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
When the guard returned, she wanted to shout at him for wasting more time than she expected, but she kept her cool and made her way to Arthur's chamber. She opened the door to see him sleeping. "I should take that charm; there is no need to come in," she said and carefully closed the door. She made the decision to talk to the guard as she walked by Luna's room. “Will I have you as a friend? I do not have any." At the very least, he nodded in order to receive three squares of food instead of his regular one. She whispered to him, "Then, you will have to keep something for me." She knew in her heart that Elora had spent time in Luna's chamber and would soon go, but even if she was caught, she had to steal the charm. Now that the guard has joined her, she slips inside Elora's chamber and starts looking for the charm. After about two minutes, she discovered it in her clothes drawer. "Her father is now giving it to her, after Luna first gave her to add to his dinner. Is this poison mean
Three days after being placed inside the cell, she received a visit from the guard to whom she had given the charm. When the guard woke her up, she realized he was holding the charm. Without him, they would have recognized she was hiding something, and because Elora's father donated the charm, he might have used it against her. "I overheard a talk about you being deposed from Luna's chamber, so I slipped in here to offer you this and notify you. What are you going to do?” The guard informed. “Alpha King will also arrive soon.” She licked her lips. “Deposed? Was it that bad?” She accepted the charm from the guard with a grin, gave it some thought, and then shook her head. "You should rescue me from this situation since I sacrificed my life to acquire you.” She stared at the container with the charm inside, thinking, "This is not the main reason I came here.” She touched the guard's shoulder. "I detect his presence, therefore you need to go so he does not think differently. I will pay
"Get her out!" the top guard yelled. At that command, Freya got up from where she was sitting on the floor. She has been in the dungeon for ten days now, and she is certain that Luna and her allies previously prepared everything. She was brought to the palace hall and made to kneel in front of the King and the other guests. She was scanning her surroundings when she noticed Elora grinning at her. “Is she really so excited about my removal? Unfortunately, I will utilize her first.” She averted her gaze, attempting to develop a plan for her next move. She can not leave the palace without accomplishing her goal, and if she does, Elora will be able to reveal her schemes, which will make things more difficult for her. She raised her head at the chief minister's approaching footsteps. The old man turned to face her, triumphant expression on his face. "Never! You are unable to prevail twice.” Her hand tightened as she thought. “The acting Luna will be removed from her position today fo