It was six in the morning. Around two hours later since her last interaction with Selena. Echo was still sleeping but she got the food from the kitchen. She ate a little, the rest brought inside the room and kept in a corner of the bed. So that Echo can have it when she wakes up. Her little girl knows how to take care of herself when her mommy isn't around. Faith quickly got inside the awful dress before Echo could wake up and see her in that dress. She quickly and quietly came outside and Lucy was already waiting for her outside with her usual grumpy face. "Follow me." Lucy said and Faith nodded at her without saying another word. She silently followed her outside the palace through the backdoor. They walked through the jungle behind a little before they came across a big dark building. It was giving her creepy vibes. "That's your place of work. Clean all the toilets in there today. Help yourself. I am off now." Lucy spat at her before turning around to leave without letting her
"Di...did you kill them...?" Faith asked, her voice trembling as she struggled to catch her breath, still recovering from the near panic attack she had just experienced.Faith's heart pounded in her chest, its rhythm echoing the residual fear that lingered from the harrowing ordeal she had just endured. Gasping for air, she struggled to regain control over her trembling body. The man who had emerged as her savior stood by her side, a pillar of strength in the midst of chaos. His presence alone provided a much-needed respite from the overwhelming terror that had threatened to consume her.As she caught her breath, Faith dared to glance at her surroundings, her eyes still haunted by the images of violence and danger that seemed to lurk in every shadow. The man remained silent, his unwavering gaze fixed upon her. She felt a surge of anticipation, desperately hoping for a response to her burning question.The man, her savior, had pulled her out of that small hellish situation and into the
As the sun's gentle rays filtered through the leaves, casting a warm glow upon the surroundings, Faith found herself immersed in the thoughts of what happened a few minutes ago. Her gaze fixed downwards, she mumbled self assurance softly to herself, her thoughts consumed by the impending conversation she needed to have.Interrupting her solitude, Steven appeared, his brow furrowed with confusion as he observed Faith's nervous demeanor. Sensing her unease, he offered to talk right then and there, perplexed as to why she seemed so hesitant and he had many questions as well. "Faith, I have a lot of questions. Could you please answer them?" Steven asked slowly, not wanting to startle her. Shifting her gaze from the ground to meet his eyes, Faith felt a mixture of gratitude and vulnerability. Her voice trembled slightly as she replied, "No... I can't talk now. But... but I do need to talk to you. You're the first good person I've encountered since I arrived here." Her words were laced wi
"Steven, my little boy!" "Steve, you are back from the trip!" The king and queen exclaimed in happiness as soon as they saw their youngest son getting inside the living room. They were having their morning tea. Steven had gone on a patrolling mission around their border for a week and he had just returned this morning. Steven was the youngest and most loving son of theirs. They pamper them more than they do to Kendrick. Kendrick doesn't mind because he loves his younger brother as well. "Good morning, father. Good morning, mother. Could I please talk to you both later? I am in a hurry." Steven said in a blank tone as he continued to walk toward the stairs after stopping to bow at them a little. He didn't even look at them properly. "You just returned from a very long and tiring journey. What are you in a hurry for?" The king stopped him and asked with a frown. Steven stopped after hearing him as well and turned around to look at him. The look of annoyance and displeasure were clea
"Hello, Steven. It's nice to see you after so long," Selena said, her voice dripping with false warmth as she entered the room uninvited. She held herself with an air of entitlement, her every movement exuding confidence. The unpredictable reaction of the brothers intrigued her, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips."Hello, Selena. I wish I could say the same about you," Steven retorted, his displeasure evident in his tone. He and Selena had never been on good terms since childhood, their relationship marred by rivalry and animosity. Growing up as friends, the connection between their families had thrust them into each other's lives, but their conflicting personalities had kept them at odds.But after what she did to Faith, she has been marked as a red card to his enmity list. He cannot tolerate evil souls. He didn't know what was going on in his brother's head, he needed to talk to him as soon as possible before he lost his temper."Why are you being so grumpy early in the morn
"John! Please come quickly! Our dear son is starting to regain consciousness," Lina, Jackson's mother, urgently called out upon noticing faint movements in her son's body.Jackson had been trapped in the clutches of unconsciousness for the past agonizing days. Kendrick, in his merciless act of brutality, had not only beaten him to the edge of death but also administered a concoction of potent medicines that left Jackson weak and feeble. The road to recovery had been an arduous one, spanning almost three grueling days."Jackson, my boy! Can you hear me?" John's voice brimmed with a mixture of relief and concern as he rushed into the room, his face marked with the weight of worry."John, we must summon the doctor immediately!" Lina's voice quivered with a blend of anxiousness and hope, fully aware of the critical nature of their son's condition. John nodded in comprehension, fully understanding the urgency of the situation, and hastened to make the necessary arrangements."Doctor! Nurse!
The sun began its descent, casting a warm golden hue across the quiet neighborhood. The door creaked open, revealing a tired and weary Faith stepping into her humble abode. The weight of the day seemed to press upon her slender shoulders, the lines of exhaustion etched deeply into her face. She had endured a long and arduous day in cleaning the complete training building. Her footsteps, slow and deliberate, echoed through the narrow hallway as she made her way towards the room where her little daughter, Echo, awaited her return. Faith closed the door gently behind her, the click resonating throughout the silent room. She let out a heavy sigh, releasing the pent-up tension that had accumulated within her. As Faith approached the room, she could hear the faint sounds of soft weeping, punctuated by tiny sniffles. A heaviness settled in her chest as she recognized the familiar sound of her daughter's sadness. Faith's pace quickened, her concerns growing, and she gently pushed open the do
The dimly lit corridor was lined with antique paintings and ornate, dusty furniture, creating an atmosphere of mystery and intrigue. The sound of Kendrick's footsteps echoed loudly against the polished marble floor, accentuating his frustration. His furrowed brow and clenched fists revealed his seething anger as he stormed ahead, completely ignoring Faith's desperate calls from behind."King, please, wait! Please listen to me!"Her voice filled with concern and desperation, called out to him. But her pleas fell on deaf ears as he stubbornly kept on walking, taking long strides. She has already lost him in the pile of corridors. She couldn't match his speed.He has already mind linked to his special guards to bring those bastards in this dungeon which is specially designed for torturing low lives. Soon a concealed doorway appeared among the myriad of paintings. As he turned a corner, his steps led him right into this hidden passage. The door swung open silently, revealing a secret hall