William’s POV"I don't need the loyalty of the Capet family."A sweet female voice came from the door, but the meaning of the words was as cold as winter. It seems that the Queen did not want to spare the Capet family. We, the Capet family, have lived in this part of the country for hundreds of years. Even if we had a castle as well as a palace, a series of fiefdoms, and as much wealth as a nation, we could not compete with the royal family.When I saw my stupid brother's reaction, I knew he had something to do with what happened tonight.How dare he go up against the royal family?My guess is that our family's political enemies will seize this opportunity to crush us, and they will be able to make up countless charges without even a night's sleep. Buying and selling official positions, seizing land, robbing women, even disrespecting the royal family, conspiring to commit treason, all kinds of serious and not serious crimes will appear, and there must be evidence. They will be selfles
Nuri’s POVI sat on my horse and looked ahead at the crumbling mud walls of the town. It gives the illusion that I don't have to attack, I just have to wait for it to collapse.This is my first time here. Before that, I had only two words for it: poverty and savagery. But I didn't think it would be so dilapidated. Beyond the Silent Hills were the three little towns. They have the same wind and sand, and the same people's livelihood. There is still more than a hundred miles between the mountain road and the city gate. There are no crops, no fields of grain, only clumps of weeds. You'd better keep your mouth shut when the wind blows, or you'll be lucky to taste the sand.The air here is also very dry. The day after I arrived, I got up and was shocked by my hoarse voice. Not only does it sound like a crow in the forest, but my throat hurts, like the yellow earth outside, which is dry and cracked from lack of water.It had been fifteen days since I arrived with my army, and I fully unders
William’s POVThe distant sky turned gray. The night is finally over, the sun is about to rise, and it is a new day. But whether I can see the new sun, I'm not sure. Throughout the night, I led the few remaining Capet soldiers in an effort to kill the enemy. The blade was chipped by overuse. Everyone took advantage of the war gap, picked up an intact knife in the body to continue fighting.I gritted my teeth and cut off the head of a bear soldier. I saved the soldier from his knife. I don't know him. He might be one of the citadel guards. He smiled gratefully at me, then turned and charged at the enemy. I don't think he will live long enough to win the war because he is so badly wounded that he can't even move his left arm. But no one dropped their weapons and chose to give up. Even if everyone is not sure whether the victory belongs to us.If I went to war to protect the honor of the Capet family at first, now I'm fighting to protect the lives of my family. After several days of heav
Nuri’s POVBefore the sun had fully risen, the cooks in the camp were busy. Today is my second day with Beowulf and I can't wait to get back. I sat in my tent, polishing my sword, thinking of my wife, Queen Sibyl.I'm worried about her. I'm worried about the capital. Although I told the soldiers that we had to deal with the second prince in order to save the capital, which is true. But these days my heart is burning on a charcoal fire. I wanted to put the war behind me and take my soldiers to save my wife and my family. In the end, it was my reason that stopped me. Although it seems ruthless. But war is so cruel, it cannot tolerate the slightest impulse."Nuri, eat your dinner and go home!" Beowulf's loud voice rang out in front of the army tent. He opened the tent and strode in. A soldier followed with a tray of breakfast.He sat down at the table, picked up a piece of meat and began to eat it. He kept on pressing me while he was eating. If it had not been dusk when he arrived yester
Sibyl’s POV"I want an orange."I leaned against the soft cushions of the carriage, shook Nuri's sleeve, and looked at him longingly. He looked at me lovingly, smiled helplessly and then obediently began to peel the orange. He carefully cleaned the orange, and then put a full piece of flesh into my mouth.I nibbled at it. The sweet, slightly sour juice burst in my mouth and I licked his finger in a good mood as he fed me again.“You're bad,” he said in a low voice, his eyes darkening. I giggled, put my arm around his neck, and gently bit his Adam's apple.He threw me down on the seat. His tall body pressed against mine, filled with a sense of oppression and danger. He stared straight at me, like a hunter who was ready to tear his prey to shreds. I twisted my body uneasily and, not surprisingly, felt something hard between his legs."What do you want to do?" My mischievous mischievously disappeared completely. I used pitiful ground to ask him in a low voice."You know what I want to do
Nuri’s POVWhen I woke up, it was still dark and the moon was still hanging in the sky. I got up, changed, and went out into the yard. I did not call for a servant. My heart was in a mess. I did not want to hear any human voice. It's all right now. It's quiet. There's not even a bird call.I moved my limbs, stretched some of the stiff muscles, and when the warm-up was over, I began to practice. I worked hard, and each punch made the air roar. I attacked nonexistent objects with all my might until I was exhausted and sweat soaked through my clothes. When I was lying on the grass, I didn't find the same level of happiness I had when I was exercising.My mind is not pure. My main focus has not been on exercise. There is always a figure in my mind. Yes, I mean Sibyl. Since that day, there seems to be a wall between us, invisible but real, separating us. Our two hearts are not as close as they used to be, and even when we are alone, both of us feel uneasy. Even when she speaks, she is care
Azariah’s POVIt hurts. It hurts so much. The pain came from every corner of my body, stimulating my fragile nerves. My spirit is on the verge of collapse. "Ah! Kill me, please kill me!" A mournful scream echoed in the dark room, but only the boundless silence responded to me.If I had a mirror, I could see that my hands, feet and neck were bound by black leather straps, which made it impossible for me to move. Even now, that evil ghost man. I don't know what he did to my body, but every inch of my skin felt like it was bursting open, and I couldn't get myself out of the wooden frame.Tears of regret welled up in my eyes. I should have listened to Blayze. We should have left the capital and gone into seclusion in the countryside, instead of falling into the hands of that devil. The pain in my body gradually subsided, or maybe I just got used to it. Sleepiness hit me at once, and I lost consciousness before I could even feel it. Sleep! I don't feel pain in my dreams. Such precious time
Azariah’s POVKnock, Knock. The scepter struck heavily on the flagstone floor, and all of a sudden, numerous torches were lit on the walls on all sides, illuminating the room as if it were day. The fire shone in my eyes, and I closed them with a jerk, and with a single glance I could see that I was no longer in the thatched cottage. There are no other buildings in the valley. Where did he take me? The sheer terror made me tremble and I could hear my teeth clashing against each other.This is worse than I thought! He took me, and Blayze didn't stop him, or he didn't have the power to, or maybe he didn't even know! It doesn't matter! The only thing that matters is that I have no man to fall back on now. And neither this sick wizard nor his ugly servant is a man who would take pity on a woman even if I were the most beautiful woman in the world and countless men would fall for me, not even them!"You surprise me!" I felt him pat my face with a cold, delicate stone object. Though humiliat