Upon handing Arthur the royal file, Freya entered her chamber and saw Flarry seated. Her thoughts drifted off. How much time has he spent here? He was an assassin, so there was no need to question how he got in. Was there a chance he was following her and listening in on their conversations?He was lowering his head down, so she moved in closer and gave him a little smack on the shoulder. “How long did you wait?” Whatever the case, she must pretend as if nothing had occurred.He raised his head. "I followed you after seeing you go, just to see what you were up to."“Don't you know it's a crime? Perhaps this is the palace too…” Freya scolded him, and he giggled. “What’s funny? That you came here without letting me know?”He got to his feet. His expression contorted. “I came because you first stalked me and overheard all that I had planned to do with you…”She let out a long, slow breath, her lips falling wide. "You witnessed me while I was departing or..."“Exactly! I was really stupid
Three days had passed since Freya had been put into the dungeon, and the entire ministerial council had assembled in the hall chamber.Arthur dressed in his regal robe and departed his room to meet with the ministers, all of whom were muttering. He ascended his throne and took a seat, signaling the ministers with a touch of his finger on the table. "Why are we here?" his voice rang out in the hall.There are rumors that the King turned vicious following the passing of his parents. And he has never set foot in the cell to check on Freya's condition since the day he put her there. He barely smiles. A simple eye blink sends a command.The new chief minister moved to stand in front of him. “Your Majesty….” he bowed to him. "We have information indicating that the Luna who has been living with you is an assassin and is the reason your parents died. Our gathering is to know if you have been aware but feigned ignorance…..”He chuckled. “So, if I had been aware and feigned ignorance, what wou
When Arthur awoke from his slumber two hours later, the doctor was seated on the sofa. He got out of bed, stretching his limbs and finding that he was somewhat relieved. He attracted the doctor's attention with his voice, "You must be done—."He sat on the bed. "What is the issue?"The physician adjusted closer to him. "Your Majesty, you are gravely sick from a hereditary disease…"Arthur, who was scratching his head, halted. “Inherited what? A disease? Why should I inherit that instead of wealth? Does it make sense to you…?”The physician bowed to him. “I apologize for that, but it is called Huntington’s chorea, it results in the death of the brain cells and is caused by a faulty gene. Either your mother or your father suffered from such a disease too….”His jaw hanging open as he looked at the doctor. He had never heard of the illness before, and knowing that he had inherited it made it seem much worse. He gulped a little. “Uhmmm, what is the remedy? I can not go around with such si
A little while later, the doctor came back with Arthur's medication, and at that same time, he replaced the wet bandage. As soon as he was finished, he asked Arthur to come outside with him so he could give him some information. “She is pregnant! Ten weeks pregnant….”“Ten weeks?” Arthur grabbed the doctor. "Are you certain about this? She never told me anything like that……” He had been crying so much that his eyes had swelled. The physician nodded. “I'm very sure, she's ten weeks pregnant. It would be best to discuss it with her when she awakens."Arthur let out a deep breath. Freya was pregnant, and he was narrow-minded about it. Why had she kept it from him? Is that the reason she wants to leave? What happens if the child is not his? "It is alright, tell me how to take the medication."“Fifteen milliliters, twice daily…. Preferable before eating, morning and night—” the physician responded and then left the palace building.Arthur retreated to his quarters and concealed the medica
Freya moved to the bed and sat down. “What if it isn't your child? What then will happen?” she threw the question at him, having a scowl on. “How did you even know?”“The doctor told me….” he got seated opposite her. “You're the only one who knows the father of the child.”She grinned but then grimaced instantly. “You think I've been cheating on you right?”“He said you were his lover and you didn't try to oppose. What do you expect from me?” he scratched his head. “Fine, if the child does not belong to me, I can claim him or her…..but that is if the father won't come back.”She burst into laughter, covering her face with her palms.“What's funny? Do you wish to dethrone me and replace me with the father of the child?” he was baffled. Seeing her laugh at such a critical moment was suspicious.She shook her head. “That's not it, you believed that I was cheating on you—and it wasn't a lie. Just that, it seemed like I ended everything since I stepped on my feet here ... and he was using
Freya decided to stay back at the palace. Learning that Flarry revealed her identity after messy things, leaving the pack will put both her and Arthur in more danger which she wouldn't want to happen.She had spent the night with Arthur in his room and was arranging her clothes in her closet when a knock came to her door. “Who’s that? I don't accept visitors….” she uttered, staring at the door to see who it was.It was well known to her that it wasn't Arthur, since he had left the palace to go find a suitable hidden land in the Pack that a secret basement would be built based on her demand.The door opened and a maid came in with a tray of meal and a green tea.“I didn't demand that, or you're trying to pretend not to know that I prepare my dishes myself huh?'' She hung the last cloth in the bag and walked to the maiden. She took the cup of green tea and inhaled it. “Why should I drink it?”The maid lifted her face. “It was the physician's suggestion for your health, so the chef left
