Diana was walking along the hallway when she saw the crown prince; Klaus.She was thinking if she'll ask him to grant her permission to go see her father. Diana really wanted to tell her father about the killer and the clues she found.Diana stood in front of Klaus, the crown prince, and nervously shifted her weight from one foot to the other. She had been wanting to ask him something for a while now, but she was afraid of his reaction. Taking a deep breath, she finally spoke up."Your Majesty," she said timidly. "I was wondering if I could go visit my father."Klaus looked at her skeptically. "Your father? Why would you want to do that?" he asked.Diana bit her lip and looked down at the ground before looking back up at him with puppy eyes. "I miss him," she said softly. "I haven't seen him for a while, how he's faring and I just want to see how he's doing."Klaus sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He knew that Diana was really close with her father and he didn't want to deny he
The costume party was being postponed because of the journey Diana and Damon had to embark on.Before Diana left her father's house, she warned him to always stay indoors and she even appointed a personal servant for him. AwwDiana also told him that his position as a duke would be taken care of by someone until they found the killer.Diana felt bad that the costume party was being postponed because of her. Her maids helped her pack a few clothes since she'll be embarking on the journey with the devilish prince charming today.The king said not to waste much time as he wanted them to get married before he joined his ancestors.Most of the females in the Kingdom that were just in their eighteens were already married to the suitors their father chose.The king only gave Diana some time because he knew Damon wasn't husband-worthy.After they had breakfast together, a carriage was already waiting outside the palace for the both of them. Klaus wasn't happy about their short departure.D
"You can't and even father can't take the throne away from me. Even if I have to make that old man die so I can be king right away, I am willing to do it!Raymond gasped at the words that came out of Klaus's mouth. Does he have a conscience at all? He wants to kill his father so he can take the throne as soon as possible. PopKlaus was too angry to realize what he had just blurted out. He walked away to his chambers angrily, leaving the stunned Raymond to stand there all alone."What did he just say?" Raymond placed his hands on his waist as his jaws dropped in disbelief.He found some servants lurking around the corner. "Get back to your duties, you scumbags!" Raymond yelled and walked away.It was rare to see the second prince get angry or even yell at them so they had to respect their selves and they went back to their duty post.The crown prince wants to convect the throne. He is even willing to kill his father so that he can get the throne faster and with ease.The conversation b
Damon and Diana arrived at the edge of the forest where the journey the king had set up for them was supposed to begin. Damon could sense that Diana was scared of him, but he didn't really understand why. He tried to make small talk with her but she replied in short, monosyllabic sentences."I've never been on a journey like this before," said Damon, trying to break the ice."Oh, really?" replied Diana, without much interest.Damon looked at her and wondered why she was so guarded around him. Was it because she didn't trust him? Or was it something else? He decided to try and get her to open up to him."So, what brings you to this journey?" he asked.Diana hesitated for a while before replying. "The king asked me to come.""The king? Why did he ask you to come specifically?"Diana looked at him with a hint of fear in her eyes. "I don't know."Damon fell silent, not wanting to push her further. They continued to walk down the path, the trees growing denser on either side of them. Sud
Prince Klaus rode on his horse towards the main crowded market, the sun beating down on his skin. He had heard of a man called Charles, a fisherman who had supplied the fish for their royal feast. Klaus had heard rumors that Charles had connections throughout the kingdom and might just be the ally that Klaus had been searching for.As he rode through the busy marketplace, Klaus spotted Charles selling fish to the crowded customers. Klaus couldn't believe his luck, he had just stumbled upon the man he had been looking for.Klaus approached Charles slowly, making sure not to startle him. Charles, however, had already recognized Klaus and his intentions."What do you want with me, your royal highness?" asked Charles, eyeing Klaus with suspicion."I need your help. I'm on a mission to ascend the throne, and I want you to be my ally," replied Klaus earnestly, looking Charles straight in the eye.Charles paused for a moment, contemplating. "And why should I help you?"Klaus, not one to shy
Charles trudged his way back home, with grocery bags in his hands. The sun had set a while ago, casting the city into darkness. It was a quiet night, with the occasional sounds of passing cars and honking. As he walked, his thoughts drifted to the prince's offer. The crown prince wanted him by his side as an ally. Charles wondered about the benefits this alliance would bring and how it would further his goals. But he could not shake his apprehension about the prince's ulterior motives.Finally, he arrived home to find Elena serving dinner on the dining table. Charles couldn't help but feel exhausted as he sat down. Elena seemed to notice his fatigue and asked him about his day, and what he bought from the market. He told her in detail about his encounter with the prince, about his offer of an alliance, and how it could benefit them. Elena listened eagerly, her eyes shining with greed."That could help us a lot," Elena said with a sly look, and Charles realized that she was not con
