Chapter 15…I had a realization watching his retreating back as I followed him slowly behind, he knew all along, he knew who it was, how sure I am that he also didn't know that somebody was off to kill him before I even told him. Come to think of it. That day while I was eavesdropping, Anakim saved me. Who am I to think he didn't overhear as well?Seeing how nonchalant and how fast Anakim swung into action it was obvious, he wasn't just a royal guard like said he was, he was a knight like the rest and hadn't left the East palace since he entered except when he followed the prince out of the gates, it's obvious his loyalty lies with the prince.So where do I come from in this strange ordeal? Am I a pun or just a means of amusement? Have I only been here just for formalities? Or truly could there be a reason deeper than what meets the eye? Like the head maid said… Getting to his wing of the castle, still speechless, I followed him dying to speak my mind, so many questions, what does h
Chapter 16….“Keep going!” I could hear from ahead me Edna’s agile voice as I dragged my weary body forward, each step felt like lifting a mountain. The weight tied to my legs pulled me down with every stride, draining what little energy I had left. My lungs burned with each gasp for air, my chest heaving in protest. But amidst the exhaustion, there was a flicker of determination, a stubborn resolve pushing me onward. My vision blurred, my eyelids heavy as if weighted themselves, threatening to shut out the world. Yet, I pressed on, knowing that on the other side lay something worth every ounce of effort, Victory. Every drop of sweat and tears. So, I trudged forward, one agonizing step at a time, refusing to let fatigue or despair claim victory over my will to reach the other side.“You did it! Yes!” Slowly I opened my eyes to see an excited one looking back at me. It was Edna’s as energetic as ever. I didn't even realize that my legs had given up on me, on the floor with my face faci
Chapter 17…The sun hung mercilessly overhead, casting a scorching blaze upon the earth. With each step, the heat seemed to seep through every pore of my skin, enveloping me in a suffocating embrace. The air felt thick and heavy, as if I were wading through molasses. Sweat trickled down my back, forming rivulets that soaked into my shirt, clinging uncomfortably to my body. My throat felt parched, each breath I took like inhaling hot coals. The horizon shimmered with waves of heat, distorting the landscape into a mirage of illusion. In this sweltering inferno, time seemed to slow to a crawl, each moment stretching out endlessly beneath the relentless sun.How unpredictable the weather has seemed to be, only but yesterday it was cold and now it's hit all of a sudden.“If Sir Edna went on an errand, would that mean his Highness sent a letter?” I quickly recognized the voice as Rebekah’s. Two weeks have passed since the prince’s departure and it's been a whole week with my new friendship
Chapter 18…A moment passed between us, awkward it was. My confidence slowly slipped away as it suddenly felt like I was caught in a severe situation. “Well I will excuse myself now,” I said to her as she nodded visibly forcing a smile as I watched her swallow back her words as she smiled brightly.“Let's continue our conversation later,” she said as I nodded while walking away. Before going I made sure to cast a glance at Anakim, his face bore the typical neutral but slightly angry expression…As I walked toward his chamber I raised my head high, tensing up my shoulders and putting up my most serious face, everybody had spoken highly so far about my change in demeanor. But his judgment is the most important. Lowering my head to smell my armpit to make sure I wasn't going to meet him with a stench smell thankfully there was none.‘Knock knock’ I waited for a response, it took several knocks for him to finally usher me in. At the sight of him, I immediately turned around. Shirtless wi
CHAPTER 1 (Freyja’s pov)The heavy scent of metal filled my nostrils, so heavy and familiar it forced me to stir up, rubbing my eyes open, I stared in confusion wondering where I am, having no recollection of where and what is happening. A heavy toad on the door followed by forceful entering. It happened so fast that I couldn't comprehend immediately.A man fitted in a guard attire, I watched him closely trying to figure out the emotions in his face, my head spinning at the same time making my vision blurry.“My lady!!!” I finally was able to hear him, his face filled with confusion, his eyes weren't resting on me even though I was the only one in the room. My brows arched in confusion. My eyes followed the direction of his gaze with a frown, my confusion slowly turned into horror at what I saw. My head disheveled in confusion followed by delayed panicking. My knees failed me as I stumbled back in fear at what I was seeing."Wha…" even my own words failed me as I raised my hand to m
CHAPTER 2…I watched him walk away with a smirk tucked by the side of his lips. Would he really frame me for the death of his mother? How desperately did he want to get rid of me? Nothing makes sense. No desperation should lead to the death of a loved one, I refuse to believe it.."An adopted daughter, who knows what blood runs through your veins could be that of a rogue," His words resounded again and again in my mind. A mind-boggling revelation, Or a lie aimed to add to my pain and frustration. Was I really adopted? For some reason, it wasn't a tragic discovery. It has been a constant rumor surrounding my existence. One that my father and brother strongly denied but something within me wants to believe he is not lying. Maybe the part of me that trusted him in the past. I look nothing like my father or brother. I was told I looked like my late mother now there is a possibility that it's a lie. From the tiny window by the high ceiling, the moonlight seeped through. It was midnight
