or no story, she had landed me in this predicament, and even though it wasn’t her intention, I was still very mad at her. I don’t think I’ll be able to forgive her.“I’ll go and tell Prince Landon the truth.” She had said before she left and even though it had sounded like a relief, I didn’t feel relieved.I didn’t feel relieved because I knew she wasn’t going to achieve anything with that plan of hers. Ivanka was the one involved in this cascade of torture so I knew Anika’s attempt would be a vain one. But then I didn’t stop her. I didn’t care