When the sun had set that same day, Arthur was already back and had discussed how everything went with Freya. He was taking a nap when the loud noise that kept reverberating in his ear forced him to sit up.He focused, to know if the noise he heard while asleep was real or his hallucinations. His brow arched when he realized that it was the voice of the ministers. “What is going on out there? Is it also written in the Pack constitution that the King will never rest?” he grimaced.Several times, he wanted to force himself to get back to sleep again but couldn't. It looked like they were screaming in his eyes once he laid back on the bed.“Who's there?” he screamed, and a guard came in and got to his knees. “What is going on out there? Or am I beginning to hear things?”The guard shook his head. “The Ministers are protesting in the front of the hall chamber.”“Why? Did anybody die?” he climbed down from the bed gently since the guard failed to answer his second question. He put on his r
Stamping the edge of his sword constantly on the floor, Flarry felt shattered. He didn't expect the ministers not to achieve what they had gone into the palace for. Arthur was a weak King to him and he believed that the ministers would be able to control him no matter what.He lifted his head to face his right-hand man, “Why should I believe that the puppet King arrested them all? Is it even that possible? A plea from the ministers is supposed to weigh him down that he will have no choice…..”“Freya is his strength!!!” the young man replied, sitting on the floor, his legs coiled up. “She emerged and startled them all, ready to kill them until Arthur interfered and stopped him. She must know that you staged it all…..”Flarry dropped his sword on the floor. “That wench! I just regret not killing her from the beginning……”“If it had worked out like you planned, you wouldn't say this.”“What then should I do? I need that file to overthrow Arthur. Once I successfully do it, Freya will be p
Three weeks later,“The Alpha King is dead, she's just hiding him in his chamber.”“The ministers are bothered to enthrone a new King since she's still pregnant….”“It is said that she killed him to avenge the death of her parents….”Rumors are spreading around the Pack, and Freya is the most haunted about it. There is a secret not even she knew, but that would come to light when it's due. She doesn't wish for all her hard work to be in vain.If Arthur doesn't wake up—even if it would be a miracle, she would be a loser. It has been finally exposed that the maid who claimed to be bearing the Alpha’s child is an impersonator and is Elora. For accusing the King and impersonating, her penalty is death, and the ones that had her backed up, including the Beta, Flarry, and his men, the Ministers, will all be executed.But, one thing has to be sure. The only one who would order the execution is the Alpha King. he needs to wake up, to save Freya from that hell, or they will all succeed, thereb
At first, Freya was furious. But when she reasoned that it must be a trick as such gibberish came from the same maid she was suspecting, she decided to go talk about it privately with Arthur. “Leave!!!” She commanded the maid before her and headed towards the Alpha's room.Entering, she didn't believe her eyes. Arthur was lying lifeless on the floor. She rushed to him and shook his body constantly…. “If this is a prank, just end it and open your eyes.” she shrieked, trying to open his eyes. “Pupils dilated. What is wrong with him?”She studied his pulse and it was faint. “His body is chilly—” she bit her lower lip. “Arthur!!!” her voice resounded in the room. “Geralt!!!” she repeated, breathing endlessly. “This isn't a joke. Call the physician…” she ordered and struggled to get him up until he was laid on the bed.She stood some feet away from the bed, staring at his face. “What is wrong with him? His face is becoming pale. He was just fine minutes ago….” she was panting, trying to be
The secluded building was as quiet as usual. Freya's footsteps reverberated in the area as she walked in with her sword in her palm. Her eyes trailed around the room, knowing that whoever eavesdropped on her conversation with Arthur must surely be hiding in a place.“Reveal yourself before I find you—” she stamped her sword on the floor. “Now!!!!”Elora quivered. She would spit out her heart if time weren't taken. She would have been mindful if she had known that Freya would come after her. When she arrived, she reached the well to see Arya there. Her eyes were tied up so she couldn't see a thing but observed that someone came around.She didn't bother to speak since her aim of coming into the palace wasn't to save her. She learned how the rope was tied and it happened to be a tough one, and noticing that Freya was after her made her dodge to save her life first.“You won't come out right?” Freya laughed and walked to the well. “Make sure I don't see you again. If I do, you will regre