Chapter 3 Blinking groggily, I found myself in the swaying embrace of a moving horse. The rhythmic jostling stirred me from sleep, and the creak of leather and the soft thud of hooves against the ground echoed in my ears. A surreal sensation of motion surrounded me as I gradually became aware of the saddle beneath me and the warmth of the horse's flank against my legs. The landscape rolled by in a blurry scenery, and as my senses adjusted, I realized I was part of a journey whose destination remained a mystery in the hazy dawn."Finally awake sleeping beauty," I heard behind me followed by laughter, panic set in as I immediately looked behind me. Have I been caught already? To my surprise none of the faces were familiar, and their distinct features gave away that they weren't wolves either. Have I finally arrived in the South? Are they Rogues? I looked around watching them laugh at me while I wondered which of them were Aisling's brother."So what is your name?" I was asked, for som
Chapter 4…Two Full moons have waxed and waned with ease but I couldn't say the same for my experience so far. But saying it's the most difficult experience would be an exaggeration considering I would be dead if I hadn't escaped.LYTHRIA has been nothing but strange to me, everything I knew and believed in has been challenged with mind-bulging conspiracies. From a noble lady and future Luna of my small clan to a commoner slave maid, working the farm yards of the royal family. THE ROYALS, they are called, a strange concept, there is nothing like an Alpha but rather a king and a queen with several ministers ruling a kingdom. Unlike in LUPARIA where the Alpha is accessible and easily seen, here it is impossible to sight a royal and it is considered lucky to lay your eyes on one.I guess I and the people of Daus who entered the palace with Prince Thorian were lucky to meet the royals. Speaking of the prince, I was scared and paranoid because of the dirty and lewd words I heard them say
Chapter 18…A moment passed between us, awkward it was. My confidence slowly slipped away as it suddenly felt like I was caught in a severe situation. “Well I will excuse myself now,” I said to her as she nodded visibly forcing a smile as I watched her swallow back her words as she smiled brightly.“Let's continue our conversation later,” she said as I nodded while walking away. Before going I made sure to cast a glance at Anakim, his face bore the typical neutral but slightly angry expression…As I walked toward his chamber I raised my head high, tensing up my shoulders and putting up my most serious face, everybody had spoken highly so far about my change in demeanor. But his judgment is the most important. Lowering my head to smell my armpit to make sure I wasn't going to meet him with a stench smell thankfully there was none.‘Knock knock’ I waited for a response, it took several knocks for him to finally usher me in. At the sight of him, I immediately turned around. Shirtless wi
Chapter 17…The sun hung mercilessly overhead, casting a scorching blaze upon the earth. With each step, the heat seemed to seep through every pore of my skin, enveloping me in a suffocating embrace. The air felt thick and heavy, as if I were wading through molasses. Sweat trickled down my back, forming rivulets that soaked into my shirt, clinging uncomfortably to my body. My throat felt parched, each breath I took like inhaling hot coals. The horizon shimmered with waves of heat, distorting the landscape into a mirage of illusion. In this sweltering inferno, time seemed to slow to a crawl, each moment stretching out endlessly beneath the relentless sun.How unpredictable the weather has seemed to be, only but yesterday it was cold and now it's hit all of a sudden.“If Sir Edna went on an errand, would that mean his Highness sent a letter?” I quickly recognized the voice as Rebekah’s. Two weeks have passed since the prince’s departure and it's been a whole week with my new friendship
Chapter 16….“Keep going!” I could hear from ahead me Edna’s agile voice as I dragged my weary body forward, each step felt like lifting a mountain. The weight tied to my legs pulled me down with every stride, draining what little energy I had left. My lungs burned with each gasp for air, my chest heaving in protest. But amidst the exhaustion, there was a flicker of determination, a stubborn resolve pushing me onward. My vision blurred, my eyelids heavy as if weighted themselves, threatening to shut out the world. Yet, I pressed on, knowing that on the other side lay something worth every ounce of effort, Victory. Every drop of sweat and tears. So, I trudged forward, one agonizing step at a time, refusing to let fatigue or despair claim victory over my will to reach the other side.“You did it! Yes!” Slowly I opened my eyes to see an excited one looking back at me. It was Edna’s as energetic as ever. I didn't even realize that my legs had given up on me, on the floor with my face faci
