I was moved to another room by the maid. My body was tied to a high-backed chair, and my face was covered with a black cloth. All I could see was the floor under the black cloth."Where is the woman I want?" His hoarse voice carried a trace of terror, as if he had been strangled by someone.My body tightened instantly. The sound reminded me of fear. It's impossible, it's impossible. I have left that place. I can't meet them again.My body began to tremble uncontrollably, my bound hands writhing unwittingly, the twine scraping bright red marks on my wrists.In my trembling, the speaker approached me step by step, and I could only see the shape of his shoes through the gaps in the black cloth."Here she is, look at her," said the Lord in a slightly obsequious voice.The black cloth covering my face was removed.Nick's face caught me by surprise!"AH, Delia, my dear cousin, are you happy to see me?" He seemed content with my shocked look. His eyes savoured every trace of fear in my face,
"Who?" Nick only had time to ask before he was slashed to the ground.The sudden rush of air made me choke, and I covered my neck and sat on the floor feebly until a familiar pair of strong hands lifted me from the ground. The smell of liquor surrounded me, and black hair brushed across my face, giving me a warm scent."My poor girl, don't be afraid," Kral's hoarse voice rang in my ears. The tears of my face were slowly wiped away, and I saw myself in his eyes. Black Shadows welled up in his golden eyes. At that moment, I heard my own voice choking up and trembling: "Thank... Thank you."This is the second time he's saved me, I think."Your Highness, I hope you understand first come, first served!" A hoarse voice sounded in the corner of the room. Before he can finish his sentence, Nick pulls out his sword, and the gleam of the sword and Nick's crazy face comes straight at him."Watch out!" I immediately leaned over Kral's shoulder, spinning to expose my back to Nick's sword. The shar
The phantom shadow of the Black Wolf passed away. The blade of my knife had touched Nick's neck, and if I had gone any further, blood would have gushed out as I had expected.But it's too late. The neck and heart are the werewolf's Achilles' heel. Every werewolf is extremely sensitive to both. This time, I lost the last good luck."You think I'm going to let you do it again, b.itch?" Nick suddenly raises his head and grabs my hand holding the dagger. He squeezed the bones in my wrists as if to crush them."Ah!" I had to cry out in sharp pain. Cold sweat dripped from my forehead. “You didn't think that a good-for-nothing who couldn't shift into a wolf would hurt you, did you?”Despair turns all my pain into anger. The desire to destroy everything rose in my body, and though the bones in my wrists were crushed to the point of breaking, I held the hilt of the knife as if I were holding on to my last ounce of courage.I hate myself for being different. I hate my weakness. But if the outco
"Ah!"Nick presses his moveable hand frantically against his neck, which almost breaks. The sudden rush of air made his eyes and nose water. The face that used to give me despair is now so funny."Why stop me?" Murmured Kral. His dark hair made his skin look delicate in the moonlight, and his dark eyes looked to me like a transparent wall. Some intense emotions surged in his eyes, but they were all suppressed by him.If I don't stop him, Kral will lose control of himself with terrible consequences.I don't know why I feel this way, but I do."Master, you are hurt," I said softly, not noticing the trembling in my voice.Kral did not speak. He looked at me quietly, letting me reach out and touch the cuts on his arm.The sticky touch came from my fingertips, and the warm blood ran through my fingers, drawing a curving line in my hand, and then dripping to the ground.My heart hurts. I feel there are thousands of needles in my heart in the softest place. The cut on his body made me feel p
When I woke up the next day, I was lying in the carriage, covered in Kral's clothes."There's a suit next to you, please put it on yourself." While I was still staring blankly into the carriage, Kral's face appeared out of the carriage window."O. . . Okay." I wanted to get up immediately only to find that I was almost naked. Then I had to hide in his clothes again, only showing my eyes, and answered softly. When I changed my clothes, I found that the scratches on my body had been medicated, and the most serious scars on my wrists had been well treated and bandaged.When I had finished and opened the carriage door, Kral was waiting outside. He looked at me and handed me some roast meat and a glass of milk."This is our breakfast. I'm not very hungry. Give me the rest when you're done. Besides, you should drink your milk. "Having said that, Kral looked at me for a few seconds and then he went into the car and started flipping through the books.I had my breakfast and sat in front of th
Kral gives Alen a look. Alen nods, steps forward, and kicks Bernice off her horse."Oh, my prince." Bernice, who was on her knees, raised her chin. "Of course you know who I mean, don't you?"Her feet were tied and she could not stand, but she still stared straight at Kral, her bright red lips like blood.It was a hunting look, and she never believed that any man could resist her charms, and I was the one who was always forced to watch her triumph.Kral came up to me and gave Bernice a cold, contemptuous look.“Pa!” Kral slapped Bernice's face so hard that I shivered. Her golden hair fell to the side and her eyes widened in disbelief."Why are you doing this to me?" Bernice touched her face and said with a lump in her throat, "I like you so much. You shouldn't have done this to me, Your Highness."She suddenly turned to me, her eyes bloodshot, her voice suddenly distorted. "All of this is because of you." She gritted her teeth, her face contorted. "You're just trying to get back at me
The blood spurted all over the floor, and Bernice let out a cry of pain. Her feet were still bound, and she could only cover the wound with her last hand, curled up and squirmed on the ground.Alen nervously went up to check on me and Kral, "Your Highness? Delia?"My whole being was in the arms of Kral. Kral's powerful arms held me tight, my head resting on his broad chest, his warm breath filling my breath. I slowly broke away from his embrace. It was so dangerous, but I didn't feel so desperate and scared."I'm fine, Alen."I shook my head, afraid to look at Kral's face.But when I looked up, I saw Alen's surprised expression. I quickly turned to find Kral with his head down, clutching his arm, and a tiny gap appeared in the perfectly smooth fabric."Your Highness... ?" Alen's voice grew alarmed, and I covered my mouth and stared at the purplish-black blood that flowed from the gap.Kral looked up with difficulty and said to Alen calmly, "That woman put some wolfsbane in her fingers
Delia’s POVIn the car, I slowly opened Kral's clothes, only to find that all his wounds were simply bandaged to stop the bleeding. He closed his eyes and leaned against the carriage as if he were asleep.His silence made the carriage too quiet. The silence makes me uneasy. I tried to rearrange his bleeding wound, but in his coat pocket I found a handkerchief I had given my father long ago.I looked at the handkerchief with astonishment. It was placed in my father's room a long time ago as a gift, before I was completely disappointed in him. Although I later discovered that my father had never used it once, I still remember the gift.But why is this handkerchief here?I looked at it over and over. I cut out a piece of my childhood silk dress to make that handkerchief. I carefully sewed it on both sides, and there was a dark D on the edge. These are my initials, because I want my father to think of me when he sees this gift.It suddenly appeared in Kral's pocket. I feel like my brain i
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