"Don't be afraid, my lady. That's how the king addresses a pretty girl. Also, does it a problem if the king wants to sleep with you? You only need to squeeze out a blonde-haired boy from your womb; who fathered the boy doesn't important. Erwin, his father, his brother, and his uncle, maybe your womb should be filled with all of their seeds so you can get pregnant. Ah, if a bad thing happens to our prince in the war, I am planning to make the King's brother, Lord Grigori impregnate you. Off course, your child will be counted as Erwin's child. Should I introduce you to Lord Grigori now? Don't worry, he is as handsome as Erwin, and his cock maybe is bigger, you love big cock, don't you? Wanna try a consummation with him, you slut." said Lady Tiana. It was a great insult, but Anna tried to remain calm. She didn't want to cause trouble while Erwin was away from her."I only belong to my prince, my one true love. I am his only poverty." Anna said."Good girl, you finally realized that you a
Lady Tiana shot Sir Lovegrove a glare. In the end, Sir Lovegrove had no choice but to take the tiara; of course, there was a fight back from Anna. However, the other eunuchs also helped him; Anna was outmatched. Finally, the tiara slipped out of Anna's tangled hair and into Lady Tiana's hands."Give me back my tiara, you damn thief. A long time ago, you forced me to drink poison. Then, days later, you ordered Sir Esther to slit my throat. I forgave you because I felt it was your duty as head of the harem to behave like that. Now you've stolen my tiara. I am not going to kneel down for you anymore. You really are a lowly thief. You old hag." Anna said in anger."Old hag"—that word really bothered Lady Tiana. Back then, when she saw Anna for the first time when Erwin carried her to his chamber, she cried. She sent all her servants out. In the mirror, she saw her reflection. She was getting old and wrinkled. Although she was actually still young compared to other women her age, she could
That night, at the same time Frenya flew off from her nest to the north to find Erwin, the soldiers found Erwin lying unconscious in the meadow near his tent. There was a dagger stabbed in Erwin's back, the dagger piercing all the way out of his chest. Erwin's blood soaked the white flowers beneath his body. Even before he was attacked and then lay unconscious, covered in blood, and dying, all he thought about was that one slave girl. They found a few rosebuds in his hand. He initially wanted to send the roses to the palace for Anna. Anna always loved flowers, and I know she must yearn for me right now, Erwin thought. Unfortunately, his blood even soaked the roses. It wouldn't be so romantic if Anna got roses stained with her lover's blood.The soldiers then carried his body to his tent."He was stabbed in the back. Someone betrayed us." Jean said.At that time, Erwin and his cavalry were taking a short rest before continuing their way to Carloreal to do battle with House Heather. The
On the other hand, that very night, after Lady Tiana threw Anna's tiara into the fireplace, the festive dinner party ended in a chaotic and tense atmosphere. Anna, who was dead inside, made the eunuchs, who initially held her tightly, begin to let her go, thinking she wouldn't rebel again. Then, with a blank stare and slow steps, Anna walked to the fireplace. She crouched down, and her hand went into the fire, taking what was left of her beloved tiara. The gold that made up the tiara had melted; the only thing that was still good was the round purple crystal in the center of the tiara. Anna didn't feel the heat of the flames that began to wrap around her skin. She took the crystal out of the fire, wiping the ashes off with her dress. Then she stood up and turned around. In front of everyone, she kissed the crystal.She was completely fine. Her skin was still as white and beautiful as it had been before she put her hand into the fire. The fire was so hot that even gold could melt, let
"What do you mean?""I think you love being in pain, girl. All low-born women have no chance to live a luxurious life unless they give birth to an heir of a high-born man; there is no other way, girl, unless you are born as a lady with a noble blood on your own.""I don't want luxuries. I only want to be with my love." Anna said."Ah, Erwin's good looks are a form of luxury too. You fall for him because of his looks. And he wants you because of your beauty. Just like gold, a crown, and money, pretty faces are a form of luxury too, my girl. Humans naturally want luxury, unless you've lived for 20 years with tons of diamonds in your neck and then got tired of it. But it is always better to live as a born-rich girl who is bored of luxury than as a poor girl who is raped many times to produce an heir for a single diamond. You feel it now; live as a commoner.""I don't understand.""Never mind. Enjoy your little pain, dear. Because, I guess, the real tragedy of your life will begin when Er
Then Anna burst out laughing. Her laughter sounds so creepy. The king became irritated with her. Her laughter was so loud that it could be heard from outside the chamber. Through that laughter, Anna let out all her feelings about how disgusting the Harlow family was and how they ended up losing their nobility by wanting the blood of a slave they had always despised. What an irony."Cut her tongue." I command you."A guard took out the dagger he was carrying. The others held Anna. Anna remained calm and kept a smug face. Then, with one swipe, her tongue was cut out. She didn't laugh anymore, but she kept smiling, as if she felt no pain. But it was true—she felt no pain at all.Then she was moved back to the dungeon. Her feet were chained. Every evening, a guard came and slashed her wrists. They collected the blood in a glass as King Daryl's personal wine. She was kept fed, watered, and medicated to keep her alive so they could continue to take her blood. Several times, Lady Tiana also
