All Chapters of Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

SERAFINA I sat there, staring at the checkers board in disbelief. The pieces were scattered across the wooden surface, and among them, my last move had sealed my victory. It was as if time had frozen, and the room was enveloped in a hushed silence. Even the soldiers, who had been so confident in their skills, wore expressions of shock.My mind raced, trying to comprehend what had just happened. I had been prepared to accept defeat, to endure the consequences that awaited me. But somehow, against all odds, I had emerged victorious. The realization washed over me, and a surge of emotions flooded my veins.The slave girls who had been watching the game erupted in joyous cries, their voices reverberating through the room. Their jubilation was short-lived, however, as a stern glance from the soldiers silenced them immediately. The atmosphere shifted, and a palpable tension settled in the air.I glanced at Steven, whose face mirrored the astonishment I felt. His eyes, usually filled with a

ZAHIRI stood tall in the grand hall, my gaze fixed upon my Steven. Something in his demeanor caught my attention, a flicker of unease that lingered beneath his composed facade. He can deny it all he wants, but I know there was something wrong. "Steven, is there something troubling you?" I inquired again, my voice firm yet laced with a genuine desire to understand his state of mind.Steven hesitated for a brief moment, his eyes flickering with uncertainty. It was evident that he grappled with the decision to share his concerns, but my stern expression urged him to speak his mind. After a moment's contemplation, he finally replied, his voice steady but guarded."No, Your Majesty," Steven responded, his words measured. "There is nothing that weighs heavily upon me. I am fully prepared to fulfill my duties."Though his words were intended to reassure me, I detected a tinge of reservation in his tone. However, as the king, I knew that certain matters required privacy and delicacy. Acknowl

ZAHIRAs I rode through the dense forest under the cloak of night, the moon's ethereal glow guiding my path, a sense of both anticipation and urgency pulsed within me. The imminent threat of the plague that loomed over my kingdom demanded a swift resolution, and I sought the aid of the legendary sorceress who dwelled deep within these woods.The towering trees stood like ancient sentinels, their branches reaching towards the starlit sky, casting intricate patterns of shadows upon the forest floor. The air was thick with an otherworldly energy, as though the very essence of magic danced within the darkness.My royal horse moved with a steady grace, its hooves muffled by the carpet of fallen leaves that covered the forest floor. The sounds of nature whispered around us, the rustling of leaves and the occasional hoot of an owl creating an eerie symphony that underscored the weight of my quest.As I approached the designated spot, a clearing bathed in moonlight, a hushed reverence envelo

SERAFINA As the heavens unleashed their fury, raindrops fell with increasing intensity, soaking me to the bone within seconds. The ominous rumble of thunder reverberated through the air, sending shivers down my spine. The cloak-clad figure ahead of me, undeterred by the downpour, dashed into the mouth of a nearby cave.Driven by both curiosity and a desire for refuge from the relentless rain, I sprinted after him, my feet slipping on the wet ground, my breath ragged. Each step brought me closer to the unknown, the mysterious figure who seemed to hold the key to so many unanswered questions.As I entered the cave, the world outside faded away, replaced by a gloomy sanctuary illuminated only by faint rays of daylight that filtered through cracks in the rock. The scent of damp earth mingled with the muskiness of the cave, enveloping my senses.Water dripped from stalactites overhead, echoing in the hollow space. The ground beneath me felt cool and slightly uneven, a reminder of the cave'

ZAHIRI stormed into my chambers, seething with anger. The heavy cloak draped over my shoulders weighed on me, a constant reminder of the rain that had fallen outside. I despised rain, its very presence a nuisance that disrupted my plans and unsettled my mood.With a swift motion, I tore off the cloak, throwing it aside as if it were the source of my frustrations. My jaw clenched as I paced back and forth, my mind consumed with irritation and worry.How could Serafina have left the palace without permission? To think the foolish guards would let her find a way to slip away unnoticed. The thought gnawed at me, fueling my anger. She should know better than to venture out alone, especially in such inclement weather.I glanced out the window, watching as the drizzling raindrops pelted against the glass, each one a tiny reminder of my irritation.A firm knock resonated from the door, interrupting my thoughts. "Your Highness, may I come in?" Steven spoke with a respectful tone through the wo