ADALINEEyes of all kind stuck to me, I remain sat reading a pamphlet of a newspaper. My eyes easily bounced back and forth from the lingering eyes and to my paper. I didn't really want to be in the open since I'm much of a sub topic in the empire. I was meeting Camila out in the open since her father doesn't want her close to me. I predicted she would be late and wondered how she would lose her guards. Unlike me, I had twenty of them disguised in the open, that's why I was bold enough to be here.My eyes darted to a noble lady, she immediately tore her gaze away from me and turns to her friends."It's really true." I hear indistinct chatter bouncing back and forth as a few noble ladies walked past me. Ever since the empress died a rumor spread that Nyla has been dying her hair purple with magic and that I originally bore the trademark of Peralez. I propose it's more than a rumor since it's been published in the gossip column of every newspaper.It's odd really, when my hair was bru
ADALINE The pressure that built up had disappeared. And immediately my mouth went bitter. I could not make Camila my lady in waiting, her father refused but here my father is, taking advantage of the situation."Aren't there talks that she would be married to some Marquis in Cerso?" I asked my father who avoided my very gaze. "Change of plans." Father pauses picking up a half empty cup of sake as he proceeds to chug it down. "The Marquis is asking for the most unreasonable things even though we've come to a conclusion. It's better to have her serve you as a hand maiden. I rather focus on Lord Thompson's demands tham the Marquis." Father stated. It made sense really, father has dragged the royal name to the mud and everyone respects Lord Thompson. Marrying off Melanie to him would build the trust of the people back to the royal family and unfortunately my father will just be a mere puppet in the Duke's palm."I will grant your request father, that's if you can convince Lord Thompso
GRANTFunerals were not a new thing to me. I see to have outlived every single person in the Hazem bloodline. Sometimes I attended the funerals of the brides that were bethroted to me and for a while I grew accustomed to the gross stare of the relatives of the brides. Even when their relatives are to blame for putting them in such a position. At some point everyone wanted a consolation prize, they even started sending child brides.There was a reason why I was adamant to leave Peralez the night of the empress funeral. The people of Cerso gave me a bride and she died apparently like the rest. Just like the witches they despise my guts and hate me for killing their bride but if they weren't greedy. Maybe they would have thought twice about the gravity of losing their daughter.Florynn Cerso the duchess of Cerso, as well as the sister of the Empress, Amira.She partially runs a newspaper firm in Cerso and after the death of their elder sister, she has dragged my name deeper than filth. I
GRANT"The baby is dead," Camila sniffled, trying to hold back her tears. She merely hovered her palm over Adaline's stomach and broke the news, her voice trembling with sorrow."But I can feel it kicking," Adaline insisted, her voice tinged with desperate denial. I could see it in her eyes—she wasn't in her right mind. The amount of blood that had spilled couldn't possibly equate to the baby surviving the stabbing."I can feel it kicking, I know I am," Adaline's voice cracked as she clung to Camila's wrist. "If my child is kicking, that means he's alive." Her pleading eyes begged Camila to believe her."We need to remove the child as soon as possible," Camila said, waving her hand over Adaline. At first, Adaline panicked, her breaths coming in short, frantic gasps, but then she succumbed to slumber. Camila rose, turning her attention to the maids."We will assist her highness during the trip. For now, let's have her rest." The maids nodded, gently lifting Adaline and carrying her bac
NYLAIt was just mere rumors. But as soon as Adaline left the room it was known they didn't have sex. She didn't have to tell anyone. By now everyone was expecting Alpha Grant's beast to take over and ruin the empress, a bunch of maids stood by the door with a doctor early in the morning to care for Adaline. I was addressed to her as well but when she came out unscathed it solidified what my father had told me. Alpha Grant's curse was broken.Why everyone were racking their brains on how she came out without bruises, I quickly thought of my plan to lay down with the Alpha. I didn't really do much to rid of Alpha Grant's child, the damn knight already did the job so my main mission is having the Alpha bed me."But how? Not a single bruise?" My attention was piqued by the chatter flowing freely among the maid's network. Curious, I drifted towards the group and effortlessly inserted myself in their conversation."What do you think, Lady Nyla?" All eyes shifted to me, their gazes like dag
