It was a very long day ahead, which is why it was the best for Celia to do what it takes for her to do so that she can finally heal the prince she loves. Even though there is a lot of consequences ahead, she knows that everything will be alright by then. Celia clutched the vial of potion tightly in her hand, its contents glowing with an ethereal light. The witch's words echoed in her ears, a stark reminder of the challenges that lay ahead. "Are you sure that you wanted this potion to be given towards that prince? I am telling you, and warning you right now, that it could be dangerous, but that's the case. I am asking you about it, so think wisely," the witch added. But Celia was no longer afraid. She had faced her own fears and emerged stronger, her resolve unyielding.Hera, too, had undergone a transformation. Her initial distrust of Celia had given way to a grudging respect, and she now saw the servant not as a threat but as a valuable ally. Together, they had overcome the wit
It was hard enough for Damon to get himself to understand what was happening, it was so sudden that he couldn't remember right at all. As the sun began its descent, casting long shadows across the castle walls, Damon felt a surge of energy coursing through his veins. The potion, the witch's magic, had begun its work, mending the broken threads of his existence. Damon was suffering because of it and he couldn't think about the time that he has to go through just because of it. His vision sharpened, the blurry haze dissipating, revealing the familiar surroundings of his chambers."What is happening right now? I don't understand at all, it seems like I am in a dream just lately." "It's alright Damon, it's alright, you are already back!" Celia shouted with a joyous look. "Celia," he whispered, his voice still raspy but was laced with newfound strength.Celia, who had been watching over him with a vigilant eye, turned her head towards him, her face illuminated by the soft glow of the
"Damon, from now on, our engagement is no longer effective. I believe, that you agree with this too, and now that you have Celia on your side, I know that she will take care of you," Hera said towards Damon. Damon looked seriously towards Hera, he smiled at her in such a way that he was thankful to her, for the things that she did just to help Celia. "It is nothing, now I know why you are deserving to be a queen someday. You are an empathy," Damon said. "Of course, I need to know others and their feelings as they are also important in some type of a way, that's all that matters to me." Hera stood in her room, her mind was in a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. She had just broken off her engagement to Damon, the prince she had been betrothed to since childhood. It was a decision she had not taken lightly, but one she knew was the right thing to do.She had come to realize that her love for Damon was not true love, but rather a product of duty and obligation. She had always kno
There was so much that's been going on into the life of the princess, and it was not easy for her to tackle the moments about how she was away with Davien, the alpha that she always loved. It's been so long since the last time that they have spoken, and right now, she wanted to talk to him and explain about all the conflict that happened, including the time when Davien heard that she's already engaged. Hera approached the entrance to Davien's palace, she was feeling nervous more than ever, it was not easy for her to recover the feelings that she recently feel, and she was happy to even see him. There is no words that could explain the happiness she felt. The moon's pale glow cast long shadows across the moonlit landscape, accentuating the rugged beauty of the werewolf alpha's domain.Hera's heart pounded with a mix of nervousness and excitement. She was about to share with Davien the momentous decision she had made – the cancellation of her engagement to Damon, the vampire prince.
As the first rays of dawn painted the sky with hues of pink and gold, casting a warm glow over the werewolf territory, Hera and Davien sat together beneath the shadows around the palace. Their reunion had brought a sense of peace and contentment that they always wanted to have altogether. They missed each other that much. "You don't know how much I have been missing you, Hera, you don't know how much struggle I went through just to see you again," Davien said. Amidst the euphoria, a lingering question tugged at Hera's mind, a question that had been buried beneath the layers of their newfound happiness."Davien," Hera began, her voice laced with a hint of uncertainty, "there is something I've never fully understood. Why did you allow me to believe that you had moved on from me?"Davien's expression softened, his eyes reflecting a deep-seated sadness that Hera had never seen before. "It was the most difficult decision I have ever made, Hera," he confessed, his voice trembling with e
In the tender embrace of Hera and Davien, their love flourished amidst the graceful veil of the palace's shadows. As dawn's gentle light unveiled a brand new day, it became a poignant symbol of the commencement of a transformative journey. This path would serve as a profound test, challenging the unwavering bond they shared and pushing the limits of their separate realms.In the midst of it all, the aftermath of Hera's choice to sever ties with Damon, the noble vampire prince, hung delicately in the atmosphere. Hera was acutely aware of the consequences to confront her father and disclose the authenticity of her deepest longings. While the haven of the werewolf domain offered a brief shelter, the impending encounter with her father demanded her attention.With a burdened spirit, Hera made her way towards her father within the corridors of the vampire palace. King Leonidas, an imposing and commanding presence, raised his gaze from his seat as Hera gracefully entered. "Why is she
In the wake of Hera's bold proclamation, an uneasy hush settled over the vampire court. Her words lingered, challenging the very essence of their centuries-old traditions.King Leonidas, his countenance etched with a blend of anger and disappointment, stood firmly in place, his gaze was fixed upon his defiant daughter.Hera, her heart was racing within her chest, she knows too well that her father despises her so much right now, and she maintained a resolute stance. Her decision was made, she was ready to confront the consequences. The love she shared with Davien warranted the risk, a challenge to forge a new path that defied the boundaries of their respective worlds.When the king finally spoke, his voice carried a calm but firm tone. "You have chosen your path, Hera," he declared, his became narrow. "But remember, your choices extend far beyond personal consequences. Our kingdoms' alliance is not merely political; it stands as a safeguard against the shadows. If you know what I mea
"I wanted to marry Hera, as soon as possible," Davien murmured. He is willing to take all the risk just to be with her, he don't want Hera to be away anymore. It was the fact that he wanted to keep her by his side as always. The good flow of the werewolf territory was shattered by Davien's urgent request to marry Hera. He approached the priest, a wizened old man with eyes that held the wisdom of ages, and pleaded for his blessing.The priest's eyes narrowed, his expression grave. "Your request is a weighty one, young alpha," he said, his voice resonating with authority. "A union between a werewolf and a vampire is fraught with peril.""I don't know why is it that hard to just accept that the both of us are truly loving, and that's what marriage should be. The both of us are committed as always and that is the thing that I want right now as an alpha, to marry the woman I wanted, even if she's a vampire. Davien's heart sank, but his determination remained unwavering. "I am willing t