Elora was disguised and sent forth to the palace. She came a long way with the Beta to the way that would lead her into the Pack fully. She turned to meet Beta's eyes, “Be strong alive, and wait for me.”He sniffed and patted her shoulder. “I'm worried about you more….”“Don't bother. I will be fine. They won't know that it's me.” she assured him and pulled him closer for a kiss. “Freya is tricky, so I will be very careful and make use of that opportunity wisely.”He caressed her cheek and then bid her goodbye.She didn't stop walking until she entered the palace as a palace maiden. One would think she was there to only do as Flarry had ordered her, but it was her only time to do what brought her back to pack. First, she needs to create enmity between Freya and Arthur and then be able to strike with that opportunity. She entered the palace and reached the kitchen. Flarry had told her that the captured maiden who was still caged was posted in the kitchen, so she would have to go there
Before Flarry and his men, Elora and the Beta were tied up, too. They kept wincing in pain, pleading to be rescued, but Flarry was deaf to their plea. He was trying to get an idea of what to use them for.He knew they were banished, and if they were on good terms with Arthur or Freya, it wouldn't happen. “Killing them isn't a nice option either. It's a waste of strength….” he said to himself, looking up to meet their gaze. “They might do a better job to save Arya.”“We already told you our motives, and you assured us that it was the same as yours. Why then would you tie us up? Do you think we will betray you?” the Beta voiced out. If only he was with just a single sword, it would have been better. He was already intending to get one once they went into the market since his sword was taken from him as it was the palace’s property.Flarry gulped. He was lost for words.“Just untie us so we can settle things. Unless you are still in love with Freya and are enraged that we plot to kill he
The next day, Freya came into Arthur's room very early in the morning to see him still lying on the bed. She tapped his thigh. “It's morning already, won't you wake up?” she gnashed her teeth. “He's still that lazy….”“Who told you?” he peeped at her, stretching his limbs. “I am never lazy. I was being that way to steal your heart then, but not now. You wouldn't even accept me if I'm weak.” he yawned and sat up on the bed. “When did you leave the bed that I didn't get to know?”She scoffed. "You sleep so much that I can drag you out and you won't even know.”He shook his head. “You lie! If I was that way, then you would have killed me even before my parents.”She smiled, seeing him defend himself in all aspects is proof that he was becoming mature enough to be the King without being intimidated. “Fine, I just had a peek of the ministers and they are all shivering due to the cold. Leaving them to die there will cause your people to be against you, so I would prefer that they be thrown
About an hour after the fight with Flarry, Freya decided to go meet the maiden whom she's sure was Arya. She goes into the room to see her breathing quickly. “You must be so hungry that your breathing accelerated…” she squatted before her and wiped her nose ruthlessly. “Mates!!!”Arya lifted her face, having a scowl. “You must be jealous that we are mates….”“And you must have known about our relationship that you quoted that I'm jealous of.” she scoffed and rubbed her palm on Arya’s hair. “It's also a pity that he wouldn't even care if I kill you here. That won't stop him from attacking me either, not until he gets what he wants. So you can see, being his mate changes nothing. If you die while helping him, he will have another woman for himself.”Arya clenched her teeth. She hates it that Freya was talking ill of her lover, but could still reason out of it. Why isn't Flarry here to save her despite knowing she is in danger? Just like Freya said to her, she is worthless to Flarry and
Stamping the edge of his sword constantly on the floor, Flarry felt shattered. He didn't expect the ministers not to achieve what they had gone into the palace for. Arthur was a weak King to him and he believed that the ministers would be able to control him no matter what.He lifted his head to face his right-hand man, “Why should I believe that the puppet King arrested them all? Is it even that possible? A plea from the ministers is supposed to weigh him down that he will have no choice…..”“Freya is his strength!!!” the young man replied, sitting on the floor, his legs coiled up. “She emerged and startled them all, ready to kill them until Arthur interfered and stopped him. She must know that you staged it all…..”Flarry dropped his sword on the floor. “That wench! I just regret not killing her from the beginning……”“If it had worked out like you planned, you wouldn't say this.”“What then should I do? I need that file to overthrow Arthur. Once I successfully do it, Freya will be p
When the sun had set that same day, Arthur was already back and had discussed how everything went with Freya. He was taking a nap when the loud noise that kept reverberating in his ear forced him to sit up.He focused, to know if the noise he heard while asleep was real or his hallucinations. His brow arched when he realized that it was the voice of the ministers. “What is going on out there? Is it also written in the Pack constitution that the King will never rest?” he grimaced.Several times, he wanted to force himself to get back to sleep again but couldn't. It looked like they were screaming in his eyes once he laid back on the bed.“Who's there?” he screamed, and a guard came in and got to his knees. “What is going on out there? Or am I beginning to hear things?”The guard shook his head. “The Ministers are protesting in the front of the hall chamber.”“Why? Did anybody die?” he climbed down from the bed gently since the guard failed to answer his second question. He put on his r