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
Vivian's POVReminded by Alice, I recalled that I had indeed experienced something similar when I was a child. I found a very cute puppy, and I liked it a lot.On the day I brought it home, we had a wonderful time playing together. I even slept with it in my arms.However, when I woke up the next day, the puppy was gone, and no one knew where it had disappeared. It had vanished from my life."Master, I remember that incident, but what does it have to do with my mate?" I asked, puzzled."What I want to convey is that the people or creatures who appear in your life are destined to be there. The connection you had with that puppy only lasted a day, but your mate is meant to be with you for a lifetime," Alice gently explained her reason for bringing up the story of the puppy. Her words eased my mood considerably."What's your mate's name, and how is your relationship progressing?""His name is Alen, and he's one of Prince Kral's most trusted subordinates, holding a high position in the pa
Sibyl’s POVBefore I know it, time is running out like a river. My two children, who began as finger-sucking babies in cradles, can now run around the palace. Perhaps they inherited Nuri's strong physique, and even the quiet little princess Terese was full of energy. The wet nurses had run to follow her but she was not tired at all.Today, after breakfast, I caught them trying to sneak out again."Sit your asses down!" I said sternly.The two little ones made faces and sat back in their chairs.Unexpectedly, the child's father suddenly protested. "Children are young. They are at an active age now. Why should you restrain them?""Have you forgotten what day it is?""What day?" asked Nuri, doubtfully, putting down her cup.I knew it! I took a plate of peeled grapes from him and said, "Selene and Lowa are coming to visit us today. Lowa is bringing her little girl!"Shortly after my children were born, Lowa returned to Werebird kingdom with Manolo. Within two months of their return, I rec
Sibyl’s POVSince the birth of the little prince and Princess, the whole palace has become lively. Nuri's excitement is hard to describe. He immediately declared the young prince, Baron, a crown prince and gave him an estate. However, he is still young and currently lives with his sister in a bedroom in my palace.In order to take care of the two children, Nuri arranged for each of them to have three wet nurses and eight maids. He had even begun to think about their playmates.Carol was even more excited to see them every day. She came in the morning as soon as the sun rose, and left reluctantly after dinner.Now all eyes are on the two children."Our Baron and Terese are very popular. Whose credit is that?"Nuri rocked the cradle and looked at me like a big dog with a face full of praise! I couldn't bear to watch. I picked up Terese, who was munching her fingers, and kissed her soft, white, meaty face."Little Terese, who is your mommy?"The little guy looked at me in a daze and sudd
Roth’s POV"Sibyl... my baby..."Blayze's voice travels in Nuri's ears. His hands were tugging at Nuri's, blood gushing from his mouth, but he did not stop, calling the Queen's name again and again.Beowulf pounced. His broken arm was flailing feebly in the air, and Nuri dropped Blayze to avoid his attack. I climbed over and pulled Blayze aside to sit against the wall."How could she be Azariah? Didn't she die in prison?"Blayze didn't answer my question. He didn't even look at me. He just stubbornly called out the Queen's name. Does this really work? Can we wake the king?"Nuri, wake up! Sibyl is unconscious because of you. She is pregnant with your child! She almost died because of you!" Bellowed Beowulf as he dodged Nuri's attack, shouting Sibyl's name along with Blayze. Tears blurred my vision. I wiped my face and joined them loudly.May the gods protect us. The love between the King and Queen could be the antidote to this disaster.For a moment, the council chamber was filled wit
Selene’s POVThe whole palace was in disarray. The doctors were all called in, and the maids went in and out like ants on a hot pan. Everyone was scrambling to do something, but they didn't know which way to go, because the only hostess was still lying in bed, unconscious."Stay calm. You are all trained. Follow the rules." Nuri's grandmother's voice rose into the night, suppressing the panic. She took the maid's hand and got down from the carriage. She glanced at the maids and the doctors, and everyone she saw lowered their heads."We don't need so many doctors. Those who are not good at delivering babies can go home."When she had finished, some of the doctors, after a moment's hesitation, came forward, saluted, and hurried off.“Amy, divide the maids into three groups. One group will prepare hot water, the other will clean up the delivery room, and the last group will serve the empress at any time. If anything goes wrong, the person-in-charge will be punished!”Amy hurried to assig