NYLAMy heart skipped a beat as I locked eyes with Alpha Grant, he was the last person I wanted to encounter. My mind raced as I struggled to find my voice, my eyes fixed on the boy still holding the jar, his gaze darting between us like a ping-pong ball. "Camila sent me on an errand," I stammered, trying to sound convincing, but my voice trembled like a leaf. Alpha Grant's piercing gaze bore into me, his expression unreadable, his silence deafening. I swallowed hard, my mouth dry, as he finally broke the silence. "Get me rat poison," he instructed the boy, his voice low and even, sending a shiver down my spine. The boy scurried off, leaving us alone, the tension between us palpable. "Rat poison?" I echoed, my brows furrowed in confusion, my mind racing with questions. "Rats were found in Adaline's room," he explained curtly, his eyes never leaving mine. "Can you give it to Camila on your way back?" My mind reeled, stunned by the revelation. I thought they were at odds, not exchan
ADALINEI don't know which was more irritating: my back or my fingers. The constant ache in my fingers was sickening whenever I held the pen, and the arching pain in my back was relentless. I got up from my seat, straightening my posture, and walked over to Camila, extending my hand as she began to massage it."Well done, my Luna," she congratulated me, kneading my fingers with skilled hands. The relief was immediate, but the respite was short-lived as the tenth messenger walked in. I returned to my desk, picking up a spread of letters to hand to him."How are the other messengers?" I asked, noticing his face reddening. He avoided my gaze, staring intently at the floor."They are receiving treatment, my lady. I didn't know you cared for commoners like us," the boy smiled, his shyness endearing."You are human, aren't you? Of course I care," I replied with a chuckle, watching his expression soften."I shall be on my way, my Luna," he said with admiration, bowing before heading to the d
ADALINEIf not that my dress was suddenly missing, I wouldn't have been late to the party. To top it all off, there just had to be a fight to break out.My eyes turn to the commoner who was shivering in fear. I approached her, retrieving the glass from her and passing it over to a maid who exit the scene."What's your name my dear?" I asked the girl. Her cheeks were wet in her own tears. She looked shocked that I am probably taking my time to converse with her instead of punishing her."It's Ella, my Luna." The girl said, I patted down her shoulders in the hopes she would have calmed down."So Ella, is it true you tossed wine at Lady Vivian." I mustered in the most calmest voice I could. Ella nodded, slowly returning from her shocked state."I didn't mean to do it your highness, she said some rude things about you and I wanted to get her to stop but I didn't realize when I tipped my glass at her." She said looking sorrowful."She's lying, my lady. She was the one saying foul things ab
CAMILAMy eyes opened slowly until it was wide. My eyes searched the white familiar ceiling of my bedroom. I toss and turn into the warmth feeling of my bed until I realized she immediately got up.My head turns and my body checks my garment tossing away the blanket.Instantly I remember everything but where is Theodore and Adaline?I got up from my bed, a gut feeling already forming in my stomach, and it wasn't exactly like butterflies it was heavy.How long had I slept and what exactly happened to Adaline and Theodore.Everything pointed back at one person and that is my father.Either way I needed to find the two of them quick and teleport back to Hazem.I quickly changed into my new pair of clothes packing in a small bag and head out of my room.Swiping the door open, two maids stood before me with a heap of clothes in their grasps."Lady Camila, you're awake." They both dropped the white linen, and my hand quickly found it's way to their mouths.I widened my eyes with the very in
NYLAMy legs crossed after each other with a wide smile.Right in the middle, where Alpha Grant's bed resided I sat on the soft cushion with a wide smirk resting on my lips.I was buck naked, my hands behind my back as I count in seconds for Alpha Grant to return to his room. My clothes were abandoned to a corner of the room and the moon shone bestow me, endowing I and the room in it's light.For once, my blonde hair seems be of make good use as they glistened under the moonlight, emanating the folktales of an actual goddess.With purple hair or not, I was emanating that glory and I could not help feeling myself.I yawned, I don't know how long it's been since I made the bedsheets. Took of my clothes as the thought finally sparked to me in boredom.A man was a man, as long as you appeared naked before them they would humbly tuck in their tails at the sight of you.It also encouraged me to take off my clothes, convincing me my plan will work better with Alpha Grant if I appeared nude.