Prince Raymond sat at the head of the table, his father, the old king, to his right. The large, ornate courtroom was filled with advisors and important figures from around the kingdom. The topic at hand was the recent attacks by a werewolf that had been terrorizing the kingdom, targeting young women and brutally murdering them."I propose that we increase the number of guards in the affected areas, Your Highness," said one of the advisors, a grizzled old man with a thick beard. "We need to ensure the safety of our citizens.""Agreed," said Raymond, nodding his head. "We will also offer a reward for any information leading to the capture of the werewolf. We need to bring an end to this before any more innocent lives are lost."The others around the table murmured their agreement, but Raymond couldn't help but notice that his younger brother, the Crown Prince Klaus, remained silent throughout the meeting. It was unusual for Klaus to not speak up during these types of discussions, and
Damon and Diana rode in silence as they approached the castle. The journey had been long and exhausting, and Diana was feeling uneasy. She had heard rumors about the blind prince Damon, and his reputation for being cold and unapproachable made her nervous.As they arrived at the castle, the knights who had escorted them – Sir Richard and Sir Galahad – bid them farewell and rode off into the distance.Damon and Diana dismounted their horses and made their way into the castle. It was dark and drafty, and Diana shivered as they walked down the long, winding corridors.Finally, they came to a stop in front of a large wooden door. Damon pushed it open, and a musty smell wafted out."This will be our bedroom," he said, gesturing inside.Diana peered in, her eyes widening in shock. "This is...our bedroom?" she asked incredulously.The room was sparse and unfurnished, with just a single bed in the center. The walls were bare, and the windows were covered in thick curtains that blocked out al
As Diana settled into the carriage, she couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment. She had been enjoying their time at the castle and didn't want it to end so soon. She turned to Damon, who was sitting next to her, and asked, "Why didn't you tell me we were leaving today?"Damon remained silent, which only added to Diana's frustration. She turned her attention to Sir Galahad and Sir Richard, who were sitting across from them. "How long will the journey take?" she asked.Sir Richard cleared his throat before replying, "It should take us about two days to reach the palace, my lady."Diana let out a sigh and leaned back against her seat. She gazed out the window at the passing countryside, which was filled with lush green fields and tall trees. "It's a shame we have to leave this beautiful place," she said wistfully.Sir Galahad nodded in agreement. "Indeed, it is. But duty calls, and we must answer."As they continued their journey, the environment around them changed. The lush g
Under the light of the full moon, a group of werewolves gathered in the forest. They were all pale-skinned, their eyes glowing in the darkness as they waited for their leader, Chaos, to arrive.As Chaos emerged from the shadows, the werewolves fell silent. He was a towering figure, with jet-black fur and piercing yellow eyes. He looked around at his followers, his expression cold and unreadable."Chaos, we were curious about the woman in the prophecy," one of the werewolves spoke up. "The celestial spirit told us that you need to be redeemed. Is it true that you have feelings for her?"Chaos snarled, his teeth bared. "That is none of your concern. The prophecy is just a means to an end. Our goal is to take revenge against the humans and gain dominion over the world."The werewolves murmured in agreement, but one of them spoke up. "But Chaos, if you are redeemed, won't that mean that we won't be able to achieve our goal? We need you to be coldhearted and ruthless."Chaos glared at the
Diana had been enjoying her stay at the lonely castle for the past few days. She had been exploring every nook and cranny of the castle, admiring the beautiful paintings and sculptures that adorned the walls and floors. She had also been spending a lot of time in the gardens, which were filled with colorful flowers and exotic plants.However, she had noticed that Damon had not been enjoying his stay as much as she had. Whenever Diana tried to make conversation with him, he would ignore her or give her short, monosyllabic answers.One day, after several failed attempts to engage Damon in a conversation, Diana finally managed to get him to talk to her. "So, Damon, what do you think of the costume party that's happening next week?" she asked, trying to sound casual.Damon sighed and looked up from his book. "I don't really care about the party, Diana," he replied, his voice flat.Diana was taken aback by his response. "But it's going to be so much fun! I've already made a costume for the
