登入ABEL EVERHART'S POV I expected some hesitance from our enemies, but they obey her command like little children. Everyone falls to their knees like they have no thoughts of their own. It was one of the crown's most incredible powers. That it's wearer has control over both human and werewolf minds. Her command becomes their will. I am the only one left standing in the entire stadium. The crown's powers doesn't affect me. "You're immune to the crown's powers. I am envious," Cara says while on her knees."Sorry, but it could be worse. At least it's the right person wears it," I reply. She might not agree with me, but only through Queen Rowena's genius plan could the crown be acquired from wherever it was hidden. And we have done it without losing any of her Majesty's men. She is now the the queeen above all alpha Kings, the empress who shall rule every land and mind. This Palace finally feels like a home. And it will be even better when my mother returns."Hail the mighty Empress!" on
ABEL EVERHART'S POV The crowd applauds as her Majesty rises from her seat, but there are some gazing elsewhere, at the main Palace. Then they start pointing. I see it too. There is thick, dark smoke coming out of a window on the third floor. Then the window lights up from flames coming from the inside."Your Majesty . . . your chambers are on fire!" King Elon's assistant suddenly exclaim, pointing at the glowing flames.King Elon's face wrinkles in rage, and his concubines dramatically gasp in shock. He had lots of precious items in there, especially his whips. It is also a shame for this to be happening on this day, at the very moment he is about to wear the great crown. "That is no accident. Someone light the fire to ruin this day. Send your best knights!" her Majesty says to him. It's her trick. The fire didn't light itself. And only her men would dare do such a thing in this Palace. King Elon's strongest guards doesn't wait for his orders as they do as her Majesty said, rush
ABEL EVERHART'S POVThe wicked concubines are enjoying their task of keeping the former Royals moving fast behind their master who goal was to humiliate them further than he has already. They must have been fed first because Tedmond could even crawl so fast in the state he was in yesterday. Their situation is worse than death, yet just like us humans they are desperately clinging to life. I do not regret turning a cold shoulder to the former Queen's cries for help yesterday in the slave dungeons. The embarrassing abuse is nothing they do not deserve. "This is kind of entertaining. A doubt it was King Elon's idea," Cara says. "He can be creative when it comes to ways of hurting his slaves. You will be surprised," I tell. I hate the way he stares at her, like everyone else, sometimes even missing steps. The procession make it to thrones where King Elon and her Majesty take their seats amid loud cheers from the crowd. The three Royal slaves are dragged aside by the concubines who ma
ABEL EVERHART'S POV"Tell me about your mother. What kind of person was she?" her Majesty asks after settling back by my side. "I hear she was more popular than the king amongst the people of your father's kingdom when she was Queen.""I wouldn't know about her popularity. I was barely five when they banished her. But I do know that she had a good heart, kind to everyone. She didn't desire much, only what was necessary. Her husband hated her simplicity and her habit of giving away too much. He thought she would make his great bloodline poor," I tell. I wouldn't miss her so much if she was anything less than what I have described. She was a rare being, just like the woman by my side. She may not have been badass, full of attractive danger, but she must have been known for her good heart which is rare amongst Royals. "Was she irresistibly beautiful too?" her Majesty asks. "You clearly didn't get your looks from your ugly father." My father wasn't exactly ugly, he wasn't good-looking
ABEL EVERHART'S POVThe door creaks open after I have waited hours for her Majesty's return and finally given up and got in bed. There was much to be prepared for tomorrow's ceremony. King Elon would not have risked setting it further. He wanted to be the emperor as soon as possible. He also wanted a grand ceremony for everyone to witness his crowning. I imagine he needed her Majesty's presence throughout today to feel assured that tomorrow will be as perfect as he desires. Her Majesty's men are in the other room, whispering tales, jokes and stifling laughter. I could not join because of the obvious reasons. I am a human slave and their tales and jokes must be about war, their common skill. Not to mention that someone needed to be in this room in case a servant stumbles into this chambers unexpectedly.After running out of things to do I put off the lights and just decided to rest. Somehow I am too anxious to fall asleep however. My mind is active with thoughts of what might happen
ABEL EVERHART'S POV"Hey, get up!" the guard shouts at the slave. It takes the tortured human several seconds to lift his head and look at us. It's Cassius, my closest friend. The man who thought that I would end all their suffering if the great crown chose me. He looks like he hasn't eaten for weeks despite being tortured. He has grown twenty years older in a few days. I feel guilt for leaving him. For being comfortably in a better place while his situation worsened."Abel!" he exclaims in dry voice. "Cassius, can you come closer?" I ask. He crawls on his hands and knees, still seeming pained by the slightest movement. His limbs shake from lack of strength. "King Elon's new concubines put needles in the flesh of his butt and feet. He cannot sit, lay on his back or stand" the guard tells. "There has also been lesser food for the slaves lately. Your friend hasn't eaten for the last few days," the guard tells. Sounds like he is dying. King Elon's concubines are allowed to torture







