Sibyl’s POV"Selene, Stop! It's dangerous." I jumped off my horse and ran to her. Beowulf and Nuri are very impulsive right now and I'm worried that if they fight, Selene will get hurt.Beowulf's horse whinnies. He kicked the horse and rushed towards Selene.But Nuri stood in his way. "I don't think it was a gentlemanly thing for you to ride up to two ladies."Beowulf caught the reins just in time, and his horse stopped just before it hit Nuri's horse. His horse whined restlessly in place, as if complaining that he could not run as fast as he wanted."Selene!" I hugged her.Behind us were high walls and lines of soldiers. In front of us were two men who could fight at any moment. The atmosphere has now reached the pinnacle of tightness.Beowulf looked at Selene and me with a sullen face. He held out a hand to Selene. "I think your homesickness has been satisfied. Come home with me now."I felt Selene's body stiffen in my arms.I put her behind me and smiled at Beowulf, trying to make
Sibyl’s POVI looked up at Selene and marveled.I knew she was beautiful, but I didn't expect her to be so charming.She wore an expensive pink dress with a pearl necklace around her neck that made her face as beautiful as the moon in the sky. The dress not only set off her curves, but more importantly, it’s backless, with three silvery-white chains that matched the lines of her back. Lowa also gave her the perfect make-up: big, innocent eyes, long eyelashes, pink blush, and moist lips like cherries.What a beauty!I ran to her and hugged her, savoring the smell of her perfume. "How charming you are! I almost didn't recognize you. I remember you were a beautiful girl as a child, and now you are more and more stunning."Selene looked down shyly. "I'm not pretty.""Be confident, girl!" Lowa patted her on the shoulder, "I've just told you. You are one of the most beautiful girls I have ever seen. You underestimate your beauty, always wear outdated old clothes, don't spend time on makeup,
Beowulf’s POVThis is the first time I've seen Selene drunk. Last time at my father's funeral, her face turned red from drinking, but she wasn't drunk that day, she just pretended to be drunk to get out of my sight.There is a difference between real and fake drunkenness. When Selene pretended to be drunk, she was no different than usual. She was still very quiet, taking every action with caution to avoid making me angry. But a really drunk Selene is like a different person. She became bolder, and made no secret of her emotions, staring at me with her eyes wide and her mouth pouting.For the first time, I found her angry eyes looking cute."I'll take you back to the bedroom," I said, holding her waist."Don't touch me!" She said unhappily, trying to push me away.I let go of my hand. "If you can walk on your own, I won't touch you.""I can." She staggered forward a few steps, stumbled, almost fell to the ground.I hurried to hold her before she fell. I sighed and shook my head. "You'r
Selene’s POVOh, my head hurts. With a limited memory and a cramped stomach, I rubbed my temples and sat up in bed.My head was still spinning. I closed my eyes and shook my head, trying to piece together a complete memory. But my memory of last night is still incomplete.I just remember listening to Lowa and Sibyl banter at dinner in the garden. I tried to relax myself, but Beowulf's burning eyes kept on me, making me feel as if I were being illuminated by a strong light. My body is a bit stiff. I do not dare to look in his direction, I can only sip wine to ease my embarrassment.Sibyl prepared a very mild wine for me. The first sip I took was a little weird, but when I swallowed it, I felt a heat coming out of my stomach and into my head. My mouth began to taste a faint taste of grapes. It made me feel good, so I drank it all while listening to them talk.My head was dazed, but I was still craving the feeling, so I was ready to drink a second cup, but a big hand stopped me...I patt
Selene’s POV"Princess Selene, are you sure you don't want to go out and see him?" The maid asked me in a low voice, standing at the window, looking out.I am struggling now, wrinkling the handkerchief in my hand."He'll be gone by midnight," I said, more to comfort myself than to answer her."It's windy," whispered the maid, closing the window. "I wonder if it will rain tonight."Rain? My heart was tight again, but I controlled myself not to look in the direction of the window, pretending not to care.The maid didn't say much. She cleared the table, whispered "Good night" to me, and left the house.I slowly turned my head and looked at the closed window.Beowulf was standing in the garden in front of my house, and he said he would wait for me until midnight.I gritted my teeth, not knowing what to do. Now everyone is waiting for my decision. If I take his ring, I make a promise to him. If he wins the war, he'll take me back to his country.Being Queen is not a temptation for me. I gr
Selene’s POVI stood in the corridor and watched Lowa until she became a dot on the horizon."Selene!" Sibyl ran to me. She stood gasping in front of me, put a hand on my shoulder and pouted. "Well, this Lowa, I guess she's leaving today, but I didn't expect her to leave so early."I patted Sibyl on the back. "She's a hearty woman who doesn't like sad goodbyes."Sibyl had a worried look on her face. "This war is hard for Beowulf and her. Selene, I'm really worried about them."Sibyl is a kind and gentle person, and I can guess from her expression the danger they will face in the future."I feel guilty. I can't help them.""Don't think of it that way, Selene. We protect ourselves and give them something solid to lean on. It helps." Sibyl slapped her on the forehead, "I almost forgot. Beowulf has not yet left the capital. Nuri received a message in the middle of the night. They are meeting at the city gate now."Beowulf hasn't left yet? My heart skipped a beat.Sibyl smiled and said to
Blayze’s POVThe streets are quiet at night. Apart from the occasional stray dog rummaging around the corner, there is hardly any sign of people or animals.Security throughout the capital has been stepped up in the last month. Three princes of the Werebear kingdom were fighting fiercely for the throne. No one knows whether the war will affect our country. Nuri has a strict policy that no one is allowed in or out of the capital at night except with special permission.Residents are also nervous. At night, everyone stays at home and shuts their doors, praying that they don't get into any unnecessary trouble.I was promoted and now head of patrol for the entire capital. Many of the soldiers envied me for getting promoted in such a short time and gaining the king's trust, but I wasn't too happy about it.When the last king was alive, I expected a change of power every day. The old order is broken and new rules are born. My obnoxious brothers and hypocritical family, I want them all to go
Sibyl’s POVWhen the news came that the werebear nation’s war had broken out, my sister was sunning herself in the garden, which was good for her recovery. She held the kitten and tickled Shae's nose with its soft paws, causing Shae to sneeze several times and stomp her feet in place.I didn't have the heart to tell her that the war was coming to a head. Beowulf's eldest brother had been stabbed in the heart on the battlefield. The man who killed him was one of his generals, who had been bought off by the second prince. Then the eldest Prince's horse went mad for no reason and threw him off the horse and stepped on his chest. The eldest prince, who was originally breathing, died on the spot.The followers of the eldest prince scattered instantly.Only the second prince and Beowulf remain in the royal feud. The second prince is ruthless and scheming, and I can still remember him cutting off the head of Nuri's former enemy and sending it to our palace. I'm worried that Beowulf is no mat
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