Semua Bab The Last Omega Hybrid : Bab 31 - Bab 40

THIRD PERSON's POV When Judas felt the coldness of the metal grazing the juncture of his neck and shoulder, he regretted not carrying his sword with him. As a king, he was used to being protected right and left. At his small kingdom, vigilant guards were always near, shielding him from any harm. Not that there would be any, as the palace was so heavily fortified that even a fly would struggle to enter unnoticed. In addition, there hadn't been any conflicts with neighboring kingdoms for centuries. With peace so firmly rooted, he had never thought of raising his own defenses. Nevertheless, even if he did carry the sword with him, there was no guarantee that he could defeat the person standing behind him. Leaving with no choice, he reluctantly let go of Rosalina and turned to glare at the intruder. "General Garry. I see you appear at bad timing as always," he quipped, glaring at the person dressed in a royal blue mid-thigh-length outer attire and a white undershirt that was secured tog

ELENA's POV I walked past Oswin without sparing him a glimpse as I made a beeline to the kitchen. "Emmet, I am sorry. But can you please make Creamy Mushroom Medley Soup now? I will wait." I asked the chef as I dumped the soiled soup into the grease traps. "Is there something wrong with the one I just made?" He asked, his brow furrowed, as he turned to see what I was doing. "I must have put too much pepper in it by accident. So, it is too spicy for our customers. I am sorry about that," I lied, despite knowing that it was Oswin's doing. "Huh? But you weren't the one deli—" "I am really sorry, but the customer is waiting. Could you please help me with that?" I interrupted Emmet, bowing my head in an apologetic manner. "Alright. No worry. We had a couple of orders for that soup today, so I already had many of the ingredients ready. It won't be long," said Emmet. "Thank you," I said, straightening my posture as I watched Emmet begin preparing the soup. I didn't dare step away thi

ELENA's POV "Oswin, are you okay? Are you hurt?" I rose to my feet, sending the chair crashing to the floor with a resounding thud. Ignoring the startled glances from nearby customers, I rushed toward Oswin, leaving the fallen chair behind. I didn't know that he was standing at the nearby table, gathering all the dirty dishes. Not until the sound of the breaking glass echoed, exposing his whereabouts. I was so engrossed in talking with Brad that I failed to notice him. Not to mention the shock I heard from his last sentence. But if Oswin had been there all along, did that mean he had heard what Brad had said? Did he hear the confession? Snap out of it, Elena. You have another important thing to worry about! I inwardly slapped myself and broke out of my thoughts. "Let me see," I said, brushing off any curiosity when I arrived next to him. The first thing I did was bend down and roll his black pants up to his knees to see if there was any injury, given how he stood not that far fro

THIRD PERSON's POV "There's no way I am going to let you marry him." Judas lashed out, snapping everyone out of their shock. "You are mine, Rosalina!" He growled, his feet unconsciously bringing him closer to where the Aldous' princess stood. However, before he could be anywhere near her, Garry stepped up in front of Rosalina, shielding her from the potential threat. "Stay back," he said, no longer lost in a trance. The thought of Rosalina getting hurt snapped him out of his reverie as a surge of protectiveness began to take over him. "How dare you speak to me in that tone? Know your place, Garry." Judas said through gritted teeth. He wanted nothing more than to tear Garry into pieces, but once again, he knew he was no match for Aldous's general. "Oh, I sure know my place, King Judas. That is to protect Aldous and its people from harm. You had already inflicted harm on Princess Rosalina once in the garden. Be grateful that you can still stand on two feet instead of having broken on

THIRD PERSON's POV "L-Lo-Lov-Lover?!!!" Aiken looked between his General and the Princess in confusion; his eyes widened to the size of boiled eggs. "It's a long story," Garry replied with a sigh, trying his best to keep a neutral expression as his face flushed red. "How are the soldiers doing?" he asked, wanting nothing more than to change the topic. "Good as usual, General. Their stances are getting better. The same goes with their magic. However, they struggle with combining the two skills. After all, these boys are newly recruited. We can only take things easy." "I understand that, Aiken." Garry nodded. "But we don't have that much privilege. Given the unusual silence from the northern border, I think Damian is plotting something. That Mordez's king is sneaky. He must have sensed something about King Oswin." "What about my big brother?" Rosalina asked, her eyes blinking innocently as she looked at Garry. Now that Garry had mentioned Oswin, it just occurred to her that she had