And it’s time… What do you think would happen¿ {I know you think the FL is facing a lot challenges but I assure you that you’ll only truly appreciate the height of something if you see its descent first…} Yeah. I made that up. But you get the point. See yA!
{Ciril’s POV}I was taken out of my cell in the dungeons and dragged through the distance between the dungeons and the Throne room.Landon didn’t give me attention.He looked angry. He looked so furious that he didn’t want to look in my direction even though I called his name and cried. He ignored me… but that didn’t stop me from speaking.We were halfway through the distance and almost getting to the Throne room. Everyone on the road was looking at me and judging me with their stares, but my attention was on Landon who was pacing hurriedly before me. “I love you. And I would never want to do anything to hurt you— which includes hurting the ones you love.” I pleaded and my chains rattled as the guards bounced me about. They were extra rough with me since I was tagged as a murderer. I felt like they wanted to convey that message with the way they were hauling me around. But then I didn’t care. My body has been through enough distress for me to be used to it by now. So this wasn’t go
{Ciril’s POV}For some strange reason, I understood why Princess Anne looked at me. She communicated to me that this was the beginning of the challenge she had spoken to me about. But what is the use of going through challenges when I was about to be killed now? What was the use of telling me I would go through challenges when I was about to be killed during the first one?I looked away from her and stared ahead at the exit to the Throne room. Other than the warriors hauling me roughly away now, there was a crowd around me and they were yelling and demanding for my demise. And then there was the Hencher mistress, still crying and pleading that I be pardoned. She wasn’t going to succeed in that venture— I knew this. But then I was grateful to her for trying.I was grateful to her for always being there for me and caring for me— like a mother. If there was a chance for me to remember someone in the afterlife, she would be the only one I would remember. She and… Anika.My testy gaze fe
{Ciril’s POV}I was hesitant but then I eventually took Princess Anne’s hand since she looked genuine to me. “I’m little. I can’t hurt you.” She assured me cutely. “Tell me what happened?” She said as I staggered up to my feet using a bit of her help. “What.. what happened?” I muttered back as I wasn’t clear on what she was talking about. The people around were still looking at me but then my ignorance of them was even more now that I was no longer being dragged about and now that I was with Princess Anita. Her presence felt comfortable.Thankfully, the Alpha Queen, Ivanka, and Abasha had also left with Prince Landon so no one could interfere in this moment now.“Yeah. What happened that led to my father’s death.” She explained what she meant and I nodded in understanding now.I sniffed. “Uhm… I and your father were at the top of one of the bell houses when suddenly the Ferals trying to get to us were called by the sound of a very loud clanging. Your father and I tried to get down af
{Landon’s POV}Abasha had warned me about Ciril.And even Dylan’s wife, the lady Ivanka had told me that Ciril hates us royals, but I hadn’t listened.I hadn’t listened to any of them, and even when Ciril herself gave me a hint of this possibility by saying, “I don’t think I like your father”, I hadn’t interpreted it as a big deal.And that had been my mistake.I had been stunned when they had returned from BrinStone and I had met her in chains. And I had been more stunned when the guards told me my father was dead. But for some reason, I was only a little bit stunned when I was told that Ciril had pushed him. I was instead disappointed and emotionally bruised. In that moment, the instance of her telling me she hated my father was all I could think of. And now, everything has twisted up. She was before me and I stared at her with hate. I know my family has not been exactly kind and loving towards her. I know they treat her badly but then my father has never been a top player in thi
{Ciril’s POV}I was whipped… and I was whipped brutally— Taka made sure of that. The back of my dress was torn from the impact of the beating I had received and I could feel myself bleeding without needing to see my blood to confirm. I staggered up to my feet now and then I fell back to the ground.I was weak, but I made sure to hug my dress to my body because if I didn’t, I would go naked as the dress would slip off my body since it was ruggedly torn now. I tried standing up again and I had the eyes of Taka and the other spectators on me. They were ready to laugh at me like how they had done the first time I had fallen.I was breathing hard from crying so loudly in pain and so I took in a deep breath now and struggled up to my feet. Because they were ready to laugh, I made it my mission to stand up successfully. And I did… even though I stumbled a bit. But then, just as I rested on my feet, I felt someone’s foot on my back which sent me back to the ground almost immediately. I fe
