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
Beowulf’s POVCold.Extreme cold.I struggled to open my eyes and felt an abnormal burning sensation in my body.I looked around. It was dark.What is this place?Why am I here?A few drops of rain fell and hit me in the face, and I quickly opened my mouth.I'm so thirsty. I don't care if the rain is clean or toxic. My survival instinct let me open my mouth, let the rain to save my life.In the darkness, in addition to the sound of water droplets, I also heard the sound of my heart beating. I don't know where I am now, but I am wide awake to the fact that I have had an accident and I want to live.After a while, I got some energy back, and then I remembered all this.My army and I are on our way to the camp. With the death of the eldest prince, the war reached its most critical moment, so our march had to be accelerated.We chose to walk through the narrow canyon through the night in order to meet up with my large group more quickly.What no one expected was that the most dangerous pa
Sibyl’s POV"Sibyl, why didn't Beowulf send me any more messages?" My sister Selene asked me at night, as we sat chatting in the garden after a bath.She tried to appear relaxed, but, as her sister, I could hear the tremor in her voice.We haven't heard from Beowulf for almost a month. This is not good news.I tried to put on a big smile and said to my sister in a light tone, "No news is good news. The war has been going on for some time now. I guess Beowulf will be busy ending the war and coming back to be with you.""But..." Selene bit her lip. Her eyes showed worry, but she soon buried her feelings in her heart. She looked up at me and smiled and nodded. "Yes. I believe him."My hand touched her shoulder, and I breathed a sigh of relief. My sister was very thin when she first came home, but now her body is getting healthy and energetic. She's been through so much pain, and I don't want her to be hurt by bad news again.If there is any pain in the world for her, I hope I can stand i
Selene’s POVIn fact, I have a bad feeling, because I can feel my link with Beowulf is disappearing. But when it was confirmed, it still broke me. Why? Why is fate cruel to me? Or Am I an unlucky person. People who loved me and were good to me left me, first my mother and then my Beowulf.When I lie in bed, I feel the life force of the passing. Strangely, I felt nothing, even a little joy. Finally, my life is coming to an end. My worthless life is coming to an end. My sad love is coming to an end.Sibyl, don't you cry. You're already queen, and you have to be strong. I am a weak woman, and I cannot be as strong as you.She sat on the edge of the bed, holding my hand tightly with her soft, delicate hands, as if I would disappear as soon as she relaxed. Her fair, lily-like and pure face was covered with glistening tears. Her eyes, brighter than the stars in the sky, stared at me.I was always the one who was ignored. No one cares about me, and no one cares about my life and emotions. Th
Sibyl’s POVThe high mountains reach into the sky, and behind them are narrow roads. Our soldiers have gone through it three times to make sure not a single seed has been missed. The falls fell from the high cliffs and splashed in the clear pools. I have to say, the noise is very disturbing."Your Majesty, as rude as it is, I have to ask, are you sure Beowulf is here?"Roth didn't try to hide his confusion, looking straight at me.What a simple-minded guy with big muscles! Amy had taken a fancy to him, and I began to worry about my maid's taste. But for Amy's sake, I don't blame him."Roth! I don't think that's the way to treat a queen," Nuri said, frowning at his loyal men. He always defends me like that, no matter who I face."Sibyl, how do you know that he's near the waterfall? The road here is very rugged. I think it would be difficult for a group of wounded men, even warriors, to escape from the pursuers here."So far, the second prince has not given up his search for Beowulf, so
Selene’s POVIt's a beautiful day today. The morning sun, moving through the mist, moved freely among the rose petals, casting a soft, hazy golden veil over every delicate, dewy rose. I sat on the chair beside the flower field. My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it thump. It was more obvious than the chirping of birds on the branches.I had to put my hands on my chest, or I would worry that my lively beating heart would jump out of my chest."Your Highness, are you feeling unwell?"Amy, Sibyl's faithful maid-in-chief, put down her tray and held me gently with a worried hand."No, I'm fine, it's just that my heart is beating a little fast!""Have some black tea and a snack first!" She handed me a cup of hot black tea. The amber liquid rippled in the crystal cup. "You haven't been eating well these days. I'm afraid you won't be up to it at the party today.""The party?" My heart skipped a beat. I looked at her incredulously. "Could it be that today..."I couldn't finish my sente
Sibyl’s POVWhen I woke up, half the bed next to me was empty. Nuri's gone. The sun shone straight through the window. The sun shines a little brightly. I squinted and slowly got used to it. It seems that I missed the time to get up.“Amy…”I called out the name of my maid, and my hoarse voice startled me as soon as I opened my mouth. I winked to ease my embarrassment and got out of bed to get a glass of water. I don't want to see anyone until my throat recovers. My hoarse voice is lazy and contented. This is so ambiguous!After a glass of cold water, my mind cleared up a bit. But I still can't get up my spirits. I was so tired that I felt as if I had walked a thousand kilometers. My back was so sore that I couldn't straighten it up. Even sitting in a chair was hard for me. So I went back to the soft and comfortable bed.When I picked up a pillow to put under my waist, it suddenly occurred to me that last night, he picked up this pillow to put under my hip. He knelt on the bed and loo