Leon's eyes widened a little before narrowing them in suspicion, not sure where Romeo was going with this. "You didn't even give me a chance to agree." He gritted his teeth."Oh, did I not?" Romeo tilted his head slightly. "Well, that's not important anymore. You've lost the bet. Therefore, you will serve me from now on." The prince declared with a wide smile.It was not just Leon who was shocked at the words that came out of Romeo's mouth, but everyone else who had heard him. Romeo shrugged his shoulders casually."Calus left you behind while retreating with the rest of his troops. That means you're not as valuable a weapon to him as you seem to think you are." Romeo did not hold back in his comments and observations. One of the things he had noticed with Leon was his intelligence. Unlike Gallas, Leon was certainly aware of how the royals truly see the half-bloods. Romeo could tell just by looking into his eyes."Why would you want me to serve you?" The half-blood finally spoke, his
"Nightmist…" Romeo said and Zolan's eyes widened in fear. He quickly got the prince to lean against the wall and immediately checked on his wound."Fuck. It's indeed nightmist!" Zolan cursed.Nightmist was the most lethal poison ever created because there was no known antidote for it. This poison could only be obtained by the werewolfs' royal family and it was said that there was only a very little amount left in the possession of the royals. No one knew who created this poison. All they knew was that this Nightmist had been gifted to a queen long, long ago."No need to panic. This poison would kill a Werewolf in an instant, but you know this poison can't do much to me, much less kill me." Romeo said calmly. But the prince had started to look a little paler than usual, and his eyes was starting to show a dazed look.Zolan knew that Romeo had been poisoned before. Back then, it took him five days to battle and clear off the poison in his body. Since this particular poison does not have
Last night, while the sounds of battle raging from afar was intense, Roselle could do nothing else but just stand by the window, fingers with knuckles bone white, desperately gripping the window frame as if she were hanging on for dear life. The images and thoughts swirling in her brain had been driving her near to madness and terror. No, she was not at all afraid of the possibility that the enemy might be reaching her. However, she was scared and worried to death about Romeo. She wished she could go down to the frontlines right this moment just to have a quick peek on him, just to reassure herself that he was fine. She could even accept that he would have had sustained some form of injuries as this was a war. All she needed to know was that he was alive and well.When the realization finally sank into her consciousness that the clashing sounds of battle had stopped before daylight, Roselle found herself dashing out of her room and in a few short moments, she was out on the veranda, l
"Perfect." He smiled proudly. "Again, Princess!"Roselle shot at him again and again and she had yet to miss any shots barring the first one. She was incredibly precise. Even Zolan was starting to enjoy being her target."You're an incredible archer princess, but… what if your target is moving?" Zolan told her. "If your enemy is running from you, could you do a thing to take it down?"Roselle remembered her self-taught trainings. When her father stopped instructing her, Roselle decided to train by herself. Though archery was simply a hobby to her at that time, she often found herself experimenting on things whenever she was bored. She had tried to aim at many things, even moving objects."Try to aim at me while I'm moving Princess." He then began moving – not that fast but not that slow either. Roselle aimed and the first shot was a miss. But the second one was precise, making Elijah clap and Zolan smile in satisfaction.He gradually increased his speed. Roselle missed a lot but after
The library was a large, elegant place that was a bookworm's dream come true. Shelves after shelves of books, from all topics that one could think of were gracing those layers of strong mahogany wood. However, the first impression Roselle got from this place that it was awfully silent. It was so still that the sounds of her gown brushing against the beautifully polished wooden floor and her quiet steps seemed to vibrate extra loud in her ears. Thus, walking through this place made her feel a little uneasy. However, as beggars cannot be choosers, she decided to go ahead and stroll through the place.As she slowly walked, her eyes were not idle. Looking around, Roselle's observant gaze fell on the large sturdy table that was placed in the middle and the first thing that came to her mind was Romeo. His face, his eyes, his voice and his kisses. He had kissed her so hard as she sat on top of that very table.The memory was so vivid in her mind that she started to feel hot. She wanted him t
Shock etched on Roselle's face as she stared at the secret passage. Her mouth was literally hanging open. It was mind blowing to even think that Werewolf would also have the need to make secret passages. She never thought she could find something like this in a boring place like the library. It took her quite a while to calm her excitement get her bearings before she could gather up enough courage to slowly and carefully approached the dark eerie door."Where does this passage lead to?" she asked, whispering to herself. Her heartbeat for some reason was pounding loudly in her ears and she could tell it definitely was not because she was thrilled about going for an unexpected adventure into this secret passage which might be offering her. It was pure nervousness and a healthy dose of fear. And she did not exactly know why. Was she scared?As Roselle silently peeked inside, the pitch-black darkness that welcomed her sent shivers down her spine. She knew secret passages like this would m