{Ciril’s POV}[ ~ One Week Later ~ ]I was in the stables. It was noontime and I was lying there. This was my new room. I preferred to lie on a bunch of Hay than to lie in mud like my tormentors had proposed so I had found my way to the stables to become housemates with the horses.One week ago, I had seen Abasha get marked by Prince Landon and I had aggressively started walking towards them but hadn’t made it to them. I had been seized by Sentries before I even got close… but then Prince Landon had started walking to me, wanting to give me an audience. He had seen how badly I wanted to speak my mind and he had been willing to grant me an audience even though he had been scowling at me like I was a Feral and not a living werewolf.So, he had made his way towards me, but then there was Abasha— as if she would let Prince Landon see me.Abasha had interfered as I had dreaded her to do. She had interfered by pulling Prince Landon back, begging him not to see me, and eventually taking him
{Ciril’s POV}The Guirgon Full Moon was just three weeks away now. I was uninterested in its rubbish tales of power and destiny but I knew about its coming because literally everyone in the Palace was freaking talking about it. The fighting Pit tournament had provided enough exposure for the Guirgon Full moon so now it was the most trending topic.Everyone was yapping about it and the people were particularly excited because they knew who their Champion was going to be. Prince Landon.According to the stories I’ve been hearing, he had been destined from birth to birth to be the one to receive the Moon goddess’s soul and essence, as the moon goddess always chooses her Champions from the Royal family— the bloodline of Kings. Why?I don’t know.I’ve said all I know on this topic. “Wow. I think we should attend the orientation today.” Anika told me as we strolled through a pathway in the Common Grounds. I was sent to go get some herbs The Common Grounds was the train of settlements— b
{Ciril’s POV}We made eye contact.After so long, I was once again staring into Prince Landon’s electric blue eyes. They showcased warmth and gentleness as they always did. And I missed staring into them.He soon looked away from me as the people trailing around started to creep up to him to greet him. He responded to their greetings with a gentle smile on his lips. It was obvious that he hadn’t come here for me. And I wasn’t crazy not to know this. I also knew that he was no longer in love with me. He was fully mated to Abasha now and as her mate he was bound to start loving her even though he didn’t before, and I wasn’t blind not to admit this to myself even though it hurt me. But then over these past few days, Prince Landon has been lenient on me. He seems to have lost interest in tormenting me as he said he would as now, he had handed that duty fully over to Ivanka.And even though Ivanka still does her best to make my life as wretched as she can despite her loss of interest in
{Landon’s POV} I couldn’t rip my attention away from the fact that I had just seen her. That I had been standing so close to her.She was gone now and we were currently surrounded by doom in the form of fierce and breathing dead bodies. They were storming the Palace and tearing it down and still my mind was ruminating over Ciril. She had been so fearless— so majestic and I just couldn’t stop thinking about her and the things she had done here today. I sound crazy. She had killed a lot of my warriors today. Heck, she took my mother away but then I wasn’t angered by that. I was only hurt.— hurt because I couldn’t have done anything to make a difference— hurt because I truly deserved all that had happened. I had tried to apologize to her but then she had made it strictly clear that she didn’t want to hear any of that. She had made it clear that she wanted to kill me instead— and I had seen it on her face that she had meant it.That she had truly wanted to kill me. It was hurtful
{Ciril’s POV} I was the first one to see them because I had gone into the Celestial State and my sense of vision had been heightened. But about some seconds later, I didn’t need the sense of the Celestial State to see them— Everyone could see them now and realize that a huge wave of Ferals was the cause of the earth's trembling.But even with the realization and the dread that claimed us, we were all frozen. Our feet were glued to the ground and we remained staring like that because we were stunned.The Ferals weren’t coming from just one direction.They were coming from every direction— racing towards the Palace in wildness and brutality, giving no room for the slightest hint of sanity.I could already hear screams of the inhabitants around filling the air and Landon’s men were equally befuddled as they were all panicking and contemplating their next move. No one was on their knees again. My heart was beating fast and I was struck with the highest measure of confusion and shock.
