All Chapters of Will Bear the Moon: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

*Queen Belinda*Queen Belinda looked off after her cup while musing on the peaceful day. And it was such a lovely day. The sun was shining in the summer sky. The birds were singing. And best of all, the garden was blooming.Perhaps I’ll walk the maze later? Queen Belinda stirred her tea in thought. It made her think of her son then. Yes, Nicoli would most certainly want to take a walk with her. Especially after having to sit in one of those boring meetings. Belinda knew how much even Alexander hated them.But it is about time Nicoli started being more involved in such matters. Belinda sighed. Nicoli was growing up, much to her secret dismay. It would be a lie to say Belinda didn’t wish to keep her son a child forever. She could keep him close as any mother would. But, alas, he was growing, and it was better to prepare him for his future as King. That, however, would be for many years later. Belinda could take some comfort. She still had time. So until then, Belinda planned to take u

Ana was midst turning when she spotted someone unexpected. They were standing off from the stables. And they seemed to be looking right at her. Ana was compelled to go over.“Your Empress,” Admiral Nugen bowed. As he stood, he glanced at her legs. But whatever judgment he had, he mentioned nothing. Instead, he looked past and up to her.“Admiral Nugen.” Ana greeted. She watched the stoic man’s face. There were no compliments he'd give. And he didn't seem to like small talk. He felt different compared to the others in her court.Nugen seems the straightforward type. So Ana thought and found even more fondness for the human. But why was he standing there?“What brings you to my stables?“My horse, your Empress. She needs a new set. So I’ve dropped her off.”“How goes the investigation?” Ana asked and watched Nugen’s face darken. “The Bulgeons are moving up, Dawny, your Empress.”“This is nothing new. They like to move up the coast.” But Nugen shook his head.“Then, what are they doing

Nicoli quickly regretted his choice of picking the maze. It was hot, and the sun also burnt the back of his head. It felt like a magnifying glass burning into his skull. And not to mention the bugs. I hate bees. Nicoli flinched as another flew by. Was it him, or were they venturing too close to his face? Either way, it made Nicoli nervous. Nicoli had been stung last year and swoll up like a balloon. It was a whole ordeal, and Nicoli wasn’t about to forget it. But I have to. Nicoli thought to persevere. Because this was for Ana, Nicoli would put up with it. But, despite his resolve, Nicoli yelped as another bee crossed over his nose. “Ah!” “Your highness?” Philpé, who was busy painting, looked up curiously at the scream. “If you could just stay still a bit longer?” “Ah…okay.” Nicoli sat up but eyed another bee. This one was fatter and slow. It crawled over to another flower. He could hear it hum and whimper. Why did I have to pick this spot? So Nicoli thought and sighed weari

Naska pulled up her thin skirt to better quicken her step. She avoided eye contact with the other servants as she moved. Not that they were dressed better. Everyone was dressed down because of the heat.But still, Naska felt the stares.Let them think about what they want. So Naska thought before lifting her head higher. Despite being a fallen woman, Naska never felt guilty. She didn’t care. And she didn't care about them.There is only one person who does. Naska picked up her pace. The doorman made no qualms about letting her in. He’d seen Naska many times before that he didn't bat an eye. "Be long?" The doorman asked to make small talk. But Naska didn't respond. Instead, she passed without a word and entered the room. Inside, Naska found the room not as spacious as Ana’s, but she preferred it better.Mykhol has a better taste. So Naska thought, looking at the gold and rubies. She felt herself swell with pride at it. His room was fit for a king. Not like that stupid little girl an

When Nicoli finished crying, he threw cool water on his face. The water was icy and almost burned as he splashed. Nicoli had to splash a few more times to calm down. But when he felt ready, he returned directly to where he wanted to be.“Your majesty?” Philpé stood up with surprise at seeing Nicoli coming. But the sight of him was more concerning. Nicoli’s eyes were puffy, and his cheeks pink.“Are you alright?”“Can you paint today?” Nicoli moved to sit on the bench. He tried to keep his head up despite how he felt. It felt like everything was out of sorts.The painting should take my mind off things. Nicoli thought. But here, sadly, Philpé fell short.“I’m afraid not, your majesty. The light has changed. It’s dark now. The coloring will be off.”“Oh…” Nicoli shrank into his seat. Philpé looked to his assistant with a confused frown. But the man was as lost as him. Neither understood what was going on.“So, you can’t paint,” Nicoli repeated as new tears sprang up. Nicoli moved to pre