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House of the Wolves Chapter 58
I am a sister and a daughter. I am a lady in mourning. That was all I was...but some voices that kept whispering things in my ears. That I am a monarch—a Queen.It was ridiculous.I am anything but.I lost track of time as I let the veil of misery blind me and engulf me in my own grief, completely blocking out any outside intervention. How does the world expect me to survive such a painful life? Why must they make me suffer and slowly take my family?Hundreds of questions lingered in my mind, my heart swelling after feeling so many heavy emotions for hours—or has it been days?Father. . come back, please. Come home to us. Wake me from this long, frightening dream.—My gaze was fixed on a spot in the courtyard.I did not know where else to look, thanks to the thousand or more townspeople crowding the courtyard. I ought to meet their eyes from the palace’s grand balcony, but I could not. I could not yet grasp the thought of being the ruler of such a kingdom. My memory was hazy on how t
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“What are we waiting for?! This golden chance has appeared before us!” His ridiculous tone echoed in the meeting hall, his gaze running over everyone at the table. “If we wait any further, we will just be giving them time to recuperate!”This man stood before Lords, as a lowly Baron of the House of Men, as he stared at them with endless grit and shamelessness. At the center of the table sat Soren with a blank face, looking out the window. Despite his nonchalance, those at the table that was familiar enough with him knew that he was at his limit. Understandably so, since this baron had been spewing foolish ideas and tearing their ears out since the meeting started.“I wouldn’t underestimate the royal family if I were you, Baron,” someone spoke from the House of Sorcery, glancing nervously at his Lord.The Baron scoffs. “As someone from the House of Men, we are very familiar with the royal family. And believe me when I say, this new crown princess is a sham. That poor thing’s only talen
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“Very good. The enemy has bitten the bait,” Xiao muttered beside me.We observed the fight on the borders in one of the watchtowers, our hands on our backs as the fight turned completely in our favor the moment Fenrir joined the battle. I eyed the carriage at the back of the rebels’ army, thinking the one in charge must be inside, and how flustered he must be seeing the current state of the army he led to their deaths. As Fenrir swooped the battlefield clean of the trolls, a human soldier on horseback ran to the carriage. It was too far to see, but they were talking to the person inside.A few moments later, the soldier runs to the front and screams one word. The word we knew we’d hear soon enough.“Retreat!”Xiao and I turned to each other.“They’re leaving,” I say meaningfully, before turning to the other Generals in the watchtower. They were filed in a line behind me, awaiting my orders. “Tail them.”One of the three Generals was quick to curtsy and leave the watchtower. I turned ba
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Far off from the Capital, deep in the wild rainforest and away from the coven, sat a woman in the middle of a magic circle. Candles of varying sizes and heights filled her sight, leaving no room for her to leave the circle and break formation. Her eyes were shut closed with deep concentration, her fingers shaking fervently as she continued chanting despite the rising tension around her.Her attention was no longer on her surroundings but on the awareness and vision brought by her spiritual form. Astral traveling is an elaborate skill that allows one to travel beyond the bounds of one’s physical body. Astral traveling can also help one find something they are searching for. That was one of its abilities, and the only one Phaedra was intent on doing after learning Astral traveling. However, after many days, her search is hopeless. She’s long mastered the skill, among others, but she is still yet to find what it is that she seeks.Feeling her stamina at its limit, she returns to her phys
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Even after the chaos in the coven calmed down, I still could not find it in me to pursue our personal business. It was heartbreaking enough for me to learn how Phaedra lost her sister just recently and how it affected her, and now she lay unconscious, almost burnt to ashes—almost following her sister and almost abandoning their mother.My elbows rested on my legs as I waited in the large hut, my hands tightly clasped together. Xiao stood not far away from me, looking out the window with his hands on his back. The woman, the High Priestess, had never left Phaedra’s side. Leaving us to find another way to carefully talk to her in private.“I should go there and tell her,” I said. I was well aware my curt statement did not need additional information because it’s Xiao I’m talking to.He replies with a simple grunt without tearing his eyes away from the view.“Well. . where are they?” I probed.“They are around the coven; find the hospital.”When I stood up, the door—freshly revived with
