All Chapters of His Dethroned Luna Queen: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

"Where were you last night? I woke up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and found that you were not in bed." Julie asked me.Julie's words caused the other maids dining in the kitchen to look at me.It's nine o'clock in the morning. We have just finished our morning routine and are sitting in the kitchen having breakfast. There is a long wooden table placed in the center of the kitchen. The wood is not painted, the surface is covered with scratches and is slightly soft. Normally, this table is used as a work surface where the chefs prepare dishes. When meal time came, the servants would eat at this table."I couldn't sleep last night, so I went for a walk." I made up an excuse and said casually. I don't want to mention what happened last night to anyone. I feel ashamed thinking about it now."Charlotte, you look very pale, did you get enough rest?" Jessica suddenly said to me.Is she caring about me? It quite surprised me."Thank you, I feel fine." I replied somewhat re

Yetta was wearing a light green checkered gauze shirt with a silk skirt in a matching shade, paired with white sandals. Her hair was elegantly coiled into a bun with a few stray locks cascading on her forehead. She stood by the fountain, surrounded by geraniums and wind chimes, resembling a lady in a painting: serene, elegant, and dreamy.In the center of the fountain pool was an elf sculpture. The elf held a lily, and water sprouted from the flower's core, flowing down along the elf's dress, forming a circle of water curtains. In the gentle morning sunlight, it formed a misty white spray. The pool's surface rippled with concentric rings, and its water appeared deep green because the bottom of the pool was covered with moss.Yetta's poised elegance only lasted less than five minutes. Her heart was full of restlessness and anticipation. She walked around and around the fountain, complaining from time to time that the skirt was too narrow for her to move her legs, and the soles of her s

In just a few days, Yetta rapidly lost weight. Emotional distress drained her energy and appetite. She barely ate enough to sustain her life each day, far from sufficient to support her daily training. Her weight dropped by three pounds, her cheeks grew gaunt, her eyes dimmed, and her skin lost its luster. At night, I retrieved the cleaned clothes from the laundry and brought them to Yetta's room. I knocked on the door and heard Yetta's slurred voice from inside.The room was pitch black, filled with the smell of alcohol. I fumbled for the switch on the wall, turned on the lights.Yetta was reclined on the couch, wearing a purple velvet slip nightgown with one strap slipping off her right shoulder, revealing a bit of cleavage. Her hair was disheveled, her cheeks slightly flushed, and she held a bottle of alcohol in her right hand. Empty bottles were scattered on the floor."Come here," she squinted and beckoned me."Oh my goodness! How much have you drunk?" I exclaimed."Just a littl

Sebastian’s POV Damn the fucking mate bond! Charlotte is so irresistible! Her beautiful eyes, her pouty lips, her sweet scent of jasmine, and her soft skin lingered in my mind. I was immersed in the beautiful dream she wove for me, unwilling to wake up. The world without her is just a meaningless void. Yetta walked in, took a seat in front of the desk, and rambled. Not a single word reached me. I was missing Charlotte. I longed for her, and I hadn't had enough of her. The burning desire left me restless. Yetta, still chattering away, while rage surged in my heart. Damn Yetta, she ruined my good mood! Yeta knocked on the desk to get my attention. "May I have your attention?" she asked, glaring at me. I snapped back to reality, and with a slightly apologetic smile, I said, "Sorry, I was lost in thought. Can you repeat what you said?" "I heard you've been quite busy lately, and I'd like to help out. Is there anything I can do for you?" She said this with a hint of shyness. "Thank y

Yetta was so excited that she canceled her plan to go to the mountain for training, spending the entire morning restless in her room. "My brother will be here in two hours. What should I wear?" She rummaged through a pile of clothes like a small mountain, seeking my opinion, "Would this army-green jacket go well with these black jeans? The army-green and gold badges should match nicely. Oh, help me get my two badges from the black box on my makeup table." "Sure," I responded. I opened the palm-sized black box, which was specifically for storing Yetta's badges. These two badges held great significance for her. The reddish-gold one was passed down from her ancestors and was awarded to her after she earned the title of a top female warrior. The purple-gold one was an honor she had gained last year when she led the Nightwalker tribe to victory against the Red River tribe. During that battle, her uncle died, adding a touch of mourning to this particular badge. However, right now, only