Lahat ng Kabanata ng Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

SERAFINAI was done with my usual chores for the day: I had woken up early to go to the King's chambers and grind his ink and then, I had served him his food. Now that I had completed all my tasks, I could finally rest for the day.I walked down the hallways and made my way to our quarters. I opened the door and stepped in, only to see that the rest of the girls were eating their food. Vallie stood in the middle of their midst, chirping happily about something as she ate the food.Her elation brought a smile to my face and then I shut the door behind me and moved further into the room. Immediately the girl saw me, a beaming grin illuminated her face."Serafina!" She squealed and ran over to envelope me in a hug. I staggered, almost falling as she embraced me with great force, but I found my footing and then hugged her back, patting her head."Hey there, Angel. How are you?" I greeted as we disengaged from the hug."I'm fine!" She looked up at me with a smile and I could see that she h

ZAHIRAs I made my way to the meeting hall, my mind was clouded with disappoinment and frustration. The corridors to the palace where liner with guards and servants, they offered their greetings, but I paid them little mind. The plague that har befallen my Lycaronia weighed heavily on my shoulders, and I felt a crushing sense of failure for not being able to stop it's spread. In moments like this, I loathed the crown on my head, sometimes I often felt ill–equiped to bear it. My thoughts drifted back to the day the previous King had bestowed this crown upon me. I had never sought nor desired this, yet he had trusted me me enough to thrust it upon me. I couldn't help but feel that I had let him down, failing to live up to the expectations he must have had when he placed the burden of the Kingdom on my shoulders. The path to the meeting hall felt longer that usual as I walked with heavy steps, and the weight of the crown on my head seemed to grow with each passing moment, and I coul

HERA Immediately the coast was clear, I left the palace and went to the Tavern that was nearby the palace. I knew Lord Timothee wouldn't be able to resist a good drink, he always came there each time he left the palace. I stood at the entrance of the Tavern, my eyes searching the bustling and loud crowd of men drinking and smoking. I spotted the familiar gray haired man sitting at the far end of the arm. There he was. I adjusted my demeanor as I approached Lord Timothee. My face softened into an expression of concern mixed with urgency. He looked up, and for a moment, his eyes betrayed a hint of surprise before he quickly regained his composure and greeted me with a charming smile."Hera," he said smoothly, opposed to the way he usually called my name like it left a foul taste in his mouth, "what brings you here? I assume you've heard the news of how the council meeting went..""Yes, I have and the King has already started working towards the excecution," I replied, lowering my v

SERAFINA The forest seemed never-ending and each step felt heavier than the last. Yet, I couldn't allow the rest of the slaves to suffer more than they already were. I moved among them, trying to offer comfort and support. I touched their trembling shoulders, trying to ease their pain, and held their hands to give them strength. My heart ached with every cough and gasp, but I refused to let fear consume me. I had to be their rock, their beacon of hope.When one of the slaves faltered and fell to the ground, tears streaming down her face, I rushed to her side. "Please, go on without me," she pleaded, her voice weak and fragile.I shook my head, my resolve unwavering. "No, we're in this together," I said firmly, helping her up. "I won't leave anyone behind. We will get through this, I promise."With every passing moment, the journey became more challenging. Yet, I couldn't afford to lose hope. I didn't know where the Cloaked Lycan was taken us to, but I best believed he had our intere

SERAFINAI helped the sick slaves into the dialpedated hut under the Cloaked Lycan's instruction. It was suffocating having so many people cramped into such a small space, especially considering the fact that these people were sick – the stench of illnesses filled the air, sounds of whooping coughs, moans and groans of pain echoed in my ears. Vallie was doing really bad, probably the worst dade out of all. She barely breathing and couldn't even open her eyes. Occasionally, she would nearly cough out her lungs and the red dots on her body were protruded, swelling with pus. I turned to look at the cloaked Lycan, he was still standing by the door. I believed he could help; Vallie was cold, the girl was practically trembling and it wasn't helping matters that it was well past midnight by now. She also needed water, she had been coughing badly ever since, even worse than the other ladies. She needed help. Maybe the Cloaked Lycan would be able to render aid. So I walked up to him and pl