Damon felt the warmth of Diana's arms around him as he slowly opened his eyes. The room was dark, with only the soft glow of the moonlight filtering in through the curtains. As he gently slid out of bed, he could feel Diana's body stirring slightly, but he knew he had to leave.He carefully lifted Diana, cradling her in his arms, and carried her to her own bed. He gently laid her down, tucking her in and placing a soft kiss on her forehead before turning to leave.As he made his way to the window, he could feel the restlessness building within him. He had never slept before, his blindness making it impossible for him to fully rest. Instead, he had other duties to attend to at midnight.With a deep breath, Damon raised the window and leaped out into the cool night air. As soon as his feet hit the ground, his body began to shift and contort. Bones cracked and muscles stretched as he transformed into a magnificent wolf.The transformation was always exhilarating, and Damon relished the f
Prince Damon lay in his bed, the darkness of the room enveloping him. He heard footsteps approaching and a soft rustling as Diana, his new companion, settled into her own bed on the other side of the room."Goodnight, Prince Damon," Diana said softly."Goodnight, Diana," Damon replied, his voice cool and distant.There was a moment of silence before Diana spoke again. "I know this is an unusual arrangement, but I hope we can both make the best of it."Damon sighed. "Yes, it is certainly unusual. But I suppose we must make the best of it, as you say."Diana shifted in her bed. "Is there anything I can do to make you more comfortable, Your Highness?"Damon frowned. "I am blind, Diana. I do not require comfort."Diana's voice was gentle. "I understand that, but I still want to make sure you are not feeling uneasy in any way."Damon was silent for a moment before he spoke again. "Very well, if it will make you feel better, you may light a candle."Diana lit a candle on the nightstand betw
Damon and Diana rode in silence as they approached the castle. The journey had been long and exhausting, and Diana was feeling uneasy. She had heard rumors about the blind prince Damon, and his reputation for being cold and unapproachable made her nervous.As they arrived at the castle, the knights who had escorted them – Sir Richard and Sir Galahad – bid them farewell and rode off into the distance.Damon and Diana dismounted their horses and made their way into the castle. It was dark and drafty, and Diana shivered as they walked down the long, winding corridors.Finally, they came to a stop in front of a large wooden door. Damon pushed it open, and a musty smell wafted out."This will be our bedroom," he said, gesturing inside.Diana peered in, her eyes widening in shock. "This is...our bedroom?" she asked incredulously.The room was sparse and unfurnished, with just a single bed in the center. The walls were bare, and the windows were covered in thick curtains that blocked out al
Prince Raymond sat at the head of the table, his father, the old king, to his right. The large, ornate courtroom was filled with advisors and important figures from around the kingdom. The topic at hand was the recent attacks by a werewolf that had been terrorizing the kingdom, targeting young women and brutally murdering them."I propose that we increase the number of guards in the affected areas, Your Highness," said one of the advisors, a grizzled old man with a thick beard. "We need to ensure the safety of our citizens.""Agreed," said Raymond, nodding his head. "We will also offer a reward for any information leading to the capture of the werewolf. We need to bring an end to this before any more innocent lives are lost."The others around the table murmured their agreement, but Raymond couldn't help but notice that his younger brother, the Crown Prince Klaus, remained silent throughout the meeting. It was unusual for Klaus to not speak up during these types of discussions, and
Charles trudged his way back home, with grocery bags in his hands. The sun had set a while ago, casting the city into darkness. It was a quiet night, with the occasional sounds of passing cars and honking. As he walked, his thoughts drifted to the prince's offer. The crown prince wanted him by his side as an ally. Charles wondered about the benefits this alliance would bring and how it would further his goals. But he could not shake his apprehension about the prince's ulterior motives.Finally, he arrived home to find Elena serving dinner on the dining table. Charles couldn't help but feel exhausted as he sat down. Elena seemed to notice his fatigue and asked him about his day, and what he bought from the market. He told her in detail about his encounter with the prince, about his offer of an alliance, and how it could benefit them. Elena listened eagerly, her eyes shining with greed."That could help us a lot," Elena said with a sly look, and Charles realized that she was not con
Prince Klaus rode on his horse towards the main crowded market, the sun beating down on his skin. He had heard of a man called Charles, a fisherman who had supplied the fish for their royal feast. Klaus had heard rumors that Charles had connections throughout the kingdom and might just be the ally that Klaus had been searching for.As he rode through the busy marketplace, Klaus spotted Charles selling fish to the crowded customers. Klaus couldn't believe his luck, he had just stumbled upon the man he had been looking for.Klaus approached Charles slowly, making sure not to startle him. Charles, however, had already recognized Klaus and his intentions."What do you want with me, your royal highness?" asked Charles, eyeing Klaus with suspicion."I need your help. I'm on a mission to ascend the throne, and I want you to be my ally," replied Klaus earnestly, looking Charles straight in the eye.Charles paused for a moment, contemplating. "And why should I help you?"Klaus, not one to shy