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“Your Majesty,” Xiao’s voice interrupted my thoughts. My eyes flutter open, immediately catching his gaze. “She’s awake. Phaedra is awake.”The news immediately brought me to my feet, but after a few steps, my feet halted and suddenly gained weight—like an anvil was weighing them down. It was the hesitation keeping me rooted in my spot; unsure of my next step now that she’d regained consciousness.Do I want to reconcile with her? Do I want to antagonize her, or stay civil? Do I want to blame her like I blame Flavian?“Xiao, I-I…” I started, my tongue yielding deep into my mouth.“I…I do not know how to react. We did not exactly part with good terms, but we need her—them. I do not know what is the right thing to do.”Despite my retreating tongue and my stutters, he seemed to have understood my sentiments as his creased forehead smoothed, and he smiled—he smiled?“You must be conflicted, your Majesty. You desire to act emotionally as her friend, yet you know you came here as the Queen a
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“It is impossible to resist the royal order when the Queen herself has personally sought you out.”The Priestess, or former Priestess, irritatedly turned to him. “We do whatever we want.”Xiao replies; calm as still water, his hands on his staff. “Nevertheless, I am certain your daughter will make the right decision. She’s more levelheaded than you, after all.”“What?”As the two old people bickered, something they would never be too old for, my ears perked at the faint rhythm of something hitting the glass. I left the middle of the battlefield of the former Priestess and former General and looked for the sound. I found a window at the end of the hallway and saw a pigeon with gold-streaked feathers chipping at it with its beak, a paper tied to its foot. This was familiar, I thought. I remember giving this order of communication only if there was an emergency. Furthermore, seeing the gold streaks in the pigeon, its only sender could come from the palace because it was our secret symbol
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“Has she sent a reply yet?”Fenrir exhales loudly, frustrated, before shaking his head.“No,” he answers the anxious General.“If she’d already read our missive, she’s likely on her way back as we speak. She would not bother to write back.”General Liefeng nods in agreement, quietly praising Fenrir’s perfect assumption of the Queen’s personality.Among them that remained in the palace, he was put in charge and Liefeng could now see why. They seemed closer than everyone thought. Liefeng looked at Fenrir’s torch-illuminated back, who was preoccupied watching over the walls as they camped in the southern watchtower. The night was deep, yet they were yet to get a wink of sleep.It was not only them. The entire Capital is awake and anxiously awaiting the attack. It was all too predictable, yet their defense was anything but stable for this expected attack.“I sincerely wish our assumption is wrong,” Liefeng admits after a moment of silence. Fenrir’s eyes slightly shook, but he did not make
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“She’s taking too long, is she not?” Flavian wonders aloud as they look up at the sky, violent and storming with frequent flashes of lightning and thunder. It had been thirty minutes since they took to the sky. The vampires and trolls are all absorbed and rotting in the clearing, ending the battle. But they were still yet to see even the two’s silhouettes in the sky.Beside him, Fenrir was frowning quietly. He could not feel her. Something… or someone, was intercepting the bond.“What if the purification failed? Will she be alright?” Phaedra worriedly asks and turns to her mother. “Does it really take this long, Mother?”Priscilla crossed her arms, a similar frown on her face. “Let us wait a while longer. It is no easy feat, but I believe in her. What do you say, Fauntleroy?”Two ears perked in her direction. She clears her throat and clarifies, “The older one.”“What?”“Do you still feel your mate?”Only the rustling leaves of the trees answered her. All heads sharply turned to him a
