The agonized cries of his soldiers snapped Adro out of his reverie. He swiftly turned to approach his men, who were struggling to save their comrades. Two survivors were trapped with their legs squeezed down under the rock, while another lay dead, crushed by it.Adro clenched his fists in frustration. This was meant to be his day of joy, filled with laughter and smiles from the palace's residents and his people. The shedding of blood and the loss of friends were heartbreaking. It shouldn’t have happened today."Your Highness, could this be the work of a witch?" Asked one of the men who was Adro’s right-hand man in leading this group.Adro nodded. "Whoever it was, one will pay dearly for this. I've lost my warriors and Azer," he muttered, staring at the ground. Then he lifted his gaze to look at his man. "You lead the team in evacuating the wounded and the fallen. I'll investigate further.""But, Your Highness-""Leo," Adro said, lowering his voice. "I’ll be fine."Then Adro gazed at t
Adro glanced back and realized the wolves were far behind, out of his sight. Yet their howls still sounded close. As the situation remained unsafe, Adro proceeded with his intention to hide in the house. Emerging from the forest, he found himself in the yard of a rather large and nice-looking house. He hurried towards the door and tried to open it, only to find that it was locked. However, Adro could see through the window that the lights inside were still on. Then he knocked on the door as hard as he could. "Excuse me! Is anyone inside? Please open the door!" Adro's brow furrowed. His hands clenched harder. He continued knocking on the door faster and harder, but no one was answering, and the wolf howls drew nearer as if encircling him. Suddenly, his eyes opened, revealing a pair of crystal blue irises with pupils rapidly constricting as they were exposed to the light from the room's lamp. Adro raised his head only to meet a pair of brown eyes staring at him. Grace observed the
Adro walked along the corridor and found many doors facing each other. When he reached a small lobby, he saw two people sitting on the long waiting room chairs, which were quite crowded during the day.Now, Adro was no longer met with strange stares. It seemed that his current clothes were not unusual for them."Excuse me, sir. Do you need something?"Adro turned to the source of the voice. A middle-aged woman stood behind a semi-circular desk, looking at him with a friendly smile."Are you talking to me?" Adro asked.The nurse nodded. "You seem confused. Are you looking for something?""Oh, I am." Adro approached the desk. "If you could help me, do you know where I can find a door that can take me to places?"The nurse furrowed her brow upon hearing Adro's question. She tilted her head slightly and asked, "I’m sorry, but can you provide more details about the door you mean?"Adro paused to think. He recalled Grace's advice not to speak too much because he was a stranger in this place
The elevator stopped, and its doors opened. Peter stepped out, followed by Adro. Then he scanned his surroundings. It was indeed a different place, even though it had a similar concept to the places Adro had visited inside this large building."Come with me, Mr. Groendez," Peter said, gesturing with his hand.The hospital looked empty because it was late at night. However, there was a glass door that remained open, with several stalls selling food inside."So, this is the place they call a cafeteria?" Adro asked.The boy nodded. "I'm going to get a burger over there," he said, pointing to a stall selling hotdogs and burgers.When they reached the stall, Peter placed an order from the food items listed on the menu. Then he turned to the man beside him, who seemed busy studying various things in the stall. "Aren't you ordering?""No, I didn't bring any money," Adro replied, following Peter to sit at the nearest table."This is the first time I've heard of an adult not carrying money. Th
‘A prince came out of a dead-end door? A fairytale prince, who had to return to his kingdom because his bride was waiting? Even kids these days know that such a story doesn't make sense—it's all just a lie. Did all the problems in my life make my subconscious mind try to escape from reality?’ Grace wondered, holding her head with both hands.But suddenly, a sound from the door caught her attention and made her turn her head. A man with glass blue eyes walked in and stared directly at her."Oh, you are done?" Adro asked, closing the door and approaching Grace. "I’m sorry, I went out without telling you. I was getting bored in this room alone, so I thought of taking a short walk. Then, how are you now?"The brown-eyed girl just stared blankly at Adro. Her body looked frozen, leaving Adro puzzled."Well... Is there something wrong? Are you okay?" Adro sat on the corner of the bed.Grace swallowed hard before turning her face away. Her eyes were still trembling, and she had to regulate he
