"Who...?" the maids look suspiciously at the arrival of the unknown man.
“Ahaha..haha, I am the new servant in Jasmine Palace. But, is the story just now about the Crown Princess true? I asked to transfer to Jasmine Palace because they said this place was the calmest compared to the other royal family's palace," his tone sounded disappointed as his shoulder dropped low.
“Apparently you were one of those who transferred here because of the rumors that the Crown Princess was kind and easy to serve?” a maid seemed to sympathize with the man who was nodding languidly.
“Well, the Crown Princess is indeed kind and easy to serve. she hardly ever picks servants for their small mistakes. But it looks like a storm will soon coming into this palace. Let's just get ready."
The maids parted ways with the man with long hair in pigtails. The man looked into the distance. “Is that woman really Miss Fuschia? The more I heard her story, the mo
I caught a glimpse of Merri and Tilda lying on the floor before the ambushers turned their attention to me. Those three men who wear white masks coverings their faces locked my body movement and gags my mouth. I pretended to be unconscious before they got even rougher to me. I think that's the wisest thing I can do at this point.I tried to keep my composure. Panic will not save me and my baby. Hayden's envoy's guards are inside this shop. They will definitely check on us if we don't come back in a long time. They are guards from the palace, they must have been drilled for something like this, so, I just need to calm down.These ambushers carried me like a sack of potatoes! But they didn't hurt me and even laid me down gently. The trip wasn't long, which meant I was just transferred to another place close to the shop. Whoever is behind this kidnapping, wants me to stay intact. That's at least relieving.I wish the guards could quickly notice the oddness. I also
He woke up from his restless sleep after all night enduring Hayden's torture with bugs inside his head. No matter how strong he was, it didn't help him at all in enduring the terrible headache that felt like his brain had been gnawed at by bugs. Due to the headache, his body felt the excruciating pain as if his bones were being crushed.Even though he was able to get in and out of prison by turning into a butterfly, as he had done before, he still couldn't escape Hayden's clutch as he still got that damn ring. He had to return to the prison immediately whenever he felt Hayden's aura around the dungeon.'Eurgh!'Once, he tried to fight Hayden and Raymon with his strength to snatch the damn ring to free himself. But apparently, Hayden has another ring with the same function. He should have known that Hayden was a clever cunning person. That's why, in this life, he didn't fight Hayden and looked for alternative ways to be free.Because in this life, he must
Fuschia gripped Dylan's thick wrist after hearing the guard's voice outside. She didn't want Dylan to suddenly disappear again like last time. Dylan looked at his wrist. He chuckled. It's funny to see her tiny hand trying to hold his big hand."Yes? It's okay over here. What's wrong?""No, it's just, you seem to take much longer in there. We are just worried, Your Highness,"“Ohoho, there's nothing to worry about. We are in the middle of having fun by dressing up. Just wait,""As you command, Your Highness."When the sound of footsteps drifted away, Fuschia could breathe a sigh of relief. "Phew,"Dylan looked at Fuschia then smiled faintly. "Did you know that these tiny hands won't hurt me?""Of course I know. You can easily slap my hand away. Are you going to do that?”Dylan shook his head. "What are you going to do with them?""Who knows. Do you have anything to wake them up?”Dylan reached int
"Then, will you make a deal with me, Mr. Andre?"For someone like me, who used to live in a capitalist country such as Indonesia, I am such a rare. I don't belong to the pro-competitive society faction. I am a slow, no ambitious, and avoid competitiveness kind of person. But it has to change now! I believe that it can't be helped for wealth to accumulate to some extent. Especially when I expected a baby. I have to earn as much money as possible no matter what.However, this world is different. To begin with, it's impossible to display fair competitiveness in a world that discriminates against social status.So I need a breakthrough that astonishes the rich people in this land. Made them spend their money on my items! The easiest thing I can do is the fashion business.Although in my first life I worked as a cashier with a mediocre salary, I also had a side business, namely a reseller of women's clothing. The demand for products is so much with consumers w
'This man! Who is he again?’The man put on his best smile then bowed his head. “Greeting to the little moon of Drachentia Kingdom, Crown Princess.”His face was familiar, but I couldn't put this man's name on the tip of my tongue.“I am the Count of Lanchaster, Rubert Lanchaster. It's nice to meet you outside the palace, Your Highness,”"I see, so you are Laura's father? No wonder Laura is such a beauty, hohoho~”I need small talk like this right?In the past before the birth of my son, I had often heard the name of the Count of Lanchaster mentioned in every gossip at the tea party. Many take his name as an example of an unlucky womanizer. Rumors about his venereal disease spread until no one else wanted to see him. They were all afraid the disease would spread to them.Even though his image so far is that of a husband who is loyal to his sick wife, but this venereal disease proves the opposite. Al
Hayden and Raymon just got out of the dungeon. They are still strolling around the small temple as they are about to go back to his palace. The moon still peeked shyly from behind the overcast clouds. It was another night of relief for Hayden who had just unleashed his violent desires.Raymon glances at him. He didn't want to destroy Hayden's smiling face by asking a question that put him in a bad mood. But they were alone, so, “Your Highness, aren't you too lenient to that slave to even ask him to spend the night with the Crown Princess again tomorrow? Wasn't your goal by using him had already been accomplished because the Crown Princess was already pregnant?”The smile on Hayden's face dropped. "Because it is fun. You heard yourself that the Crown Princess asked me to come to her room. I don't want to do that, so who else? That woman snores in her sleep! You think I can last another night with her?”“I see, Your Highness.”
'I don't want her to see my wound. It's hideous. What if she gets disgusted when she sees me, then she leaves after she opens a little of herself like this?'His body was full of wounds that were left to close on their own. Most of them were his scars from fighting monsters. Even though he couldn't heal his own wounds with his saliva, his body healed pretty quickly. But still, the pain must linger. Moreover, he came to Fuschia after being tortured by Hayden that night.'I need to find a way to quickly get rid of those damn bugs inside me! F*ck!' while he was drowning in his internal anger, Fuschia's hands had already lifted his shabby clothes.“What are you doing?” Dylan stopped Fuschia's nimble hand.“I wanted to check if you were okay!”"I'm fine-"“Don't tell me other than bruising I'm fine! I can guess what a guy like you is thinking.""What do guys like me think?" Dylan held Fuschia's hand, then look
Fuschia took a deep breath. “What if ... I asked you to run away with me? Will you come with me?”Dylan frown.She just realized that her proposition just now was done impulsively. How could she invite a stranger she had just met to go with her when she hadn't even asked Merri, his close friend? No wonder Dylan looked annoyed.Fuschia bit her lower lip. Realizing how ridiculous her request was just now. 'Who the hell am I, to think he's willing to run away with me?'Fuschia was about to open her mouth to say that her invitation just now was a joke, but Dylan preceded her."Yeah, let's do it, Fuschia." There was no doubt in his words.The stern gaze and straightforward smile directed at Fuschia strengthened the woman's heart. He reached out his hand. When his rough hand popped out in front of her, Fuschia grabbed it with her two hands. His hand, which was cold until just now, felt warm. Even such an insignificant change in tempera