Dolores… I wanted to ask who remembers her, but I realize y’all can’t possibly forget her. There was a bit of calmness in this chapter but now… See yA!
{Ciril’s POV}[ ~ Day Eight ~ ]I panicked so badly that it was visible even though I was trying to hide it. My scowl was broken. Taka opened up the cell cage with extra satisfaction now and then he dragged me out using my dress as his anchor.I followed him obediently so that he wouldn’t tear my dress and then when I got outside the cell, the anchor was switched so that my hair became the new anchor.You should know Ivanka had taken charge.She likes to pull me by my hair so I knew she would grab hold of my hair but what I didn’t know was that it would hurt so much. And then I realized that it was because my hair was much shorter now— thanks to Abasha, so Ivanka’s grip was closer to my skull now, hence tighter. I winced in pain as Ivanka led the way, pulling me with her strong grip on my hair. Tears glossed up my eyes in that moment, but they weren’t tears of pain. They were tears of fear. I dreaded meeting Dolores. Before the Palace and all its torturous entities, there was Dol
{Ciril’s POV}[ ~ Day Nine ~ ]Suicide. I was really considering it now…So many bad things were happening. It had been happening only to me and I was cool with that but now it’s beginning to affect the people I care about. The Hencher Mistress and Clord. They were suffering because of me…I was wretched to the extent that my wretchedness was spreading to those around me. I was miserable to the extent that my misery was contagious and now, because of my jinxing self, Dolores was now the Hencher Mistress and Clord was out in the wild of the Reigns, struggling to stay alive.— if he’s not already dead.I was tortured by Dolores yesterday, but all the things she had done to me didn’t hurt more than the fact that the Hencher Mistress and Clord had met an ill fate because of me— and Dolores had done a lot to me. The Hencher Mistress had lost her title, her esteem, her deference, and her respect and was now a fucking slave because of me!I hated myself… and this was why committing suicide
{Ciril’s POV}[ ~ Night Time ~ ]I had gone from being a living being to being a prop. Today, the Alpha Queen had revealed that to me and there was no argument whatsoever that could prove her wrong.I no longer own my life. The Royals and the people owned me now as that had been proven to me today.There I was, naked and tied to the wooden post for their fancy. They threw fruits at me… and then they threw stones. They were so entertained that heavy stones didn’t seem heavy to them anymore, and this led to them almost killing me with it. They would have bashed my body open with those rocks if he hadn’t stepped in and stopped them on time.I’m talking about Prince Landon. He had strictly instructed them not to throw rocks or any hard objects at me and I was supposed to show him gratitude.But gratitude my foot!I had scowled at him instead. With tears in my eyes and the aggrieved expression on my face, I showed him I hated him for I knew that his attempt to stop them from stoning me t
{Ciril’s POV}[ ~ Night Time ~ ]I scowled at her.I wanted to break through the camel cages and lung at her to peel her skin right off her face, but I climbed down the shabby stool and strolled closer to her instead.Her saving grace were the bars of metal between us.I clenched my fists. “Hear you out?” I repeated in disbelief. I didn’t believe she had said those words right to my face.She was still sobbing and crying before me and this made me crazily angry. My former expression of gloom was taken away and was replaced by rage now and I could only use it to yell.“I said get out, you Punic wretch!” I yelled again. “Leave me alone!” I voiced and she closed her eyes as more tears poured out of them.I backed away a bit now as I took in her expression and then I spun around and roamed my gaze round the room in search of any item I could use to hit, shove, or stab her. I hated the fact that she thought she could use her tears to entice me.I didn’t see any hard objects now. I only saw
{Ciril’s POV}[ ~ Day Ten ~ ]I didn’t kill myself.For some reason, I hadn’t felt like doing it anymore after Anika’s narration but it didn’t mean I didn’t feel wretched. It didn’t mean I wasn’t still emotionally broken. And as for Anika, I had sent her away— After I had heard her narration, I had still sent her away. She had wanted me to forgive her but I just couldn’t. I was still very angry at her. I still felt like I hated her. Story or no story, she had landed me in this predicament, and even though it wasn’t her intention, I was still very mad at her. I don’t think I’ll be able to forgive her.“I’ll go and tell Prince Landon the truth.” She had said before she left and even though it had sounded like a relief, I didn’t feel relieved.I didn’t feel relieved because I knew she wasn’t going to achieve anything with that plan of hers. Ivanka was the one involved in this cascade of torture so I knew Anika’s attempt would be a vain one. But then I didn’t stop her. I didn’t care i
{Ciril’s POV}[ ~ Day Thirteen ~ ]Morning came and met me in my foul mood.I hadn’t slept.I hadn’t slept because I couldn’t do so with all the hate I was now carrying in my heart.I still wondered if the Hencher Mistress was okay but then I wasn’t sad about it anymore. Every sadness I felt was being translated into anger and resentment… and I didn’t mind. I was seated on the floor now and glaring in the direction the vile bunch would come from. I wanted them to come and get today’s torture over with so I was somewhat anticipating them, but then I didn’t see them for several moments. Soon my attention was diverted from waiting for them to looking at my body.— Some of my wounds were healing and I had scars forming now. I could see scars of random I’s, R’s, and S’s.. which stood for Ivanka, Ruika, and Sam— Dolores’ children.She had scourged me with these marks and wounds the other day as her own form of punishment and now, the wounds were healing and turning into a reminder that th
{Ciril’s POV}[ ~ Day Thirteen ~ ]“I need you to eat because you’re going to need your strength for tomorrow…”What do you mean?What is happening tomorrow?These were the questions I had asked Princess Anne following her weird statement… and these were the questions she had ignored. She had left me without attempting to answer any of them but then had also left me with a confusing line as usual. “You will either lose your life or someone else’s...” She had said as she left and I had stared at her until she was out of sight.I didn’t bother to ask her what she meant by that sentence because it didn’t matter to me. I was going to die tomorrow and be free of this world and its tortures so I didn’t have anything to do with her and her fatefully confusing words anymore.I was only grateful for the food— I was really grateful. The food had been the best thing that had happened to me since all these torture episodes started and I was thankful that Princess Anne’s crazy mind had led her to
Ciril’s POV}The Hencher Mistress has cleaned my wounds and helped me clean the vast floor of the Hall just like she had said she would.She had to run away into hiding a couple of times to evade the guards who had come to check up on me but then she had helped me, not leaving until what was left was a small portion to clean.I didn’t understand.I didn’t understand why she cared so much about me. I had asked her why but then her reason hadn’t done justice to how she acted towards me.I’m lovable?Lovable my foot! I’m miserable. I’m miserable to the max and yet she still cares so much about me. I really didn’t understand how or why. She was gone now and I was wrapping up— cleaning the remaining portion of the ground. She had told me that Anika had been seen being seized and taken away by some warriors earlier and so I was thinking about that now.Anika had said she would try to reveal the truth about everything that had happened in the Dinner hall that day and I had mentally doubted
{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