All Chapters of Orphaned Queen Goddess: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Celine POVI stay silent for a moment, watching Dolton wrestle with his thoughts. The weight of the conversation sits heavy between us. I haven’t allowed myself to fully consider the logistics of how our relationship might work—how the dynamics between Sebastian, Dolton, and me will play out—but I know in my heart that it’s possible. My past has already shown me that.Long before Sebastian came into my life, before he saved me, I had been shaped by complexities—relationships that defied norms. I had shared myself with Dolton and his brothers, often all at once. It was a part of my history, something that had once been forced upon me but eventually became something I learned to navigate. Yet, this feels different.Sebastian breaks the silence first, his voice steady, his confidence unwavering. “You wanted to discuss how this would work,” he says, his gaze fixed on Dolton. “Here we are.”Dolton rubs his face, as if trying to erase the confusion clouding his mind. “I’m just... I’m in sho

Celine’s POVThe hum of the tires on the road has become a constant backdrop, a rhythm that matches the monotony of the endless stretch of terrain we’ve covered over the past two days. No stops, save for brief bathroom breaks, but this isn’t a typical journey. Sebastian’s cars are marvels of engineering, designed for both comfort and practicality. At the push of a button, the backseat transforms into a bed, a small luxury in an otherwise relentless trip. It’s where I find myself now, nestled between Dolton and Sebastian, wrapped in the strange comfort of their presence.The dynamic between us is shifting—almost as fluid as the car itself. Dolton, who once held his touch like a fragile promise, now seems to have shed that hesitation. His arms wrap around me with a quiet certainty, as though anchoring himself as much as me. Sebastian, ever the observer, alternates between joining us and immersing himself in his work. His documents scatter across the seat next to him, and his sharp focus

Celine POVSebastian has already explained the significance of this meeting. The Fae King and Queen hold the key to our mission: the sacred flower that could break the curse. Without their approval, we’d have no hope of obtaining it. The stakes are too high for mistakes.As we approach the gates of the Fae Kingdom, my breath catches in my throat. The gates themselves are a masterpiece of intricate design, glowing faintly with magic that seems to hum in harmony with the earth. As they creak open, revealing the city beyond, I can’t help but press my face to the car window, my eyes widening in awe.The Fae Kingdom is like stepping into another world. The buildings tower impossibly high, their architecture defying gravity with spiraling peaks and elegant arches that seem to shimmer with life. Magic is woven into every stone and vine, creating a seamless blend of nature and civilization. Trees with iridescent leaves stretch into the sky, their branches entwining with the buildings, forming

Celine POVKing Thorne breaks the silence, his voice deep and resonant. “State your case.”Sebastian steps forward, his shoulders squared and voice steady. “Your Majesties, my son, Prince Joseph, has found his mate—a werewolf who is now carrying his child. However, she has fallen gravely ill, and we have discovered that her condition is not a natural one. She has been cursed using these flowers.” He gestures toward the shimmering blooms on the table, his words heavy with the weight of truth.Queen Nymia’s sharp gaze fixes on Sebastian, her tone calm yet laced with steel. “And who would cast such a curse upon the Princess? What motive lies behind this cruelty?”Sebastian’s expression hardens. “Her own mother.” The words hang in the air like a thunderclap. “She sought to end the bloodline. The curse was designed to kill her daughter if she ever became pregnant, ensuring that neither she nor her child would survive.”A ripple of murmurs spreads among the council members, their usually st

Celine POVQueen Nymia sits poised, her expression a mask of calm, but I can see the flicker of thought in her shimmering eyes. King Thorne leans forward slightly, his fingers steepled as he listens to the low murmurs of the council. They speak softly, their words almost inaudible, but the atmosphere is charged with their unspoken fears and what-ifs.Joseph remains kneeling, his shoulders hunched under the burden of his desperation. His golden eyes, filled with unshed tears, dart between the council and me, silently begging for salvation. Dolton stands at my side, his hand resting lightly on my back, grounding me, his quiet strength seeping into my trembling frame. Sebastian, as ever, is calm and composed, though the set of his jaw betrays his impatience.“I’ve never heard them deliberate this long,” Dolton murmurs beside me, his voice low, meant only for me. “They’re taking this seriously. That’s a good sign.”I nod, though I can’t shake the sinking weight in my chest. It’s not just