{Ciril’s POV} My guise switched at once.If I wasn’t furious before, I was furious now. Landon was walking towards me with an army behind him and all I could think of was ‘kill’‘Scourge’‘Rip apart.’I had no other longing. My growling grew louder as he got closer and Feryt and the others joined me in readiness since they knew I was preparing to attack. Landon should be crawling on the ground before me— shedding blood and tears after all he has done to me.My countenance became more fierce now and I was heaving furious in my pending attempt, but just as I was about to storm at him, he raised his hands slowly in the air and halted.“Ciril.” He said my name.He said my name and I was momentarily distracted by the sound of it as his voice and intonation sounded like how he used to regard me calmly once upon a time. And so, my scowling disappeared for a moment but then when it returned, it came with an aggressive pump of energy.I trudged up to Landon with ready claws in order to wip
{Ciril’s POV} [TRIGGER WARNING: This Chapter might be a bit too violent and Gory… maybe.]The night was here and the crescent moon lit up the skies— along with the fairly numerous Palace lights.The wind was in the air and there were random cries of agony being heard. And I felt good.I had three hands with me instead of two and it felt amazing. Dolores's hand was in my grip and I stared at her now as she cried in pain. It felt so satisfying knowing that I was with the body part she once-upon-a-time used to smack me, pull my hair, punch me in the face, and so on.Just this body part— her hand, had caused me so much pain and tears at nights when I would go to bed bleeding, and now I looked at it with such amusement seeing that it had been this fragile all along.“You’ll.. you’ll suffer for this!” Ivanka yelled at my face now as she poured out heavy pants before me. I took my gaze off Dolores’s hand and looked at her.“You’ll pay if you hurt her or me!” Her voice came out even louder
{Ciril’s POV} I lunged at the Alpha Queen, wanting to grasp her and begin her own sequence of torture but then these idiots jumped in the way. These weak idiots who swore their loyalties to her. Her warriors.In her defense, a whole lot of them stormed at me even though it was pretty obvious they didn’t want to. They were scared but did it nonetheless and I saw it as bravery.I was impressed by it but then I was going to teach them a lesson for it.I bashed some bodies to the ground with two arm swings now and then I growled as more warriors came at me meanwhile the Alpha Queen was escaping. She ran further away towards the Alpha building. I hadn’t thought this through. I had wanted to scourge the Alpha Queen but then I had forgotten that I was greatly outnumbered and would have to kill my way through.Well, I’m not complaining.Killing has recently become my new and persistent hobby. The warriors surrounded me now and were spread out over a great distance, and taking in the sight
{Ciril’s POV} “Hi.”You know, I once quivered anytime I spoke to the Alpha Queen or Ivanka or any other esteemed bitch in this Palace… but now?I’ve never felt so confident. It felt amazing knowing that they dreaded my presence and not the other way around. It was a really incredible feeling. It felt amazing seeing Ivanka, the same vile Cunt that always reigned her devilry and aggressiveness upon me— it felt amazing seeing her tremble before me now.One word, “Hi” and I felt all their pulses rise. I decided to be as slow as possible in order to enjoy the moment to the fullest. I decided to take my time.— go to them one by one.I rested my gaze on Ivanka now, and I smirked. My first specimen. She was scowling at me and breathing heavily in her attempt to hide her uneasiness. She looked stupid. I wished I could tell her that. Oh, wait. I could.“Hi, Ivanka. You look stupid.” I said now and she tensed at me addressing her before she scowled.“You think being the Champion means an
{Ciril’s POV} I spilled blood and I reigned chaos… .. but then I was only just getting started.Weirdly, there were only a couple of warriors left for me to kill— a litter of about fifteen of them after I had just killed dozens. It was weird because I expected the Alpha Queen to send the entire Garrison after me since she knew I was here.Anyhoo…I punched my claws into the throat of one of the warriors just as he tried to attack me, and with the force of my bashing, his head instantly separated from his body and just stayed there on my claws.I used it to smash into the head of another attempting Cunt— skull collided with skull and they both cracked.“AHHH!” I heard the yell of a new warrior who was trying to be brave as he raced toward me with every aggressiveness he could offer. He got to me but just as he swung his blow for my head, I bent down and swept him off his feet with my hand grabbing his leg. I held him up in the air and growled at the rest of them so that they tremble
{Ciril’s POV} “Woah.”“Oh my...”Those, among several others, were the comments from Clord and Feryt. It was a few hours past midday and the once-clear clouds had suddenly gone dark… because of me. I was raging as I focused my eyes on these very walls that had caged me with gloom and torment. I was heaving now and as a result, Clord and the others knew that the sky’s fury was my doing— a reflection of my grief and rage. It was thundering loudly now and the wind all around us was beginning to grow wilder. I reveled in the pending ChaosI was about to resume my trail towards the Palace but then a voice stopped me. “Ciril?” The voice said beside me now and I instantly veered my gaze to the side to see Feryt. She trembled slightly with my gaze.“What do we do now?” She asked me. She spoke loudly since the wind was getting more fierce by the second and crowding the silence as a result. The skies thundered again.“Stay here.” I said now with my scowl evident on my face. “Stay here until
{Ciril’s POV} I didn’t say a word.I didn’t say a word to any of them. All I did was walk, trek, trudge— all of them. And this made us go faster.At the pace we were going, I calculated that we might actually get to the Palace in a day— or not. After some hours of my ignorance and my fast traveling, they stopped me.By they, I mean the democratic bunch— Feryt, Clord, and Gordius. Feryt was their leader or representative this time around and she crept before me to prevent me from moving forward.I scowled at her when she suddenly appeared before me. “Ciril, we need to talk.” She told me. I shifted to the side and slipped past her, continuing onwards but then she was stubborn so that she trailed after me and blocked my trail again.“Ciril, stop! Just stop and listen, okay?!” She said with a stern tone and was immediately joined by Gordius on her right and Clord on her left. As usual, Gordius was annoyingly confident with his old face while Clord looked frightened by me but then the