Luna's arrival cut short the conversation Freya was holding with Alpha Arthur. Before bending to meet her, she fixed the woman with her gaze and pretended to smile. "Greetings, Your Highness,” she patted Arthur on the back. "I need to get some rest; we can talk later." "Why are you going right now, right after I showed up? Continue what you were saying?” Luna approached. They took a peek at themselves. "Mother, would you like to hear what we spoke about?" Arthur inquired. She winked. "Are you concealing anything from us?" she said, gulping and turning to face Freya. "Where did you and him go today? I searched for the both of you but none of the servants knew your whereabouts.” “Ummm! We took a walk outside the palace. That's all.” Freya responded, attempting to avoid suspicion. Luna nodded. “I see, you went on a walk with him as the acting Luna right?” She nodded again, smiling shyly, knowing full well that she was searching for something to turn against her. "I shall be inside
Watching Freya dump the dinner on the floor, Elora stepped closer and lifted her hand to strike her, but she restrained it. “Didn't I warn you not to try this? Are you going nuts?” she pushed her backward. "Fine, I will prepare another supper for you; just think of me as a lifesaver," she continued, preparing to depart when Arthur drew her back. She swallowed saliva, knowing that he was so incensed that his eyes had become golden-orange. “What has come over you? I mean, who do you think you are?” His voice reverberated across the room. She glanced around. She really despises it when he asks her such a question. How would she explain to him that she is an assassin seeking vengeance? "As I said, consider me a lifesaver." “That's rubbish!” he yelled, pulling her arm backward. “Do you know how long it took to prepare this meal that you spilled? And you want me to wait this long before you prepare another one in the name of being the acting Luna, right?" Freya tightened her teeth. At t
She did not say anything to Arthur until she had finished cooking, and he stopped asking after that since he thought she was uncomfortable with the questions. To keep the secret about herself hidden, Freya decided that becoming silent would be the best course of action. As she prepared to depart after serving him the lunch, he gave her the command to sit and observe him as it was her duty. "What? I can not sit and do nothing." With a grin, she said. "I am coming..." She went outside and came back holding a spoon. His expression twisted. "What are you planning to do?" "Obviously, eat with you. You expect me to lick my lips and watch you eat in front of me? It is impossible!" She sat down and joined him. Having tried to think of something to say to her, he was at a loss for words, so he chose to let it go and feel free instead. "You should not behave in such a manner; moreover, we had a meal at the…” "Shhhhhh!" he interrupted her. That is something no one should know and should re
She considered returning to the palace a few minutes after Flarry left her, but she mustered the resolve to face the assassin first. She walked away, toward the mountain. Nobody was there when she arrived. She decided to return to the palace before it was too late after looking about but finding no one. However, as soon as she took a step forward, a massive arm grabbed her neck from behind. Since that was the simplest method for an assassin to murder, she was prepared for it. The goal is to first catch the victim off guard, and then to grab them in a challenging position so they are unable to protect themselves. She raised her eyebrows to look into his face, but she felt uncomfortable, so she tapped her elbow on his side, hoping to bruise his ribs and cause instability. Her sword was already glistening on his neck as she turned. "Who are you precisely, and what does it imply that you shielded me with that?" One could wonder what was wrong with her because of the calmness in her voi
Freya entered the palace and slipped into her room, where she put on another mask before proceeding to Arthur's room. "It is better to murder you and lose everything than to be revealed and lose everything without killing you," she reasoned, standing in front of the nude Alpha. She adjusted her mask. What was she seeing? Is he undressed? Is it true or her eyes are fooling her? She remembered the time they spent in the pub, getting drunk and getting physical with one other. She could not remember what his d^ck looked like since she was inebriated, and here she is standing in front of him. "If he only knew it was me." She was licking her lips. Arthur took off his cloak and put it on, "I do not do what you suppose with men, so fight me as normal and depart. I wonder when you plan to cease visiting this place. You know, you ought to be penalized for being homosexual as well.” She swallowed. This is the biggest temptation. Not that! She is suddenly fixated on his d*ck and is unable to d
Freya was flanked by two guards as she stood in front of Luna and her Alpha, Arthur's father. Luna has asked this question three times now, and she still has not found the answer. This is not surprising given how fixated her thoughts are on the assassin—she can not let him die while there is still so much she does not know. "This is the fourth and final time I will ask this question. So, where did you go last night?" Luna probed her. She coughed and cleared her throat. "When Arthur gets back safely, I will respond to your question. He left after the assassin who visited him last night; I am still worried about his fate." She bowed to them. "I hope you can understand what I mean." "No one here can really relate to you." Luna got to her feet. "It does not matter if Arthur comes back; since he became King, he is already developing his independence." "Are you saying he is not your son? Which mother does not care about her child's whereabouts?" Freya lashed out at her. She is starting t
The sight of the assassins drawing nearer to Arthur startled him. He thought back to Freya's warnings about the dangers of the outdoors, but he forced himself to ignore the thought of how she might have known. Whatever their number and strength, he would not stand by and let them assault him. He grabbed his sword from the ground and forced himself to stand. Unbelievably, though, he has now learned that the assassin who pays him regular visits is also the one who saved him. Is his goal to murder him or form an alliance with him? Was he supposed to murder him but was unable to do so? Who is he, exactly? For an assassin to be sent after his life yet hesitate to murder suggests one thing: the assassin knows him and may wish to work with him... or not. He stayed vigilant, watching the assassins approach him slowly, but deep down, he was terrified because there were so many. How will he conquer all of them while remaining safe? Freya was standing observing the other assassins' movements
Elora went magnificently into Luna's chamber, as Luna had requested, and bowed before her before taking a seat on the sofa. She spoke to Luna, who was consuming the fruits that had been brought to her, "The maid informed me that you had sent me over here." She gave a nod. "I gave you a call because of Freya, that woman. You saw her make threats against me, and I would not want that to occur. We need to figure this out because I detest it when someone is my weak point.” She moved the table to one side. "How should I handle her?” Her tone conveyed her meanness as she inquired, "What is it that would send her behind bars?" She was not finished yet. "It will not be difficult to handle Arthur if Freya moves out of my way. I have noticed that he is no longer listening to me and is in her shadow." Shaking her head, Elora did not give a damn where or how Arthur ended up since she was not into him either. All she wants is to make sure she reaches her goal before it gets heated, but since Fre