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{Ciril’s POV}** Abasha, The Queen…With tears in my eyes, I scowled in intense anger as I rested there on the ground, staring at Abasha’s retreating body.I wiped away tears from my cheeks and I rose up to my feet. And then I shifted. I shifted into my werewolf form for the first time in a very long while. And a loud growl escaped my lips before I started darting toward Abasha.I didn’t have the time to be shocked that I had shifted to my werewolf form as all I could think of was tearing Abasha to pieces..I growled fiercely as I raced towards her with deadly haste and then she spun around to look at me. She grew a gentle smile as I got closer. All I wanted to do was to rip her lips off from her face so that she’d never smile again, but just as I got to her, just when I lunged at her with sharp claws to fulfill my aggrieved desire, Sentries from left and right jumped between us and held me. They wrestled to restrain me.I struggled back.They were two Sentries, and they held my arm
{Ciril’s POV}I spent all night plotting an escape from my room.Prince Landon had told me that if I told the truth they would still kill Vera and they would also kill me and I didn’t doubt him because we were slaves and the lives of slaves weren’t universally important.But I couldn’t just sit back and do nothing while Vera suffers for a crime she didn’t commit. I just couldn’t.Now, it was morning the next day— which meant that there was only one day left before Vera loses her head. And I was still helpless.The Sentries who were guarding the door were doing it very strictly as they didn’t even leave for breaks or strolls, considering the fact that they were guarding a slave’s door and not someone noble.I paced around the room helplessly now and mistakenly stepped on a meat piece from last night’s food splattering. I frowned at that. I then went to sit on my small bed at the corner of my room and my mind roamed to Feryt— my best friend at RawHowl.Vera is just like Feryt. They ar
{Ciril’s POV}The morning came with a new wave of dread.My sadness and alarm were on a different level, knowing that this was the day Vera would die if I didn’t do anything to save her.I had to do something. I was in my room now, still chained to the foot of my bed and I was just throwing random stares in the direction of every sound that I heard.I was hearing a lot of sounds— noises of different people talking. People seemed to be passing by, chatting and laughing. Maids seemed to be in a jolly mood as I could hear in their voices as they trailed by and then Sentries seemed to resonate the same idea—and soon it hit me.My memory was elicited. Today was the Alpha Prince’s wedding with that cunt. I had almost forgotten. My annoyance doubled over now. I felt a fit of intense anger due to the fact that we were being scourged while Abasha was getting married to my mate. I was helpless and could do nothing to stop the process but I couldn’t help but feel offended and aggrieved.The
{Ciril’s POV}** Abasha, The Queen, Taka, Balizar…Abasha, The Queen, Taka, Balizar…Abasha, The Queen, Taka, Balizar!I was in my room now, seated in the silence of my melancholy. I hadn’t uttered a word in a day or two— because I hadn't gone out in a day or two and hadn’t eaten in a day or two. After Vera had been slaughtered in the presence of people who condemned her, I had been left chained up on that field for a while and then later Abasha had come over to me, telling me how powerful she was and how unfortunate I was in return. I hadn’t really paid much attention to her but she had vocally ridiculed me to her fill and then she had set me free from those chains.I was supposed to go and immediately resume my duties as a Palace slavegirl but instead, I had come to my room— mine and Vera’s room and had locked the room…. And I have been here ever since.So I don’t know if it’s been a day or two, but I’ve been seated in the silence of my melancholy for that long. I keep replaying
{Ciril’s POV}I didn’t want to get into any trouble or be caught, but at the same time, I couldn’t resist Prince Landon.… as much as he couldn’t resist me. He had snuck up on me and grabbed me and just that small bit of contact alone had sent galvanizing pulses racing round my body. And now, we were headed to my room in the Quarters— I was holding his hand and leading him like he didn’t know the way to my quarters.“I know the way to your Quarters, Ciril.” He said and I shushed him. This wasn’t about him knowing the way or not, this was about me being very cautious on the behalf of both of us— but on the behalf of myself mostly, because if we were seen together, it is quite clear that I would be tormented and punished while the Prince will face absolutely nothing. I would lose my life if we were caught and Abasha would finally win so I wasn’t going to give any chances to carelessness.After some heart-racing and sneaky moments, we finally got to my room in the Quarters and thankfu
{Ciril’s POV}I needed to validate things and clear my doubts.The Alpha Princess, Princess Anne, had given me an idea of the situation we were in but I also needed to validate her words as she might have been telling me lies and messing with me with her three questions and three answers game.— They all mess with me, all these Royals.But now I was going to know the truth and I was going to torture it out of that pilfer.I got to the Hencher now and my mind finally let go of the memories of the Prince as I was now faced with the gory sight that always seemed gory enough to distract me.The guards opened up the door and after I was let in, I immediately strolled towards my stationed axis to see Ozias. But then I didn’t meet him there. The metal table was unoccupied.I turned to ask one of the slaves, hoping he wasn’t dead. “Excuse me.” I said, calling her attention politely but then this slavegirl in question spun to me and glared at me. “Don’t you dare bug me, filth. I’m freaking ti
{Ciril’s POV}“I know you’re still mated to my brother, the Prince…” She whispered. I stopped walking.I stopped walking and stared at her in shock.I wanted to speak but I couldn’t. I wanted to deny it but I didn’t know how to.She had stopped walking too and now she was gazing at me, smiling a bit. I started to tremble. “Come on.” She said casually, prompting me to keep walking and I did as I realized it was for my own good. Me reacting so shocked would make everyone around figure out that something had happened. They might get suspicious and I didn’t want that to happen so I continued walking.She turned to smile gently at me now and then she looked forward. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone.” She started to say. “I just told you so that you would know that I’m aware.” She said and turned to look at me once more. I still didn’t react. I was still tense. She laughed now. “Oh, you look funny when you’re frightened. Has anyone ever told you that?” She asked me and I shook my head b
{Ciril’s POV}I swiveled around in every direction just to meet more eyes.These people were everywhere.They were watching me, waiting for me to be their source of entertainment.I trembled in fear. I didn’t want to entertain anyone— I didn’t want to get killed since that was what ‘entertainment’ meant. I roamed my gaze around again, but this time, I searched for the one who could save me. My mate— he would help me, wouldn’t he? A mate wouldn't allow his mate to die. I searched for Prince Landon but then I saw Ivanka, her mate General Dylan, Princess Anne, and then the Alpha King and Queen. I saw all the vile faces but I didn’t see the little Princess Anita or the Alpha Prince anywhere.The Alpha King and Queen were seated side by side under the Royal Wynd and then there was another seat beside the King and it was empty— Landon’s seat. He wasn’t around. Of course. My memory was incited now. He was out deploying troops for the scouting mission— troops that would later be brought
{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 realizatio
{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 di
{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 t
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 to
{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 th
{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 i