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My mind drifted back into the discussion we shared between the advisors, before everything.“Thank you. I’m feeling well enough to hunt down the plague again.” She meets everyone’s eyes. “But I doubt I’ll get lucky and find it at the first forest I go to. Do you have any ideas where it would likely be?”And just like that, the table was open for discussion.The hunt for the plague continues.“How about this?” I pitch in. Expectant eyes meet mine as I continue, “We take a different approach. If I absorb any more, I’m afraid I will explode.”“That is realistically possible,” Priscilla confirms, and my face blanches.“Then, what approach do you have in mind, Your Majesty?” The generals ask after darting a narrowed glance at the retired priestess.I shrug. “Anything that would not include me having to ingest any more power is preferable.”It’s true. I felt like puking the day after I absorbed the plague. It was like eating a dirty cloth, with all the corrupted souls it absorbed. It was no
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“Aren’t you tired?” I ask, my eyes warily scanning him from head to toe. He really is here. Right in front of me. In the flesh.That same tall, slender, build with a ghastly white complexion and gravity-defying black hair.The same man in my dreams—nightmares, rather.He looked as if he was swallowed by darkness, with the smoke all around him. He was a terrifying opponent. But I was not one to back down. I bared my fangs and summoned Celeste’s eyes, making mine slit and glowing a brighter purple. If I could, I would’ve sneered and tested the firmness of his will, just to see if I could do to him what I did to my past enemies.Hearing my question, a slow grin spreads out on his face, sending goosebumps down my spine. I felt Flavian flinch from my left.He spoke, his voice thick and yet silky smooth as if he hadn’t been around for centuries.“The pursuit to a peaceful world is a tedious task, thus one must not feel lethargic.”I narrow my eyes at him. “Pursuit to a peaceful world? You m
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Expert bodies move out of the way with a smooth tilt of their body, easily evading a lethal charge to the shoulder. Xiao’s murderous glare pinned on the vampire that dared to charge at him.“How foolish,” he remarks and brutally stabs its chest with his wooden staff’s pointy end.Despite the chaos that ensues around him, he keeps his cool demeanor and composure as he breezes through the swarm of enemies that outnumbered them. Realizing a stab to the heart that was long done pumping would not kill the vampire off, he calls for the attention of the wicked witch on his back.“Do finish off this one, Priscilla.” He flings the vampire overhead, using the poor soul’s attempt to charge on him another time as momentum to take him flying.She scoffs from behind and he could already imagine a scowl on her face.“You cannot even finish a mindless vampire? Tsk. This is why I do not desire to live too long,” she says just as the ground that the vampire landed on was scorched. There was no need to
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It was a quiet, sunny day for the palace.It was on that quiet and sunny day that the Queen’s advisors were summoned into the meeting hall. They quietly shuffled inside, Priscilla meeting Xiao’s eyes. She observes him. They had not crossed paths in the castle for weeks. She, preoccupied in the witches’ tower and he, cooped up in the archives. The two places were almost on opposite ends of the palace. And yet he looked no different.Xiao feels her gaze and turns her way. He raises an inquisitive brow and she shuts him off with a roll of her eyes. The man, confused, tilts his head. Quietly, they occupy their spots on the right and left of the end of the table, where the Queen’s seat was. That was and had always been their position—they are the left and right hand of the monarch.Two of the most unique hands, at that.All advisors rose at the arrival of the Queen.She wore a modest gilded purple gown with simple gown shoulder caps that drape to her back. Her humble tiara sat atop her bra
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“Don’t you look pathetic down there?”Her sarcasm was spot on, her voice crystal clear.Perhaps he truly is nearing his demise. He yearned a little more of her tonight than usual.He waited for the pain of Rognac’s vicious bite, but it never came. It must’ve tripped or something because Flavian heard rustling and struggling. However, when Rognac growled and his heavy claws fumbled on the wooden floor as if lunging, the pain still did not come. And he heard her voice again.“Will you continue to pathetically lay there?”Puzzled, Flavian flutters his eyes open. And the scene before him just felt… impossible. As if he was hallucinating. He gaped at the situation for a while, belatedly registering to him that they were in the middle of a life-or-death situation.Against Rognac was Phaedra, in all her petite glory. She looked at an ant next to Rognac’s giant form. Yet she could still hold her ground as specks of dust of magic floated around her, her hair floating, and her hand up against R