NYLAThis was my time to strike, Adaline and her band of mischief are supposedly missing and the last place they were seen was at Julian's Blackwood. Mr Blackwood claimed that Adaline didn't visit him and so rumor has spread in the kingdom that the empress has ran away.Camila and Theodore are wanted for kidnapping the empress and if not kidnap, soliciting a runaway.I was next in charge since Camila wasn't around. I was ordering everyone I could order back and forth like it's supposed to be, soon I would be ruling over everyone in this insufferable kingdom.I walked down the hallway with a wide smile on my lips as the maids all bow down. My eyes glimmer in excitement, catching a glimpse of Alpha Grant walking towards me. It's been four days, just four days and underneath his eyes seemed to have worsened.Behind him was lady Georgiana who trailed behind him. Ever since Theodore was gone she's been at the castle taking over some of Theodore's duties. I suspect she's doing more behind
ADALINEMy eyes stuck to the bowl that the maid had placed in front of me, normally i would immediatly chugg the food down my throat but i could not even find the energy to even eat. i felt all eyes stare at me. The eyes of the maids, the eyes of Lord and Lady Thompson as well as Theodore and Melanie who just arrived at the table not too long ago. Theodore gets up from his seat, apologising to everyone in the table and immediately reaches for my plate. My eyes darts towards to him as i understand his mission. His spoon carries a spoonful of my food as he slurps the warm porridge. My eyes focused on his throat as his adam's apple bobs back and forth on swallowing. His tongue swirls round his entire mouth as he passes the food back to me. I felt even emabarassed, a small chuckle escaped from Melanie's lips, all attention moved towards her as she takes a spoonful as well."The food was already tasted. Although i can relate to the empress's concern." Melanie chuckled, her eyes wide with
ADALINE"I want your blood." Daemon revealed. I was expecting an audience with Grant, for me to leave Grant or some petty nonsense of sort. I turn my attention to Camila hoping she would give me some insight but her shrug was a harsh slap to the face. Camila was a witch not some woman of foresight.A small foglike gasp escape my lips, coherently I shot daggers at Daemon as he smirked at me."I-I mean, what exactly do you plan to use my blood for?" I stuttered, trying to keep my voice steady as I spoke. Daemon, or Julian, or whatever his name was, burst into a fit of laughter, his eyes gleaming with amusement."Demons need blood to maintain the form they possess," he revealed, his voice dripping with a sly, otherworldly charm. "You don't think I'm actually stuck in this body, do you?" He chuckled, his shoulders shaking with mirth."You did the same with the knight who killed my child," I spat, my voice venomous with accusation. I was seething with anger, refusing to let him gloss over
ADALINE Camila's face grew with concern, her eyes sukken and her brows droopy. I may have mistaken the look on her face to that of someone who might be sleepy but it's been bothering me for a while. Camila would always defend Grant whenever I utter a single distaste about him. My concern didn't stem from their closeness it was inevitable, they must have bonded during my absence in slumber. But why did Camila suggest the ring? What is this talks about demons? I had only told her about my dreams relative to the mishap that had happen recently. It cannot just be merely a coincidence. "Camila." I clicked my tongue, swallowing my saliva. "Why is the Hazem ring so important?" My question threw her off, her eyes wondering the entire room but my face. Worry grew, her eyes widened and her nose seemed to scrunch upward a bit. Then her face relaxed but her eyes still simmered in concern. "Once you get the ring you will surely understand my Luna." Camila said, extending her hands as t
NYLAThe night had turned into a disaster, a far cry from the triumph I had in mind. I had dressed exactly like Adaline, down to the last detail, hoping to provoke a reaction from Grant. But he had barely even noticed me, his indifference a slap in the face. And to make matters worse, the noble ladies who had once fawned over me had switched allegiance to Adaline, openly mocking me with their snickers and whispers.I seethed with anger and humiliation as I made my way out of the auction, my eyes scanning the crowd for a target for my frustration. That's when I bumped into a tall, manly figure, his broad shoulders and chiseled frame making my heart skip a beat. For a moment, I forgot about my anger, my gaze locked onto the mystery man's masked face, wondering if he might be handsome underneath.But before I could even open my mouth to lash out, he walked past me like I didn't exist. The dismissal stung, and I felt my anger and hurt boil over. This was Adaline's fault, he must have seen
GRANT The Hazem ring was an heirloom gifted to my mother by my father. Most stories going about the ring claims you can use it to see Demons. That ring was just my mother's wedding band. So I don't understand how someone could spend that much on it for a bit."Didn't I give you the ring to rid off years ago?" I frowned at Georgiana as she scoffed. "Maybe I was holding on to it as a sign of our friendship, you ungrateful bastard." I will never hear the end of it now."And you think to finally poach it off now?" I asked shaking my head in disappointment."Maybe it's some sort of sign your highness. Even your wife seemed interested in the rumors of the ring." I looked over to where she was sat with Camila who I finally caught staring back at me as if she's been waiting for our eyes to meet."The ring." She mouths pointing at Adaline and turns the moment the message was delivered."Great, your baseless rumors seemed to have caught the interest of my wife." I groaned thinking of how I wou
ADALINE The entire room remained silent, I froze as if any step I took might have led to my impending doom.Nyla froze as well, her expression unreadable of what she would do next."Stay away from me." I warned her as the mummurs ensue. It didn't matter if everyone here spoke bad about me, if they see it fit for Nyla to joke about the loss about my child I didn't need their admirations. It felt as if every single thing I tried to do was set to fail in the first place, why was I willingly walking into a trap?"Lady Nyla, that's too harsh, don't you think?" Camila interjected, her voice laced with a mix of concern and warning. But I was beyond reasoning, my anger and hurt boiling over like a pot about to overflow.Before Camila could continue, I raised my hand, my eyes flashing with a fierce intensity. "Enough, Camila. I don't need your protection." My voice was low and even, but the rage burning within me was palpable.But Camila was just getting started. Her eyes blazed with a fierce