Sibyl’s POV"Your Majesty..." Amy hesitated."Are you asking me why I didn't kill her?" I stopped and looked up at the Black Sky, where the moon was shining brightly. The stars twinkled in the sky like jewels on a dress."Maybe the moon is too beautiful tonight. I don't want to spoil my mood."Many innocent souls stayed in the palace. Every brick and tile was soaked in blood, and I did not want to add to it any more.The maid thought she was going to die, too. She closed her eyes and waited for the poison to attack, only to find that the pain she had imagined for a long time had not come. She slowly opened her eyes tentatively and looked at me hesitantly."Ah..." when she opened her mouth to speak, she found herself unable to make a sound."I took your voice," I motioned to Amy with my eyes. Amy handed her a bag of gold coins. "This is my compensation to you. I will still keep my promise to you. You can leave the palace tonight. I will let you continue your life as a commoner."With t
Sibyl’s POVThe evening party went on as planned. On the rows of brass candlesticks, carefully carved candles burned brightly, illuminating the faces of each visitor. The scent of ladies' perfumes filled the air, and expensive jewelry glowed in the owner's hair, earlobes, and neck. Everyone smiled and complimented each other."What an elegant crowd." I stood in the shade outside the door and looked at the nobles in the ballroom. "If I hadn't seen the fierce faces of the jealous ladies and the greed of the men in calculating the wealth of the common people, if I hadn't seen the despicable ways in which ministers use their power to do evil," I paused, i turned to Amy. "This is heaven, isn't it?"Amy looked at me in silence, and I knew the question frightened her. How can the nobles be so easily judged? Most people would think so. Nuri still had a long way to go. If he did not change the concept that everyone feared the nobles as much as the gods, the new nobles that he supported now wou
Sibyl’s POVLowa shifts into a giant bird. I sat on her back and soon saw Aphrodite's palace. With no intention of slowing down, she dived straight for the palace door, causing the maids at the door to scream. I walked to the door with a sullen face. Lowa shaved her feathers and shifted back to being a sexy lady.Not surprisingly, there was another shriek from the maids, and several of them had collapsed to the ground. I saw a familiar face among the maids, whose name I can't quite remember, Anna or something. On Aphrodite's first day at court, I met the maid.She's not doing very well. No, rather badly. She was not a pretty girl, but she was impressive, and now her hair was as yellow as a weed, and her figure was unusually dry. The once beautiful eyes also lost their love of life like a pool of stagnant water.She felt my gaze and looked up at me quickly. Her eyes sparkled, but soon became dull. She changed in an instant. When I blinked and looked at her again, she was still lifeless
Sibyl’s POV"Nuri is exaggerating." Selene looked at the room full of clothes and sighed. "So many clothes. Even if there were a few more of you, you would never wear them all!"I looked at the rows of clothes, heart half sweet half trouble. Nuri is in love with me, but, as my sister said, I really do not have time to wear every piece of clothing again. Looking at so many beautiful clothes that I have no chance to wear them, it makes me feel very wasteful."These are all new. Do you like any of them? If you don't mind, just take the ones you like!" I said to Selene. When Lowa heard this, her face darkened and she looked at me angrily. "You have a real sister, and have you forgotten about me? You are so biased!"Selene looked at me awkwardly, worried that something might happen between me and Lowa, and I patted her hand. I smiled at her and said, "She's just kidding!" I turned to Lowa and rolled my eyes at her. "Why are you teasing her? Come on, I'll give you all the clothes in this ro
Nuri’s POV"What's all this?" Beowulf asked as he casually flipped through the notes on my desk. He gave me a smirk. I looked down and coughed."How come I don't remember us getting so close?" His tone was too casual and intimate, as if we had known each other for more than a decade, which made me very uncomfortable. He is the king of the land of the Bears. While I respect him as a hero, that doesn't mean my social distance from him can become intimate. But he didn't seem to feel that way at all."My wife is your wife's sister, and we are brothers, a family! We know each other like the back of my hand!" He took another book from the shelf, he exclaimed, "I always thought that you were an ambitious hero. You spent all your energy on running the country. I can't imagine that you're actually a nanny!"My bookshelf is lined with books on children, medical and educational, from infants to teenagers. On the desk are several thick notes that I have made. These are all the questions I ask doc