Sarah chuckled and then looked back at the man with squinted eyes. "Are you seriously unable to unfasten it?"In the back seat, Grace could only watch the scene with frustration. Because of her cast foot, she was placed in the back passenger seat, while Adro sat in the front passenger seat next to Sarah.Earlier, Adro had difficulty opening the car door and fastening his seatbelt. Those things had Sarah baffled to the point that she thought he was just joking."Adro comes from an extremely… remote village, Sarah. He rarely rode a private car, so, you know, Grace tried to explain.Sarah just took a deep breath and shook her head briefly. She couldn't believe there was someone as primitive as Adro in this world. To her, it was utterly absurd. Moreover, she had heard that Adro was something like an opera or theater actor, so it was hard to believe that he had never been in a private car, let alone didn’t know how to open a car door as basic as hers.As time passed, Sarah's suspicion grew
Grace smiled as she rolled her wheelchair closer to Adro. She tilted her head up to look at the paintings she saw every day without getting bored."What do you think of this painting?" Grace asked."I love it. The faces of the three women have different expressions. The positioning of each of them seems to convey a deep meaning. The background is also dramatic with its dark colors. It makes me curious about its true meaning," Adro answered.Grace looked at Adro with sparkling eyes. It was the most beautiful feedback she had ever received for her artwork."Can I ask you something?" Grace inquired.Adro turned to her and nodded once. "Of course."Then Grace took a deep breath and asked, "If you were the painter of this artwork, how would you interpret it?"“Well... this is the first time I've been asked a question like that by someone." Adro said, slightly furrowing his brow and tilting his head."If-If you're not willing to answer, that's fine. It's just a silly and unimportant questio
Gently, Adro helped Grace back into the wheelchair. Then he let go of his hand after making sure the girl was seated properly."Th-thank you," Grace said, hanging her face down.Adro nodded slightly. "You're welcome!" Then he placed the cup on the counter. "You should ask for help if you need it. That was very dangerous. Just imagine if you were alone here, and no one could help you.""That's because I'm used to it," Grace muttered."Pardon?" Adro looked at Grace and squinted his eyes. "Did you say something?"Grace shook her head and gave an awkward smile. "Nothing. It's not important.""What were you trying to do? Let me help you with it," Adro asked."I wanted to prepare a drink for us. I was thirsty, and you might be too," Grace replied as she moved her wheelchair back when Adro stepped to the side of the counter."I see. Can I use the cups over here?" Adro pointed to the dish rack.Grace nodded and pointed upward. "I usually use cups in the hanging cabinet, but since I can't reac
"Princess Grace Menken will not be a queen," Adro stated, causing everyone to turn to him. "I, Adro Alymer Groendez, will renounce my position as the crown prince of this kingdom." "What did you say?" King Groendez stared at Adro with wide eyes. "You can't do that. Since birth, you have been destined to be the future king." "I apologize, Father, but I refuse that destiny," Adro replied. "What's your reason? Now you can marry the woman you desire. This kingdom is free from monsters and witches. There's no reason for you to refuse to become the future king." "There is," Adro replied. "I have found a life that makes me happy, and that life is in a world where I am stranded. I returned to this world only to save this kingdom and bid farewell to my family, not to return to my old life as a prince." "Adro," the Queen looked at her eldest son with teary eyes. "I apologize for my decision that has disappointed this kingdom, but I wish to get your understanding. I relinquish my heir title
"It's damp and smelly here. Are you sure you're okay?" Adro asked.Grace sighed. "This is the third time you've asked the same thing, Adro. I'm fine. Don't worry.""Alright," Adro replied, then reached for Grace's hand and held it tightly. "But you have to stay close and not let go of my hand."Then, they walked through the hallway, which led to the underground prison specifically designed to confine dangerous criminals."I can't believe that after entering the death cave, fighting various monsters, and defeating the Magical Stone spirit, you're still being overprotective of me," Grace said, feeling Adro's grip tighten."I don't care how strong you are now. You're my woman; I'm responsible for your safety," Adro replied, then sighed. "Your severely injured leg is enough.""Alright, I understand. Thank you for worrying about me," Grace said, embracing his arm.Arriving at the underground chamber, they encountered three iron doors
The darkness enveloping Grace slowly faded. She fell onto both knees and faintly saw the Magical Stone kneeling, still in the same spot.Grace squinted her eyes and furrowed her brow. If she heard correctly, didn’t that monster say that she would walk on her stomach and her head would remain bowed? But why was her perspective still the same as before?"Y-you..." The Magical Stone stammered. The red light shining around his hands, which were covering his stab wound, slowly dimmed. "How... how is this possible?"Shifting her gaze from the pensive Magical Stone, Grace raised her hand and found she still had her human form. "I... haven't changed?""It's impossible!" The Magical Stone exclaimed. "I cursed you. No one in this world can escape my curse after touching me!"The old man's words brought a s
