Chapter 166

Hazel's POV

"Well, that was disappointing," I remarked with a chuckle, my voice light and mocking as I twirled another knife between my fingers. "I suppose I'll have to work on my aim..."

The woman flinched at the sound of my laughter, her eyes widening with fear as she huddled closer to her children. And as I watched her retreat into herself, a sense of satisfaction washed over me

My gaze lingered on the woman and her children huddled together in fear, my mind drifted back to the Blood Moon prophecy – a foreboding omen that had haunted my thoughts for months.

I remembered the day I had visited the royal astrologer, seeking answers to the enigmatic prophecy that had cast a shadow over our kingdom. The old man had peered at me with clouded eyes, his voice barely above a whisper as he spoke of astral portents and star wrought warnings.

"There is more to the prophecy than meets the eye," he had said, his voice trembling with age.

I had stormed into the dimly lit chamber, my rage simmer