All Chapters of Lucevkin Dreams: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

-Conor-“Are you serious? How do you know she wasn’t lying?” Conor asked narrowing his eyes at his father. She’s… A noble? My flower is a noble?! I mean, I love her no matter what but that’s so unexpected!Zachary handed him a small folded up paper scroll. “I am. I put it on the Empire. The woman even brought me this birth certificate showing her noble lineage is on her father’s side. I had the doctor Bart consults validate it. As it turns out, the father of Karen is the woman’s father-in-law. And I thought half of our noblewomen were whores…” Zachary explained with an amused laugh. So… What does this mean? “I told you, you could keep her as a servant, Conor. And I will admit I’ve been extremely furious with you for the last few months when I found out you started having feelings for her and then heard a few days ago that you got her pregnant.” Conor opened the scroll and it showed that ‘Lady Karen Anne Elizabeth of Mazifik was born on the third day of Marama at the Bashten House in t

-Karen-I felt someone pulling me away from the chaise. Conor hugged me tightly to him. “Don’t listen to those empty angry words. She’s just a hateful bitch.” I will admit it’s a bit hard not to let her words hurt me.“You’re going to be an amazing mother! I just know it!” Joanne added joining in on the hug.“Agreed! But she needs to rest you two. Joanne, you should be resting too.” Bart instructed, prodding us. “Conor too. But all three of you are stubborn so I doubt any of you will listen.” I hadn’t realized I was shaking from being so angry until Conor was trying to steady me. “Can I get something to eat please? I haven’t eaten yet today…” I grumbled crawling into the bed. I curled up to a pillow and faced away from them crying out of anger. I’m so angry I could kill someone! I just want to punch the hell out of a wall!“I’ll get something brought up for us.” Bart answered, leaving quickly. “Stay laying down Karen.” I rolled my eyes in reply.Joanne and Conor were talking about so

-Karen-Several guards came in and surrounded me as I had rushed towards Michael and Conor. Stay calm Kay. There has to be a good explanation for this.“To Conor?” Michael huffed a laugh. “He stupidly marched into father’s apartments without permission and demanded that Joanne be released while we were in the middle of starting her interrogation.” Michael explained heaving Conor onto the bed haphazardly. Don’t hurt him you jerk! “Father said no and for him to leave immediately but Conor refused saying he wasn’t leaving without Joanne. So, he got punished! Twice in one day… He sure doesn’t learn does he? He’s a glutton for punishment. Always has been since we were kids. He really is an idiot.” Michael looked over to Bart and then to me. I don’t like that look on his face. “Well, well... Looks like there’s no one left to protect you now.” He started to approach me with a cruel smile. “Don’t let her get away men.”“Stay away from me!” I half-shrieked backing away from him. The guards tig

-Karen-“Step aside, my sweet.” Michael instructed as he put rope around my wrists on me. I fought back as best I could, but I was overpowered quickly. He dragged me by the rope and hung it on a hook even though I begged and pleaded to be released. It eerily mirrored the room that Lewis had taken me to. “I promise we’re going to make you wish you were never even born.” He crooned as they smiled cruelly. He patted my right cheek then walked over to a table on the left wall. Beatrice pulled off the black sheet that had been covering the table and laid out perfectly was an entire collection of tools designed for torture. Some of them were familiar as Lewis had already used them on me but the rest were foreign. Look at all of those weapons… There must be at least thirty or more. I felt a lump form in my throat as I resigned myself to face this impending torture session. I’m going to die here, and I won’t have even had the chance to say I love you one last time… I fought hard against my e

-Conor-Conor was the first to wake. He slowly woke up holding his head with his hands as sat up carefully. He remained still for a few minutes as he tried to figure out what had happened. I went to confront father and the Generals so I could try to get Joanne back and then everything escalated quickly… They said they were going to do an interrogation on her- Why? What happened after that? He thought a few more minutes as his head throbbed. Before I could even begin to fight back, the command was issued to for me to be punished. Octavian and Michael! Those bastards attacked me! It’s all black after that… He looked over to his right and he saw Bart and Joanne. They are both here. But wait…Joanne looked different but he couldn’t figure out why. Something’s off about her…He took her left hand as it dawned on him as to why she looked different. “Oh no! They didn’t…” He whispered shaking her shoulder roughly. “Joanne! Joanne!!” She started to stir slowly. Conor reached over Joanne and sho