Delia’s POVThe cloaked figure led me to the lakeside as per his guidance. Though I followed his instructions, my vigilance remained intact.Upon arriving at the lakeside, I surveyed the surroundings. A lake enclosed by dense woods. Many trees adorned the area around the lake. I addressed the cloaked figure, "I've done as you said. I'm by the lakeside now. Where are you?""Very well, Delia. You've done well," the cloaked figure responded.After his words, I heard a soft rustling sound behind me. Turning around, I observed leaves descending from the trees. Amidst the falling leaves, the cloaked figure descended slowly from the trees and stood not far from me.I watched the cloaked figure, still concealing much of his face. Memories of the time he had disguised himself as a woman and stolen my pearl necklace resurfaced.If possible, I would have demanded my pearl necklace back from him right now and given him a good thrashing!I discreetly placed my hands behind my back, touching the co
Delia’s POVI held onto my arms and questioned angrily, "Who changed my clothes? Was it you, Albert?""What do you think?"Albert looked me up and down, his gaze seemed to appreciate the dress I was wearing, but that look made me uncomfortable."Do you wish I changed your clothes for you?""Of course not!" I blurted out."Well, if that's the case, then don't ask," Albert raised his hands in response to my agitation, making a "calm down" gesture. "Delia, I brought you here to show you something."To show me something...Could it be the box he mentioned, the one my dad kept in his study?"Delia, I think you might have guessed," Albert looked at me with a knowing expression, and smiled slightly, "That's right, I brought you here to reveal the secret your father hid in the box."Even though I guessed right, I didn't feel the slightest bit of joy.There was a voice in the back of my mind telling me that I didn't need to know what secret my father had hidden in the box. Knowing this wouldn'
Delia’s POVThe scene was truly astonishing and I was left dumbfounded.It wasn't strange for there to be shadows within the heart. But for the shadow to be white and resembling a pearl was entirely beyond my understanding.As I leaned in quietly, attempting to confirm whether I was mistaken, I heard Albert breathing heavily beside me. I heard him mutter, "It's been so many years. You've grown up so much, and this is the first time you're seeing your mother's heart. Absurd!"Albert's emotions seemed even more intense than mine. This puzzled me. I raised my head and found him gazing down at me, his eyes filled with complex and ambiguous emotions.Though I couldn't decipher his true emotions at that moment, my intuition told me he knew a lot and that whatever he knew made him angry and upset. Perhaps it was time to get him to talk about those past events.Even though I was curious about what had happened in the past, facing an evidently enraged Albert, I refrained from asking my curious
Delia’s POVAfter I asked that question, Albert stared at me in disbelief, not saying a word for a long while."Albert, what's wrong?" His scrutinizing gaze made me feel uneasy. I had expected him to say something, but after waiting for quite some time without a response, I had to ask, "Is there something wrong with what I said?""Something wrong? Of course, it's wrong!" Albert responded with agitation."You barely spent any time with your mother. How could you possibly know how she died? You, no, not just you, everyone believes she died of an illness. That's because your father was able to spread the news of her illness and make everyone believe it!"My father spread the news that my mother had died of an illness and made everyone believe it. Why would he do that?A troubling thought suddenly surged within me. Did my father spread such news to cover up the fact that he was the murderer?But why would my father do such a thing? What could he possibly gain from killing my mother?"Deli
Delia's POVAlbert said he wanted me to witness the death of my fiancé. Could it be that he intends to harm Prince Kral?The thought of Kral, who was perfectly healthy when he left the camp this morning, possibly turning into a lifeless corpse before my eyes within a day, sent shivers down my spine.My physical strength was already insufficient to resist Albert, and after that chilling thought washed over me, I felt utterly powerless.I was like unformed dough, easily manipulated by Albert's hands.With minimal effort, Albert pulled me out of the pack house, and at its entrance, there was a carriage waiting.As soon as Albert had me in tow, the soldiers driving the carriage promptly brought it to the front."Delia, get in," Albert guided me to the carriage and pointed towards the carriage compartment."You stay inside!"At that moment, I was too weak to climb into the carriage by myself.Moreover, as Albert led me away from the pack house, I regained some ability to think clearly. If
Delia's POVThe moment Albert's words left his lips, I felt a sudden tightness in my chest, and it was as if my very breath had been snatched away.I couldn't believe Albert had made such a heartless demand. If Prince Kral followed his words, it meant that either he or I would have to meet our demise.I yearned to rescue Prince Kral, to save Alen and the valiant soldiers, but did I truly have the courage to make that choice if it meant my own life would be the price to pay?Numbly, my gaze shifted towards Kral, and I observed that he too was locked in our shared, silent exchange.His eyes held a mixture of astonishment and a trace of deep sorrow.Clearly, Albert's ultimatum was undeniably harsh on both of us."Why hesitate? Can't you bear to do it?" Albert's voice broke the silence once more."Kral, you're the prospective sovereign of the werewolf. Sacrificing yourself for the sake of a woman, don't you find it utterly wasteful?"I detected Albert's attempt to sow discord in our relat
Delia’s POVMy mother's life, from her dating days with my father to her death, flashed through my mind in a whirlwind of emotions. It felt like I was reading the book of her life.As this book reached its final pages, I couldn't control my emotions any longer and began to cry uncontrollably. My tears continued to fall onto the Guardian Spirit.Now, her form had become almost completely transparent. If I extended my paw, I could even pass through her body.She seemed to have exerted all her strength to show me my mother's life story."Guardian Spirit, you're a part of my mother, aren't you?"I didn't want my tears to drown out the Guardian Spirit and make her disappear completely. I wiped away my tears with my paw and looked at the Guardian Spirit, asking, "My mother sent you to protect me, is that true?""My Pearl, you guessed correctly. I am the blood from your mother's body." Though the Guardian Spirit had become nearly invisible, she still raised a hand and gently touched my cheek
Delia's POV"Albert, if someone must die, let it be me!"Confronting the imposing Albert, I replied loudly.As I responded to him, I retrieved the concealed knife I took when I left the camp.Before Albert could react, I plunged the knife into my chest.A wave of excruciating pain surged through me, and I felt a liquid splatter onto my hand.Undoubtedly, it was my own blood spilling out.I had expected to lose consciousness from the pain, but I didn't faint. My awareness remained remarkably clear.I felt warmth on my neck and, lowering my gaze, I discovered that the blood flowing from my wound wasn't all cascading downward.Instead, some of it defied gravity, flowing onto my pearl necklace. What had been a pristine white pearl necklace instantly turned blood-red."Delia!" After seeing me drive the knife into my own chest, Albert froze for a moment.When he finally reacted, he released his grip, ceasing the creation of vines entwining Prince Kral and Alen.He rushed to my side, embraci