Chapter 15…I had a realization watching his retreating back as I followed him slowly behind, he knew all along, he knew who it was, how sure I am that he also didn't know that somebody was off to kill him before I even told him. Come to think of it. That day while I was eavesdropping, Anakim saved me. Who am I to think he didn't overhear as well?Seeing how nonchalant and how fast Anakim swung into action it was obvious, he wasn't just a royal guard like said he was, he was a knight like the rest and hadn't left the East palace since he entered except when he followed the prince out of the gates, it's obvious his loyalty lies with the prince.So where do I come from in this strange ordeal? Am I a pun or just a means of amusement? Have I only been here just for formalities? Or truly could there be a reason deeper than what meets the eye? Like the head maid said… Getting to his wing of the castle, still speechless, I followed him dying to speak my mind, so many questions, what does h
Chapter 14…“Your Highness?” I questioned as I slowly turned around, my eyes grew wide upon seeing him barely clothed, his chest bared, trails of either water or sweat tracing down his bare chest to his narrowed waist area where his pants started. His long hair all over the place sticking to his face because of the sweat perhaps. His arms are toned, of course, he is a warrior. A general I learned recently. Scars ran through his arms and across his chest perhaps from the battlefield. How can he look the way he does and still have a perfect body to accompany it…“My face is up here Freyja,” he said, his voice filled with irritation, embarrassed I looked away, how could I shamelessly stare at a man like that while unmarried?“What are you doing here?” he asked, his voice still filled with annoyance, his mood must be sour. Of course, that is his thing, his mood never stays consistent, I remember leaving him in a good mood hours ago.“Uhm I was…oh yeah…I was this close to finding out ... w
Chapter 13…Two nights passed right before my eyes with ease, I overestimated myself, I spoke too soon with so much confidence, there was nothing that would have probably given me the illusion that I could overcome this, well expect delusion.Every he counts it for me, here I am on the third day and I am afraid it will soon come to an end without a single clue, turns out pretending to be friendly with the rest of the maids wasn't really a good idea, it's clear as day they avoid me almost like they fear me, perhaps because of my wolf blood or my position, becoming the prince's personal maid means I am closer to him so perhaps they fear I will report every of our discussion to him.Just every time I think I am close to figuring it out something off happens proving it's not the person.“Why are you not with the prince?” I immediately recognised the voice as I looked up from the bucket of fruits I was washing. The head maid, I haven't laid eyes on her for days. I have always wondered where
Chapter 12….Close, too close that all I could perceive is his scent, too close I forget to even focus on the door. Strangely, I was supposed to be irritated by him but every time I try to think about it I find out that I truly don't have a deep resentment for him. Perhaps because I know deep down I don't deserve to be resentful. I simply have no right rather my hatred comes from a pretentious act.No matter what and how I try to paint it, I didn't suffer enough in him and his men's hands, not like the other slaves who clearly have a strong resentment. They have every right to be. They were taken from their land where they could have a say in their lives, their properties probably destroyed and brought to ruins and the rest of the people who were not brought back now under new leadership tied to the Empire of LYTHRIA. Even if they escape one day there is no home to return to. You can see it in their eyes. The strong resentment and willingness to continue living. And I on the other ha
Chapter 11…“Henrietta,” she bares a smile on her face.“I was told you were out, good thing I waited,” she said as they began to walk in. I hesitated to walk in his direction as I yet again found myself wondering what their relationship is. His mate perhaps? His lover? Or even deeper than I thought.. wife? “Freyja,” the sound of my name snapped me out of my delusion as I looked towards them.“Your highness,” I answered immediately, rushing towards them.“Three steps behind remember?” He said annoyed as I apologized.“Three steps behind?” She asked me to look from him to me with a concerned Expression.“Yes, she is my Maid,” He said to her as she slowly nodded. I could see the shift from her smile. It was subtle but enough for me to notice.“I didn't know you allowed girls to serve you,” she said as he smiled. His smile towards her wasn't forced nor condescending. It was genuine at least from my perspective.“For the past years all I did was go to war. Unfortunately there are no mai
Chapter 10…The silence grew deafening almost enough to choke me. So out of place I know I am. “Who is she?” I could hear a mumble from somebody. I cursed my sensitive hearing as I bite my tongue forcing my eyes to continue looking behind the prince's head. He suddenly paused making me stumble on my feet.“Greetings… Father,” The prince's voice the loudest I have heard him speak. I watched him take a kneel as I looked around confused. My eyes met that of a devious one, it was obvious who she was. I didn't recognise her right away the last time but today there was no denying she was the queen. She sat by the left side of the king and sitting by the right a younger fellow, the other prince. And by his left is a lady, her skin so flawless it could blind even an already blind person, the princess. She sat like a goddess. And behind them were palace maids who stared directly at me, my reaction wasnt the best but quickly I lowered my knees kneeling behind the prince.“Rise, I am your fath