Her lips parted at the sight that laid before her. A dungeon? What on earth?The place was surprisingly very large that her lamp was not enough to light up the ceiling or the far end of whatever this place was.And then, she suddenly stiffened. She had the prickling feeling that something or someone else was down here together with her. There was a living, breathing presence in this place. Something, no, someone was here.Roselle was frozen still. She could sense something dark. A shadowy coiled energy pulsating with quiet and deadly power was making her shiver violently.She knew she should run before it was too late. But why did she suddenly pictured Romeo's face in her mind? This quiet and dark power… why did it feel so familiar? That's right, she once felt something close to this same sensation towards Romeo before. What she was feeling right now was far more intense, but it still strongly reminded her of Romeo. Why was that so? This was getting so strange.Suddenly, Roselle remem
"Romeo!!!" Roselle screamed. She did not know how she managed to even force out a reaction to make any sounds at that very moment. Fear had seemed to paralyze her body and mind and yet the name that came out of her lips before she even realized it, her instinctual response in calling out for help in times of danger, was still his. She remembered belatedly that it was the same response she gave too when the beast attacked her in that Little Forest back at his castle. Whenever she thought that she was in grave peril or felt as if the situation was one that she was going to die, it was Romeo's name that her lips would call out.Still hearing the echo of his name reverberating around her, Roselle realized that she had fallen backwards and collapsed onto the ground.She realized that nothing had touched her yet but the extreme force of what seemed to be an aura of bloodlust and deadly power had forced her to fall over on her own.Gasping to steady her uneven breathing, Roselle lifted her
Roselle was so curious within the protective confines of her thick and furry coat, because it had already been a while since they have left and yet Romeo was still running and leaping. She could tell they had already left Dacria and by now she was certain they were already quite far from the city.Anticipation bloomed in her chest, maybe because this was the first time in a long while she was going out of the secluded city. And he also said he was going to bring her somewhere magical.A long while later, Romeo finally halted but he did not immediately put her down on the ground. He had kept her tucked securely in his arms as he walked."Where are we?" Romeo asked, it was dark, but she could tell that they were in a thick forest."We're now at the border of the Northern empire and Crescent Land."Roselle's eyes immediately widened with shock and alarm. From what she had heard, the Crescent Land, also known as the forbidden land was the most dangerous place in the entire Lirea. It was a
The both of them were silent for a moment as they looked at the necklace. After a couple of seconds, both Romeo and Roselle looked up and their eyes met with similar questions reflected in each other's gaze. What was the meaning of this? Why did this black gem suddenly resonate with Roselle as soon as it touched her skin?Romeo had his brows creased at the strange occurrence. Wealthy Werewolves and even few humans had worn this same gem and they remained black. Never had this event ever occurred before in the long history of the Werewolf. The only known change of color of the gem was only when if it was reflected against the moonlight. Romeo had never known anyone else who could make the gem change its colour into something else aside from black and silver before. If something like this happened before, everyone would definitely know, and most especially him."Oh my god!" Roselle finally exclaimed, wide-eyed, as her gaze darted back and forth between her necklace and Romeo. "This is s
"Does that piece strike your fancy, my love?" Romeo whispered in her ear when he saw her eyeing that peculiar and strange necklace with a black stone set in it. They were currently in a small but tasteful jewellery shop that was along the road where they were strolling by. Romeo noticed that Roselle had been eyeing something in one specific display rack so he guessed it must have been this particular piece which had caught her eye."I never saw one like this before. I used to see diamonds and colourful jewelleries but this one… the stone is so black. What do you call this gem?" Roselle's voice was contemplative, musing about the stone that was set in this necklace. Back in her homeland and as the daughter of the guardian, what kind of jewelleries has she not seen? And which type of gemstones have not graced the storage boxes of their family's home? However, even with the varieties she had seen, this was one that was unique and in a class all on its own."That's from the forbidden land
