All Chapters of The Kings Captive: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Derek’s POVAs I climbed the last few steps, the air grew fresher, carrying a hint of the world outside. Freedom was close, and the thought pulsed in my veins, giving me strength. The dungeon had felt like death itself, but now, I was just a few steps from reclaiming my life, my power, and, most importantly, Vera. The thought of her was the only thing keeping me grounded, the one flame that hadn’t been extinguished in the darkness.At the top of the stairs, I peered down the dim corridor stretching in both directions. I had no clear idea where they’d taken Vera, but I wasn’t going to leave without finding out. I moved silently, hugging the walls, the chill of the stone against my skin. My senses were sharpened by adrenaline; every sound, every shadow registered in my mind.It wasn’t long before I reached the lower prison cells, but they were empty, rows of abandoned cells with nothing but darkness inside. Panic started to prick at the edges of my mind. She had to be here somewhere the

VERA’S POV.I looked helplessly staring into thin air, lost in thoughts as I've always been in this cell as a captive. Days turned into weeks and I haven't stopped thinking of ways to get out of this hell, though it's all seeming impossible but giving up isn't in my option either.The brutal pain I felt increased daily as I swore to escape from this dungeon by all means. I cried! I thought about how things has been all this years for me.I could feel the change of climax as the wind blew and found its way inside my cell through the high slots. The weather seemed foggy and misty. The wind blew weightless and inanimate objects in the cell where I sat lethargically, still lost in deep thoughts.My notions were cut short, I could hear footsteps coming towards the cell's direction. Soon the door sprang open. It was Annalise she stood at door post smiling cringly. Opening the door and standing by the entrance I could feel the cool breeze from the entrance into my cell.In her hand was a cig

DEREK'S POV.I found my way out of the palace with the help of Sims, the castle's chief guard. Though I still feel weak, I was quite better.I sat in my abode lost in thoughts. What about Vera? I pondered. How is she doing? What is she doing now? I hope she's safe. I thought to myself. I couldn't even grasp a single coherent thought, my brain felt like a tangled web of confusion. I felt mentally stuck, unable to articulate.I need to see Vera regardless, she must know the truth, she must know I didn't do anything and that I'm not a bad person, she should know I really love her.“What should I do? No, that's wrong. Wait, maybe…. Ugh!” Outside, morning mist veiled the valleys. The climate’s gentle cadence soothed the soul.A knock was heard on my sitting room’s door. I walked up to the door to see who It was. “My guy,” James greeted, stretching his hand anticipating a handshake.James was my childhood friend, we were really close and we both were known for causing mischiefs in the pac

VERA’S POV.“Be my Luna” I could remember the sweetness from his voice last night.As I woke up, memories of last night flooded my mind, and I couldn’t help but smile. The way he looked at me, his eyes filled with a mix of hope and certainty, made my heart race. When he asked me to be his luna, everything around us seemed to disappear. It was just the two of us, wrapped in a moment that felt both timeless and magical. I can still hear his voice, steady and sincere, as he spoke those words that changed everything. The weight of his love enveloped me, and I realized how deeply I wanted to say yes. Being his luna means so much more than just a title; it’s a promise of partnership, of sharing our dreams and facing the world together. I can’t wait to embrace this new chapter with him by my side.“Erica!” I called from the castle's Throne room. I woke up that morning feeling quite exhausted, I felt ill and my mouth was as dry as desert.“Yes ma'am” she answered from the Kitchen.“Please mak

DEREK'S POV.I stood outside my apartment, the chill of the evening air biting at my skin. I fumbled with my keys, my hands trembling as I tried to unlock the door. The events of the day played on a relentless loop in my mind, each moment more agonizing than the last. I could still hear Vera's voice, filled with fear and disbelief, ringing in his ears. “Let go of me, you desperate fuck” Vera had spat at me. She called me desperate, am I truly desperate though?“Of course you are Derek”, an inner voice told me.As I finally pushed the door open, the familiar smell of my home hit me like a wave, but it offered no comfort. The walls that once felt like a sanctuary now felt like a prison. I stepped inside, closing the door behind Me with a soft click that echoed in the silence. It was a stark reminder that I was alone. Alone with my thoughts, alone with guilt.I moved to and fro in my apartment, I'd fucked up I thought. I moved to the living room, where the dim light cast long shadows