Lord Heather would not attack an army led by a dying man, he is too honorable for that dishonesty. Once he got an information that Erwin was mortally wounded, he sent his troops back to his castle. He did not stoop so low as to take advantage of Erwin's plight to win the war.Erwin was unconscious for almost two months before he opened his eyes again. During his unconsciousness, his soldiera faithfully guarded him. And his beloved lady dragon, Frenya, was guarding him outside his tent as well. He was not welcomed back into the palace. So he was treated for on the the very same meadow, with limited physican and medicine.Jean already discovered the person who attacked Erwin, but he was waiting for Erwin to regain consciousness before he could punish the traitor.A few days before he opened his eyes, Erwin's wounds healed miraculously, and his troops rejoiced for him. His torned heart suddenly whole again. His wounds started to dry as his face gain it's colour again, not as pale as befo
"Prepare my red dress. There is a man I must kill tonight. The handsome, arrogant prince Erwin Oh my god, finally I can see how handsome he is." Lady Arista said to her handmaidLady Arista climbed out of her milk tub. Still naked, she sits on the couch behind her dressing table.She looked at her naked body through the mirror."I'm beautiful," she said."Yes, my lady, you are the most beautiful girl in the whole kingdom. The prince will be sick for you," said her handmaid as she brushed her master's hair."I must kill Prince Erwin," said Lady Arista again.She is in a high mood tonight. She found a new prey. All men are foolish when it comes to female beauty, including the prince, she thought. And she always knows that her beauty is "lethal". She loves to break all men's hearts with her beauty and black eyes. And she even feels confident that Erwin will fall in love with her and that she will break his heart as well."Just because I have to marry him does not mean he will have my lov
Through her tears, a radiant smile blooms on her pretty face."Oh my dearest master. My little heart could endure all the pain and sorrow I've been through. But, it couldn't endure the joy that comes from your truth. I am dying because of the joy."Her hand reaches out. Her fingers trembling slightly as it seeks his touch. Her fingers reach up to brush away a tear from his cheek."And forgive me, my lady... How i regret for hiding the truth from you. If only... If only I were bold enough to confess our love in front of my family. To leave my highborn life behind, to elope with you. None of this would happen. And i regret that from the bottom of my heart. Forgive me, my lady.Jean gazes at her, vision foggy from tears welling up. Her soul belongs to her, but her body has changed. Her face is still the same, yet in this life she is far more pretty. Her eyes changed from brown to purple. She is not his, not in this life. Another love, another life, and another purpose await her.She look
"You... Do you wish me to leave, master? Even before knowing what I want to tell you?"For Jean, the longer he looks at her, the less sure he is to keep her for Erwin. She had to leave soon before he changed his mind. Her beautiful, purple eyes might tempt him to kiss her."Leave me alone. Never show your face to me again. Never. Never." He said with a firm voice, almost like the tone he used when he gave a war speech.Anna's heart wrenched as she felt the "seriousness" in her master's voice. It's valid; he doesn't want to see her again. A choked sob escaped her lips, followed by a torrent of tears that streamed down her face. Her shoulders shook with silent sobs as her tears welled up and spilled over. She fell on her knees, feeling déjà vu when her master sent her to the Kingsley Palace centuries ago."I will leave. But, take this with you. Press this crystal right against your heart. And you will see everything about us," she said as she put the crystal right in his doorway. "I wis
For centuries, Jean wandered the earth, his once clear purpose becoming a distant echo in his immortal existence. He walked through countless epochs, observed civilizations rise and fall, and saw the face of the world change in ways he could never have imagined. As the years turned into decades, and decades into centuries, the world around him became a blur. The faces, the names, the places - they all began to merge into one, an indistinguishable haze of experiences. The figure of Anna, the woman he had once loved so deeply, started to fade from his memory, her image distorted by the countless faces he had encountered. His mind, once sharp and focused, was now clouded with confusion. Memories of his past life seemed like fragments of a dream, disjointed and elusive. The love he had for Anna, the promise he had made to Thanaros, all were lost in his distorted mind. He lived among humans, but he was not one of them. He was an ageless being, trapped in a cycle of endless wandering and
