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
"Yes. Of course, we witches and werewolves are different." A clear voice sounded in my ear, I found myself accidentally saying the words of the heart."I know you think I'm a kid, but I'm almost 100 years old. I grew up in the depths of the forest, so I only keep this lovely appearance. Don't look at me like I'm a child. I'm a very powerful witch." She winked and smiled at me. "But, sister, why are you walking with two werewolves? Oh, no, exactly, Lycans.""Wolf... Werewolf! ?""The one next to you and the one driving in front of you." Vivian's raised voice made my eyes widen in confusion.Thinking of Alen and Kral lying unconscious next to me, I was a little worried that being a werewolf would scare the girl, so I asked nervously, “You mean... You know who they are? Aren't you scared?”How was Vivian able to identify us in the first few minutes of our interaction? Are all witches this powerful?"The smell of werewolves is so strong!" Vivian pinched her tiny nose and pouted, complaini
"The Prince! It's the Prince's carriage!""Your Highness! Welcome back!""Prince Kral!"The carriage slowed to a crawl, and the voices of many werewolves were heard in the distance. Vivian and I lay by the window. Through the glass, a magnificent castle appeared in our eyes.It is a tall and lofty castle. The dark marble of the castle was solemn and low-key in the Sun, and the Golden Flag fluttered and glittered on the walls. The lycans on the guard towers and walls first saw our carriage. They saluted Kral with weapons in their hands.Kral is really a popular prince and he is a well-deserved focus. The thought of me being his queen, under everyone's gaze, made me want to vomit like a giant hand clutching my stomach."Your Highness!" It was Alen's voice. He could not hide his joy and said loudly, "News came from the palace that the welcome banquet is ready.""I know," Kral said calmly. He suddenly reached out and grabbed my hand, which was gripping my clothes. The warm touch startled
The door was slowly pushed open. A beautifully patterned wool carpet was spread on the dark wooden floor. In the wide room, a huge circular white bathtub took up half of the room. Two maids are putting rose petals into the water. The water in the bathtub rose slowly, and a milky mist floated on the surface. Another maid lit a candle in the corner, and a faint, distant, charming smell filled the air."Miss, please take a bath." The door was closed and the maid came to show me the way. I took off my coat and shoes while being attended to by a maid, and walked slowly to the tub with my bare feet on a soft wool blanket.Warm water wrapped around my body, and waves of water gently patted on my shoulder. I leaned against the bathtub, smelling the aroma in the air, can not help but feel sleepy. I put my hands on the wall, closed my eyes, and let my body stretch out in the water.The maids stood by silently, making almost no sound.In Silence, a pair of hands pressed against my head. A pair o
The night was cold and Kral carried me across the hall in my long white bathrobe. The ladies-in-waiting on the road all bowed their heads in surprise when they saw us. I kept my head down and didn't dare to look at their expressions. I only felt my ears turn red."How long are you going to hide?"Suddenly, there was a deep voice over my head, and I looked up. Kral's jaw was taut with anger, and a cold stare was fixed on me beneath his thick black eyebrows."I. . . I don't know what you mean." I was keenly aware of the anger in Kral's voice. His voice was low with suppressed anger and a hint of impatience, but I didn't understand what I had done to make him so angry.At the end of the corridor, Kral, who had heard my answer, stopped. His temperament grew more violent. His brows furrowed and his arms around me tightened so tightly that my skin could feel the warmth of his skin through the soft towel."Two questions," Kral said in a chilly tone. "First, what will you do if I don't get th
Finally, I got tired and lay down next to Kral. Kral lay with me for a while, and then I was held in his arms again. Looking at his face, my flustered mood slowly calmed down. I couldn't help but curl up in his arms, my head resting on his broad chest, feeling safe enough.Walking down the long hallway, Kral kicked open the front door and laid me down on a large, soft bed."This is my room. You can rest here. Don't worry, no one will do anything to you that you don't want to do."Kral went to another corner to clean his body. He didn't look at me. His back was to me. Through the glass window, I hid under the quilt. I saw myself in a sorry state with a towel over my head. My shoulders and calves were exposed, and I could not see his expression as the candle in the room glowed faintly."Your Highness, I have made a deal with you, and I thank you for taking me out of the Red Moon Pack. Your condition is that I become your queen. And I will try to take responsibility and not let you down.
After that night, Vivian never left my side. She always thought there were no good people in the palace, but in fact, since I began to express my feelings directly, most of the people in the palace were very respectful to me. Except for one person, Susana always had a touch of coldness under her pale gray eyes."Miss, please get up."Susana's tone is always rigid, like a machine that never makes mistakes. I was wrapped in a soft quilt. It was as soft as a cloud, and when I opened my eyes, the curtains of the French windows in my bedroom were pulled back by the maids, and the soft morning sun shone through the glass, illuminating my sleeping face."Good morning, Susana."I sat up and said good morning to her in a firm voice.Whether or not her attitude towards me has changed, I am showing her my attitude."If there's nothing urgent, I don't think you need to open the curtains for me.""I must warn you, Miss, there is a lot to learn today. Your teacher is already waiting."Susana spoke
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