At one point, a young boy suddenly approached them. He looked up at her and held out a hand that had a flower towards Roselle.Roselle was shocked as she looked at Romeo. Within her eyes, he saw how emotional she was. When Romeo nodded at her, Roselle knelt in front of the boy with a smile as she accepted the flower that was so beautiful it looked very magical. It was glowing under the moonlight."Is this for me?" Roselle gently asked, awed and feeling emotional. She never expected that a boy would actually approach her and even giving her flowers!"Yes, Princess." The boy nodded vigorously as he smiled back, and Roselle could not stop herself from reaching out to the boy."May I hug you?" Roselle asked. This was the very first time a Werewolf approached her without any wariness. And the boy was so adorable and sweet.The boy blinked and then he gazed up at Romeo. When Romeo nodded at him, the boy's smile widened as he jumped into Roselle's embrace as he let Roselle hug him."Thank yo
They met Romeo's men by the gate and everyone was hiding their smirks as they confronted Romeo secretly through their eye communication. Though Roselle did not know what they were conversing about, she knew enough that there was some kind of banter going on between the men. However, she happily ignored it for the more fun option of looking forward to their sight seeing adventure into the bright sparkly town."Did you have a good day Your Highness?" they asked mischievously, "I hope you didn't let our efforts go to waste.""Go tell the duke and duchess to return to the castle." Romeo ordered, ignoring his men's words."Oh, and why? We're willing to empty the castle for as long as you want. I mean, until the princess is with the heir."Romeo's expression darkened. As much as he wanted to solo his wife without any interruption, he must always keep in mind his limitations. No matter how great Roselle responds to him, he knew better that his strength was just too much for her to handle if
Romeo's main aim in quickly bringing her to the garden with the excuse for a walk was to avoid jumping on her like this but here they were, kissing in an open place and he did not know if he could still stop if no one comes to disturb them now. In fact, the reason he thought the garden was safer was because he knew someone would definitely pass by and he was banking on that to wake him up from his desires.But to his surprise, no one came. He could not even feel anyone's presence at all. Gods, could it be that they emptied the garden too? No, wait….could it be that they had even emptied out the whole castle?!Romeo growled low, burying the sounds in Roselle's mouth. His hands had already freed Roselle's breast and was already sucking on them as Roselle clutched onto his hair. It had just happened too fast, and he was behaving like a beast in heat. He felt as though he did not even have the moment to battle against himself. Maybe because Roselle was so welcoming as if she wanted this t
"Huh?" Roselle creased her brows, "who's seducing who again? I just said I'm not worried." Roselle retorted."And why are you not worried, huh? My love?" he raised a perfectly arched brow at her, "are you perhaps thinking that I'm kidding you when I said I will make love with you in every corner of this castle?"Roselle's heartbeat raced at his words and she felt her face become hotter as she began to actually imagined him doing that, making love to her outside their bedroom. "Y-you said… you'll behave," she said as she forced herself to put her attention to the food on her plate instead of the embarrassing things she just thought about. It mortified her that her mind seemed becoming naughtier now."Sometimes…" Romeo continued her words and Roselle was forced to lift her eyes and looked at him. Their eyes met and Roselle thought that he would rise from his seat and pounce on her. But he groaned low and threw his head back. "Good lord…" he uttered as he took a deep breath and grabbed t
Leaning against Romeo's shoulders, Roselle was trying to suppress her little hiccupping spell as well as trying her best to stop her tears, knowing that Romeo would be concerned as well if she cried too long. His gentle caresses soothed her and soon enough, under his gentle coaxing and ministrations, she was able to control her emotions and calm her outward expressions of distress. He was right, he is here with her now, safe, and stronger than that younger boy that he was in the past. She reminded herself that this was the most important thing to her for now.Roselle just continued to hang onto Romeo, quietly hugging him, her arms wrapped tightly around his midsection and hands fisted into his clothes, breathing in deeply and taking in his masculine scent that she loved and feeling this incredible emotion of wanting to be always by his side, if possible, from now on, no matter what happens. She would never let him face and fight his battles – emotional or physical – all alone ever aga
"I was born and grew up under the earth Roselle…" he started, and Roselle did her best to keep still at what she heard. Though she could not help but tilt her head to one side as she tried to understand what he meant by that statement. She already knew he had grown up in the dungeon from what his men had told her. But for the fact that he was born there too, was what made her heart clench and ache. "I don't know what exactly happened. Why I was even there in the first place. Something seemed to have happened and I had lost my memories. I just opened my eyes and I found myself running for my life, fighting against all sorts of beasts on my own. There was no one else around me, no one to help me. If I had not found a way to kill and survive, I would have died there at the mercy of those beasts without anyone else knowing. I didn't even know the reason for why I was running away or to where I was supposed to go. I just fought and fought endlessly for days and nights. I believed it was th