“Thank you all for joining us tonight! Enjoy the feast!”King Borasco raised his diamond-made wine glass. In the old days, the table wares for the royals and everything used in such a grand event would have been made of gold and silver, but as years passed, new eras and generations evolved, King Borasco did not let fashions stay old. Instead of yellowish-colored table wares, the Kings table is filled with blinding white sparkles of diamond-made dishwares. Everything on the table has diamond decorations representing how elegant and rich the Kingdom was under King Borasco’s reign.He had the trolls dig the ground, and with the powers of the mages, the King also made every colonized realm, tribe, denomination, and kingdom bring their best valuables to him as their gifts. Anyone knew hiding anything from him; the King would not spare a single soul in their immediate family. Then as the place will have no one to rule, he will choose who to be the new leader over their kind, who would submi
The whole place was warmly lit by the halogen bulbs, just as King Borasco preferred the ambiance should be in every room he would be, anywhere in and out of the palace and kingdom. But the bright light shining exceedingly by the entrance to the party hall was opposite to the King’s preferences. Servants were terrified. They did not know how to cover the King from the blinding light that suddenly appeared. “Are you looking for the Crown Prince?” Ethan asked casually as he gently held Lexy guiding her to walk forward into the party room. “Who are you?!” The head of the royal guards assigned to secure the area that night stepped forward to block Ethan and Lexy as they entered. He looked so furious as if he was outraged to see such boldness to walk into the King’s party, obviously uninvited. The bright light was the sign telling everyone that those newcomers were not into pleasing the King or Queen. Had they been so, they would have been announced and acknowledged like everyone else.
“I came to see how you have been ruling over my Kingdom,” Ethan walked around opposite King Borasco’s table. He was wearing a fancy platinum gray tux while Lexy was wearing an evening dress the same color as Ethan. “I hope we do not need to waste such a nice tux….” Ethan whined as they were getting ready to crash a party earlier that evening. “Don’t worry; you won’t need to. But just in case you do, don’t worry, I am sure there is more where we got this from,” Lexy assured her man with a soft chuckle. Lexy was not sure how things were to happen that night, but she was prepared to protect Aldric and Ethan whatever may come along. She even meditated for a few hours to speak with her mom, who was also in the middle of meditation rituals, so Lexy could not contact Alona or Doctor Freya over the phone. The young white witch had to meet the two ladies halfway through their meditation and asked questions Lexy deemed to be of extreme and crucial need to use and pull as her trump cards just
King Borasco was astonishingly soft-spoken. He sounded like coaxing the High Priestess whom he had always seemed to look down on before this moment. “I am not sure my words would count as I am basically considered a slave in this kingdom, but despite being a mage, a creation not among the Moon Goddess, I have witnessed the same things every one of the witnesses had mentioned,” priestess Aquila spoke in her usual manner. Just as everyone in the kingdom knew her, even the King is aware that Aquila is not someone who would feel inferior to anyone; although she is not the meekly submissive one, she is also not someone to trample down on. Aquila is aware of the rules she has to abide by. She never intends to please anyone, not even the King or Queen. She just does whatever she is told to do, but if only she could, Aquila would never excerpt any effort. She is not a martyr, after all. “The Crown Prince is in a realm where he is given a second chance to redeem himself, and only with a ren
The cruelness Borasco has mastered and mustered over the years had hardened his heart. His beliefs had been the same ever since he made his butt seated on the throne, and with no one to challenge his power, King Borasco had been full of himself to believe that his ways were unquestionable.Indeed, power blinds a man. Not all of the time, but when it starts from evil thoughts, the possibility of this evil staying, lurking, and lingering in the shadow is more than one could ever imagine. It blends in the air the person breathes. And it becomes normal for them because it grows upon them as time passes. Exactly like what happened to Borasco."Before I argue with you about that, let me ask a basic question first," Ethan walked around casually with Lexy's arms still locked with his. Then he went in the direction where he could get a glass of drink. He picked one glass and handed it over to Lexy; then, he got one for himself as well. In every move the couple made, almost everyone's eyes int
“Since the King had asked who I am…” Lexy said calmly. Ethan was right beside Lexy, ready to assist her in anything and everything she might need. He reached for Lexy’s hand and clasped his fingers with hers, then he gently squeezed her hands assuring he was all-support on her. Lexy nodded to Ethan and the protection spell that covered her vanished. “She…! She is a witch!” Someone uttered breathlessly as soon as Lexy’s identity was revealed to everyone. But even though it was a mere whisper, it seemed to have pierced everyone’s ears. “And she is not just any witch,” Priestess Aquila introduced Lexy’s identity, but since she herself did not know Lexy’s name, Aquila focused on the young White Witche’s supernatural identity. “She is the last heir to the East Coven of the White Witches whose ancestors died, burned alive but fate had its plans, the youngest daughter of the Grand White Witch escaped the tragedy and lived hiding her true identity. She found her soulmate, a distant bloodli
As a mother, Tala, just like Eula, the renowned Queen of the Lycans, gave her heart to plead for the Moon Goddess to hear their prayers. She cried pitifully in the petition for her son and daughter-in-law, who had been in an agonizing predicament of fearing to have children of their own due to the way King Borasco implements the rules in the Kingdom. She had also witnessed the sadness in her husband's eyes whenever he saw children of any kind. Tala knew Egmus yearns and longed to welcome a young life from their one and only son, who is mated to a white witch from the North Coven. But despite her heart being willing to do anything to make the whole family withstand such life trials, it was not so easy when she herself wished to see her grandchildren before she closed her eyes for eternity. But aside from Tala, every lycan in the crowd wished to see their creator, just like Priestess Aquila did. It was a different kind and level of joy to imagine they would get to witness the majestic
The presence of the Moon Goddess before Borasco’s eyes made him realize many things in life. He knew there was this Goddess every lycan looked up to as their creator, but as he had never had any actual encounter with her, Borasco was not entirely convinced he should put his faith so blindly like everyone else seemed to be doing. He used to believe that whatever he accomplished and all his successes in life were due to his perseverance. There was no such thing as god and goddesses. But now that Borasco had seen, witnessed, and even spoken to the mother of all lycans, the Moon Goddess, he was overthrown and beyond overwhelmed is an understatement. A feeling of regret immensely devoured Borasco as he listened to the soft voice of the Goddess warmly stating his shortcomings. The gentleness in her tone added to the unco remorse Borasco felt. He regrets not giving his heart another chance to love again. Even if fear came along, it as one’s strength is also its greatest weakness; Borasco