Veronica’s POV“What is happening here?” Sebastian repeated when no one answered for a long time. It was obvious that he didn't like that, his aura was domineering, everyone flinched under his gaze.He turned to me for a reply, “Veronica?”I was cornered.I knew it would be bad for me to be the one to respond because of how the situation looks like. But Driselle continued her little sorry act.Even if I try to act like I care about Driselle now, it would seem that I was only doing it since Sebastian was here. Ignoring her would mean I was secretly mistreating her and was keeping it from Sebastian but it was the easier choice right now.Going in blind, I’m not sure if she has other aces up her sleeves if I prolong our current encounter. I have to step back first and think about this thoroughly.I gritted my teeth.I guess she won this round.With a neutral dismissive expression, I told Sebastian, “Nothing.”His stare lingered for a second. His reaction is very important too. If he rea
Veronica's POVIn a game of chess, you always have to stay ahead.To predict her every move, I had to get into the mind of my opponent. This wasn't my first rodeo with a person like her so I could read her like a book.It's tricky to pull off though.In a shocking plot twist, however, I had the most unexpected ally to aid me in my plans.“I must say, I like the version of you that's full of grudges,” I smirked at Eamon and gave him a teasing glance. I used to feel awkward and formal with him before, especially when he's so distant but since our conversation the other day, I discovered how much he loves to talk shit about other people.This man, while silent, has a really sharp tongue.Really becoming clear how he managed to become Sebastian's friend. These two definitely agree on a lot of things.“I don't have a grudge against her,” he replied in a monotonous voice that would almost not give away the lengths in which he can run his mouth.“Oh, drop it,” I rolled my eyes at him, arms
Veronica's POVThere are only three things I needed to know about Driselle for my plan.One. She is not a sane person. No same woman would make up an entire story and personality her whole life just to gain people's approval. That girl is unstable mentally, might be worse than Ruby.Two. She is obsessed with Sebastian and the throne that comes with marrying him. Based on our limited interactions, she has deluded herself to think she has a chance with him and is determined to turn that into reality.Three. Given the two aforementioned reasons, she wouldn't have left Helios if she didn't face a setback or had a problem so incriminating that she has to distance herself for years.I am certain of these things.Driselle thinks she can predict me but she chose the wrong opponent when it comes to dissecting people. It's what I do, it's my thing.She will never see what's about to come her way. It put a smile on my face.There's also one final detail crucial to this— no one is truly loved by
Veronica's POVHuman nature craves for vindication.It is a hunger that sits on the pit of the stomach, begging to be unleashed. An ugly thing that is tangible through despair.So it wasn't surprising that it was all it took for Nyssael to pick herself up and join hands with us.“Wh-what is she… why is she here?!” Driselle exclaimed in panic, standing in her seat with a scandalized expression.I smiled at her reaction. It's exactly what I wanted out of her.I am in our chambers, watching the dinner through a crystal ball. Isolde, Analynn, and Eamon were watching with me.It's like witnessing a circus curated specifically for my entertainment.Sebastian turned to her with a nonchalant face, feigning ignorance, “Ah, the Sun Council decided to let her go.”“What?” Her voice was loud, echoing inside the dinner hall. Suddenly, her sweet soft girl image is forgotten in the wind. There's only trepidation in her mind as she blurted out, “But she's a criminal!”Nyssael chuckled at Driselle’s b
Veronica's POVThe public deliberation of the reopened case starts today.It's not only the Sun Council that we have to convince, we also need the entire Helios pack to believe us.After all, without the people's favor, even if I manage to throw her in jail, I'd never truly win.In the back of my mind, I have considered that perhaps I was taking things exaggeratedly. Sure, she was rude the first time we met and I know how she schemed to make me look evil for the rest of the kingdom but aside that, there wasn't any life-threatening matter she did to me. I barely even know her.I could argue that it isn't my fault she had some dirt in her that I dig up and it could bring justice to someone else who she wronged but I'm not that much of a hypocrite to pretend I didn't do this for my personal intentions.Some sick and twisted part of me is glad to have this squabble between us like it's just merely a game to me. If it was the Veronica of the past, she wouldn't even act on it and always ch
Veronica's POVI have officially lost my mind.It was a spur of the moment reaction as I took a swan dive off the balcony. My mind was just filled with adrenaline and it's all I could think about at that second.Maybe it was the anger, the frustration, and just wanting to quickly get this over with.Also, I hated that Analynn was involved in this petty squabble for the throne or for a man. I don't want anything to happen towards the people I care about.My schemes and moves are all mine. If I get karma for it, I will take it on my own without letting anyone take a hit for me.On the other hand, while crazy and dangerous, I knew how this would spiral to my favor. It'll be bad but not really life-threatening.“Oh my god!” I heard a voice yell in horror. It was so loud that my head was ringing. Ah, that could also be because I hit the ground.The person, whoever that poor witness is, shrieked so loud once they recognized me, “Luna Veronica?!”My head was spinning. My vision is blurry. I w
Veronica’s POVI was in a deep slumber.It felt like I was drowning. I wasn't really conscious but I have awareness. I saw things in a third person perspective and that's when I knew my little trips during my dreams were happening again.The vision started with a strawberry-blonde girl, probably around my age more or less, running as fast as she could.I looked around and realized that the place is radiating from olden times. Too ancient for my memory and knowledge. I couldn't see her face but I felt her emotions. I felt despair and fear as she ran.There was a connection between us and it's sitting in my gut. Who is she? Who is she running from? I was as lost as she seems to be.Then, a familiar balcony appeared.That balcony.Is this why I am having this vision?As if to prove my words right, it continued.“Don't you dare jump!” A voice yelled, the person who was running after the stranger.She snapped her head towards its direction. However, before I could see her, I felt a strong
Sebastian's POV“Why is it not breathing anymore, Luciana?” a far distant memory of a young version of me asked in plain confusion towards my big sister.“It’s dead, Sebastian,” she answered me, a hand on my shoulder as she stood behind me.My eyes bored into the dead body of my rabbit. The little creature lasted for several months.Every morning, I visit and poke at it for a couple of minutes as part of my daily activity.That day, when I did my usual play with the animal, it didn't move. It didn't respond. I thought it was one of those moments where it just randomly lies lifelessly in the cage so I wasn't bothered.However this time, it has been hours and it still didn't respond. I dragged Luciana to my room to check on it.“But why?” I questioned, frustration present in my whine, “I took care of it,” I gritted my teeth. Sadness for my loss shapeshifting into anger, the emotion I know best, “I gave it everything it needed,” I insisted.Luciana sighed, “Well, it needs more than your