Delia's povThe moment the blood ran down Catherine's cheek, I held my trembling hand down. It was not out of fear, but because I found that my heart was so excited by the bright red color that my fingers began to tremble.It's the second time I've held a weapon to fight. The day Nick died, Kral grabbed my hand and killed Nike. It was the first time I used a weapon against an enemy, and the first time I killed my enemy.The memory of that day is bright red, with a fishy smell. I remember the feel of the dagger in the flesh, like cutting a soft cake. I watched Nick's body grow cold and become a pile of garbage on the floor.I got my first taste of revenge. It's a little scary, but... ... so irresistible.Now, I look at the arrow stuck in the wall. My eyes went blank for a moment. I admit I wanted to kill Catherine when she shot that arrow at me.The thought made my face pale."Wow!" A figure shouted exaggeratedly from the garden entrance, breaking the stifling air. "My dear sister, I n
Delia's povIt was evening when I returned to the palace. The setting sun cast an orange glow on the white marble walls of the palace. The whole palace had lost the haughty look of the day, and showed gentleness.I looked at Susanna and Alen, who were waiting for us at the door, and felt a sense of relief."Sis, look. The palace looks like a big marmalade cake under the setting sun." Vivian rubbed her belly and muttered.Alen touched Vivian's hair. He smiled as he listened to her and handed her something while Susanna and I were talking.Susanna was as serious as ever. Her gray eyes hid all her emotions perfectly. She looked at me and whispered, “How was the party today, Miss?”"Today's party, I think everything is OK," I murmured.I was silent for a few seconds, thinking of Catherine's last glance, her half-smile, and her "See you next time.""Catherine is the adopted daughter of the elder William and a childhood playmate of his Royal Highness Kral, and if you can establish a good re
"Are you saying that Catherine and I are going to have a Queen's test in order to decide who the future queen is?"After hearing Kral's story, he frowned deeply.I understand that Kral's situation is not as easy as everyone understands. From the first day I arrived, the shadow of the royal family hung over my head, such as the mysterious killer of Bernice, the serious elders, and the hidden threats, including the curse of Kral.These things are like thorns around Kral. As crown prince, he was not even free to announce the wedding. When he announced his future wife, he even had to show his sword to the elders and the nobles."Are you afraid, Delia?"Kral came up to me. He lowered his head and brushed his long index finger across my furrowed brow. The slight warmth made me look up.I looked up at his face and heard my voice say, “No, master, I know you have a plan. You won't let me risk my life unprepared. I trust you.”Then I was surprised. Before I knew it, it was as if I had given Kr
Delia's POV"Delia, it's almost time. We should go." As one of the candidates for the Queen's trials, I had been preparing since noon with the help of the handmaids.As dusk fell, the maid beside Susanna raised her lantern, and I sat at my dresser without answering. I just looked at myself in the mirror and remembered what Kral said to me yesterday afternoon."You know what, Delia? Royal burial places were only accessible to women twice. The first was at the time of the wedding and the second was at the burial. Even if I am a prince, I can only go in when I am buried, or it will bring me bad luck," Kral said, his eyes wide open, his golden eyes dimmed in the night."So when you get to my parents' grave, stay a little longer and look at them for me."At that moment, in Kral's low voice, I heard a very deep loneliness.……"Where's the prince?" I said, looking at the crowd at the door before we set off."According to royal rules, the Prince will wait for you at the Moon Goddess's palace,
Alen's povI watched Delia walk away with the men in black. Her white figure stood out in the black silhouette. In the plain, her skirt swayed like a lily in the wind, fragile and tough.“Alen?”A cry came from behind. When I looked back, it was Bud who had sent Catherine, another candidate for Queen of the Kral.Looking at them, I felt a little strange, but I pressed the question and said hello to Catherine."Catherine, you're late." I kept my smile."To give someone a chance to win," she said, her red hair tied up and her proud, sharp eyebrows aggressive. "So what if I give her a step? The victory is mine, anyway."She smiled scornfully and opened the carriage door. She was dressed in a black riding suit, and if she hadn't tied a white scarf to her hair, I would have thought she was on an outing."Catherine, now that you're here, I'm going back," Bud said in a cold, serious voice."What?" Catherine said, squinting her dark eyes. She stared at Bud, who unhappily picked up his riding
I didn't think I'd be intimidated by her threats. But the next second, her face changed. She lunged at me, her red tail flying through the air, and I fell to the ground."What are you doing? !" I exclaimed.Catherine didn't answer me, but I knew the answer right away.As soon as I fell to the ground, I saw a white object flash over my body. His fur was rotting and his limbs were bare of bones. On his thin head, two green flames floated in the deep sockets of his eyes. In his mouth, which was slightly open, his fangs were thick. I was stunned for a moment, but when I looked closely, I realized that he seemed to be...a wolf?The Bone Wolf let out a shrill howl, and turned to stare at Catherine and me, cocking its head as if to weigh our strength.I was thrown to the ground by Catherine, my eyes wide with horror, and the only thought that crossed my mind was, "Why are there wolves here, and what is the Bone Wolf?""How dare you enter this competition without knowing anything? You are so
The green flames that were floating in the air began to fall. Suddenly, a strong wind was blowing, and the leaves were being rolled up in huge clumps. The dim starlight of the sky shone through the gaps in the leaves and onto the ground.The flames are in pairs. Under the dim light and shadow, many Bone Wolves appeared in my sight. In groups of three or five, they kept howling at the sky in a howling cry."Ow! Ow!"The Bone Wolves moved their white bone claws around us cunningly. They separated me and Catherine."This time, let me see if you can survive on your own strength, Delia."Catherine glanced at me. The familiar look of contempt reminded me of the day I first met her. With that, she shifted into a wolf, her bright red hair beating in the woods. Half of the wolves immediately rushed to her.What do I do? ! I ask myself.This will be the most helpless moment I have ever experienced in the face of danger. No one can help me. I can only rely on myself. There are only two choices i
Catherine's POVMy whip went to the opposite side. A shrill voice sounded, the last Bone Wolf was also killed by me.I took the weapon and stepped on the ashes of the wolves carelessly.My father will be angry again. After all, I should have killed Delia the first time I saw her.But why? Why would I save her life instead of killing her? I still hear Delia's voice questioning me.Her amber eyes reflected my heart like a clean mirror, but she was as pure as white paper.What a nasty contrast! I tugged at the white scarf behind my ponytail. A tall figure appeared in my heart. I'm not happy with anyone who's involved with Kral!A loud bang interrupted my thoughts. I looked in the direction of the explosion and sneered. I knew this woman would not die so easily.The night was still young, and I turned to the sound of the explosion. I was a little curious. Let me see, Delia, what other surprises you are going to show me.I ran quickly through the trees until I smelled the thick smell of bl