Jean, feeling devastated, found himself burying Anna all by himself in the empty graveyard. The weight of sadness weighed heavily on his shoulders as he painfully dug into the ground, missing the presence of any helping hands. Eberfraid, his older brother, stood nearby with a stern look, making it clear that no one should offer assistance.After burying her, he solemnly said to Eberfraid that he would spend time by her grave."You can't fuck dead girl," Eberfraid uttered with disgust, spitting onto Anna's grave before departing, leaving Jean alone with her dead girl.Jean sat beside Anna's grave, the cold wind biting into his skin, seemingly mirroring the cold emptiness within him."My brown-eyed love," he began, his voice barely a whisper, "I did so many wrong things to you. I feel like this pain is enough to kill me so I can be reunited with you, my love. And God knows how I regret not confessing my love for you when I had the chance. I regret not fighting for our love, for letting
The dungeon was like a nightmare, where light ran away and sounds vanished. As Jean entered the suffocating darkness, a sense of dread gripped him. He followed Gregory, each step echoing on the cold ground.Finally, they arrived. The cell was an echo of despair, its iron bars a cruel barrier, separating its occupant from the world beyond.Jean, filled with determination, approached the iron door of the cell, the heavy metallic scent invading his senses. With a cold, heavy key that Gregory have him, he unlocked the door, the grating sound echoing through the silence. As he stepped inside, the gravity of the moment weighed heavily on his heart, he will soon reunite with the woman he loved with all his heart, Anna.And there, in the heart of this darkness, was Anna. She lay motionless on the cold stone floor, her once vibrant spirit extinguished. Her hair, once full of life, was now matted and lifeless. The clothes she wore were nothing more than tattered rags, a testament to her sufferi
"Where are you off to at this late hour, husband?" Lady Yessica, Jean's wife, exclaimed with a mix of curiosity and concern, squinting as she noticed Jean's surprisingly formal outfit. "Why did you get the carriage ready? Everyone in the castle is sound asleep."Jean paused, he carefully chose his words. "I... I need to visit my old friend, Lord Kingsley, Yessica," he finally replied."Or is it your old slave? Are you going to see her, Jean?" Yessica questioned sharply. Her gaze bore into Jean's, searching for any sign of deception.Jean feigned confusion as if he didn't understand Yessica at all. "Who... who are you referring to?""Anna. Don't think I haven't noticed," Yessica's voice trembled with hurt and accusation. "The way your eyes betray you when her name comes up? The way you've kept her picture all these years? I'm your wife, Jean, not a fool.""My lady..." Jean began, his voice tinged with guilt, struggling to find the right words to ease Yessica's pain.But Yessica cut him
Anna found herself alone once again. The icy restraints gripping her wrists offered some comfort in the gloomy dungeon. With a chilling finality, the stone door closed, plunging her into an endless darkness and loneliness. Deprived of even the most basic needs, food and water, the empty feeling in her stomach mirrored the void in her heart."My dear Master, even though my memory of you is lost, I still feel a deep love for you in my heart. I wonder, do you feel the same way about me? I often find myself yearning for your presence, longing to know what you are doing at this very moment. Please tell me, where are you? and I miss you more than words can express.In the deep dungeon abyss, Anna's life faded. Every breath became a battle, a desperate plea for life. Her once healthy body, is now fragile, tormented by starvation and dehydration. The cold touch of death drew nearer, tempting her to surrender. Yet, on the edge of oblivion, Anna held onto her love for Jean."I wanted to have m
In the suffocating depths of the dungeon, Anna's soul burned with an unquenchable fire. Tied to the icy stone wall, she endured agonizing captivity. Hungry and thirsty, all she could think about was Jean. His beautiful emerald eyes brought her comfort in the midst of despair. Even in the worst situations, Anna held onto the memory of Jean as her lifeline in the storm of loneliness.Days became a blur for Anna, each moment echoing in the empty dungeon.Suddenly, the loud clatter of keys on iron grated on her ears, pulling her out of her deep despair. Gilbert walked into the cell, his silhouette highlighted by the flickering torchlight, his expression determined. The sight of him gave Anna chills, yet a glimmer of hope flickered in her eyes."Hey Anna," he started, his mighty voice echoing through the chilling, sending shivers down her spine. "I've come to find you," he continued, his footsteps echoing ominously against the cold, hard floor. "Hey, have you finally realized the consequen
Who is Jean Lyndhurst? His letter gives the sounds like we were once very close and he cares deeply about me."Consumed by overwhelming confusion, Anna desperately struggled to recollect memories of Jean. With closed eyes, her mind aimlessly wandered through her past, desperately grasping for any trace of Jean's presence, yet it yielded nothing. A wave of sickness washed over her, her heart heavy with a melancholic ache, and she yielded to unconsciousness.****Anna slowly opened her eyes, the morning sunlight streaming through the curtains. As she turned her head, she saw Gilbert sit peacefully beside her in the bed, waiting for her to wake up. Concern etched on his face, he reached out to her and gently asked,"My darling, are you alright?""Jean, my lord," she replied in a hushed voice. "Who is he?"Anna, still feeling a sense of unease, handed Gilbert the crumpled letter she had found earlier. As Gilbert scanned its contents, his brow furrowed."So you read this letter?" he questi