Not only would Grace transform into a hideous monster, but she might also lose half of her sanity, leaving her constantly craving human flesh. She would be separated from Adro and everyone she knew to live as the slave of the half-monster man until the end of her days.Grace didn't want her tears to fall. She didn't want the Magical Stone to see her weakness. She had come this far, overcoming all obstacles that drained her strength and emotions.'Since I was a kid, I've always been Grace the loser. But can a loser walk this far? Can a loser face kings, future in-laws who hate her, and even monsters?’“You don't know how strong you are, Grace!” She gritted.Clamping her jaw, she nodded. "I agree.""Naive. With a weak body like that, the words coming out of your mouth sound as if you're a great knight. But don't you know that I can hear the quickening of your heartbeat?" The Magical Stone said. Then he dug into his large ears before pulling out a strand of hair that turned into a massiv
A small gust of cold wind sent shivers down Grace's skin. Despite the fact that the underground air was cold from the start, she felt as though the dark tunnel ahead held something sinister waiting for them.Damian turned to Grace. "I think I should check inside.""We're on the same page. I will go too." Grace nodded. "But what about the others?""We just need to climb up that plant to get to Jocelyn, but I'm afraid she might not be able to continue the journey further," Damian said."I don't mind going in without an escort. I have a feeling there's something in there." Grace whispered.Damian nodded once, then looked upwards. "Elvaro!""Yes, Your Highness?""We've found a way here. We're going to check it out, so you all wait there.""Damian," Jocelyn's weak voice sounded."Jocelyn, stay there and don't move much. Elvaro and Kederic will protect you. I'll try to return as soon as possible. But if we're not back in about
Damian grimaced as Jocelyn poured water over the burns on his back and limbs."This is the medicine Lady Camelia gave me before I left. I hope it can alleviate Prince Damian's injuries." Grace handed a small black bottle to Jocelyn."The spring we found doesn't lead to anything. That means King Absolen mentioned another spring," Damian spoke."Thank you for saving us. You are badly injured.” Grace said."My task is to protect you. And I might have turned into ashes by now if you people hadn't helped me," Damian chuckled."That's not funny," Jocelyn muttered, wiping away her tears that started flowing again. She lowered her face as Damian sat up."Sorry for making you worry. Thank you for treating me," he said, wiping away her tears, then stood up with his sword. "I will check the conditions outside.""You need to rest, Damian. Elvaro and Kederic have gone out to find torchwood." Jocelyn stood up as well."There are other
In that area with rocky dry soil, carnivorous plants thrived alongside giant bushes, forming a small forest.Through the cracks in the ground, gas appeared several times. Damian noticed it when they were surrounded by the plants. During the fight, he kept looking for the nearest gap to the plant's growth center and studied the moments when the gas spurted.Damian knew this was a daring move. He might have to risk his life if he made even a slight mistake, but he had seen who Grace Menken was. Unexpectedly, she had a great leadership spirit. When facing people, she seemed weak, but when on a mission like this, she could make quick and courageous decisions. If he died here, he was sure she could lead the others out.According to his calculations, Damian threw the still-burning torch right into a hole near the entrance to the giant bush forest. Just as the torch entered
"Grace." Jocelyn gazed at her, pulling out her arrow with trembling hands."We need to run from here," Grace whispered, preparing her sword. "On the count of three, shoot the one blocking our way, and run."Jocelyn nodded; meanwhile, the snakes hissed louder and crawled closer."One.""Two."Grace tightened her grip on the sword, taking a deep breath. "Three!"Jocelyn's arrow flew, striking the snake standing in front of them right in the neck. This angered the other snakes to attack them.One of the nearest snakes moved to strike Grace, but she swung her sword as quickly as possible, injuring it. Before the other snakes could reach them, they ran as fast as they could."Oh... darn it..." Grace huffed in her run.Jocelyn looked back, only to find the snakes were almost catching up to them. At the same time, her untrained legs began to give in."Hold on!" Grace shouted, reading Jocelyn's condition.Seeing on
The group entered the forest with minimal lighting to avoid attracting attention. Grace rode a horse alongside Damian.After ensuring they were far enough from the palace, Damian raised one hand, signaling the group to stop. "Open the baggage carriage!"Damian jumped off of his horse, followed by Grace. He climbed onto the small carriage and opened a food box placed on the top stack."Are you okay?" Damian asked while pulling out a girl dressed as a boy."Jocelyn, are you alright?" Grace joined.Catching her breath, Jocelyn nodded. "I'm fine. Thank you.""Princess Jocelyn? How did you end up in there?" A guard asked.Damian carried Joclyn down from the carriage. "Stretch your legs first. It must feel stiff after bending for so long." The