This monster growled and snapped its mouth towards Solene. Serrated teeth as sharp as any butcher’s knife flashed before her. Its stem-like hands created small cracks on the floor as it crouched down and readied itself for an attack.
Solene was stunned on the spot. She pressed herself against the hardwood door and fought the urge to scream. This was Lady Ursula’s chamber but why was there a monster inside? Where was she?
Her thoughts entertained many questions, all of which only the old woman could answer, unfortunately.
Another growl reached her ears and with this, she tightly shut her eyes. Her thoughts lingered on Henri and that maybe he’d save her again, but no... No! She immediately shook her head. She wasn’t going to be some useless damsel-in-distress. She was going to be her own knight!
Then, something sparked within her.
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“The shipwreck caused a great flood of souls into the gates, Your Highness. The grim reapers were overwhelmed. If they hadn’t sought your help, the sorting of souls would have been compromised. It was an unpre—”“Stop,” Henri abruptly said forcing his secretary to pause and look up at him across the mahogany table.There were stacks of papers and record books spread in front of them, a result of their earlier business meeting. Henri had been super patient this whole time while Mr. Reynold reported what he missed during the honeymoon and what caused his sudden return to Sattus, but when he suddenly felt a break in space and an entrance of a monstrous being inside the estate, he couldn’t help but stop his secretary.“Your Highness?” Mr. Reynold gulped as he watched the master’s attention diverted elsewhere, “You...you want me—”
Fifteen Years Ago“This conjurer had the craziest request before he died,” the dark blue-haired grim reaper stated as he sat on a comfy couch inside a room. His elbows perched on the headrest and his head did the same; his boots hit the top of the coffee table as he folded his legs; allowing himself to get lost on the quick but well-deserved break from a tiresome day. Yes, he was fresh from a special mission; fresh from guiding a particular soul into the Afterlife when he decided to visit the Rantzen Estate.Swirls of pale blue, violet, and platinum white overtook his thoughts as he closed his eyes. These colors had left a mark on him and even more so, the owner—a child who had both unsettled and intrigued him.“A conjurer?” a woman of rust-colored hair asked, stopping from knitting and tossing him a curious look through the flickering light of the fireplace near her. “I thought Ursula
Henri waited for her to answer, wondering how she would react. Although already married and had been sharing a bed more than once, he was aware she was still figuring out her feelings for him.He wanted to give her space and time, but since those three deadly words had been freed from his mouth, there was no backing out now.After a full minute, she didn’t reply, much less move and this informed him of the real situation he was in: his wife had actually fallen asleep and she definitely didn’t hear him say those words.Because of this, Henri felt relieved. Maybe then when the right time comes he’ll confess again and tell her just how much he meant to her.After brushing a rogue strand of hair off of her face, he observed her again and recalled the day when he decided to be her betrothed. He started spying on her and protecting her from the entities she couldn’t yet see. Solene
A knock on the door made Henri pause from writing and stare across the room. Even just this alone he knew already who visited him.The door opened and in came Lady Ursula holding a cane instead of a staff. Henri arched a brow at this change of her appearance. Normally, she’d use her staff as just a prop or none at all. She never used a cane ever since.Lady Ursula, who saw the silent question in his eyes, merely flipped her hand in the air and scoffed.“No need to comment. My arthritis is acting up.”Henri held back a chuckle.“Then you don’t need to personally come here and inform me about Solene’s current whereabouts. I know she’s inside your ‘training grounds,’ Ursula.”The latter grinned at this. “Nothing escapes your notice, Henri.”“I would h
“I heard you gave Cassandra a good beating,” Lady Ursula pointed out, her wrinkly eyes directed at Solene who sat on a couch in the living room like an obedient student would. The former was on the threshold, holding her cane whilst standing one foot forward. It had been two days after the incident yet it was still fresh in Solene’s mind, poking her ego but just like last time, it didn’t make her feel guilty.“I have no choice,” Solene stated, “I needed to explain my side too. She had a point and I truly feel sorry for it, but that doesn’t mean she had to condemn me all the way.”“Good stand, Mistress,” Lady Ursula nodded. She moved from the threshold to the sole window of the room in awkward steps and continued, “It seems your recent argument with her leads us to our next lesson this morning.”“And what is that, Lady Ursula?” Solen
“Milady, you should get some rest, it’s been four days straight that you haven’t had enough sleep. You aren’t even eating that much. I’m worried for you.”Anklet, feeling thoroughly concerned, watched as Solene attempted to cast a spell for the seven-hundred tenth time. Notes scribbled in haste lay haphazardly on the mattress around her. On the bedside table, two glass pitchers were emptied out hinting she was drinking water, but the half-eaten to even fully contained bowls and plates of food on the tray told a different story. She also looked tired and disheveled with her dress two days old.Solene groaned as another failure hit her. The Spell of Creation came out weak. The pot of sunflower seeds in front of her never grew or even show one bit of reaction.This spell would have been easy for her like its predecessors she had successfully cast. There was just a catch thou
THIS BOOK IS OWNED BY JMFELIC AND IS COPYRIGHTED BY THE GOVERNMENT OF THE PHILIPPINES. ANY INFRINGERS WILL BE DEALT WITH ACCORDINGLY. THE AUTHOR HAS GIVEN GOODNOVEL AUTHORIZATION TO POST THIS WORK IN THEIR APP.***Henri and Hein glanced at each other, their heads processing the same thoughts. They could sense the anger bubbling just beneath their wife’s skin as well as the immense power her father had locked up. Provoking her further—even unintentionally—would prove to be fatal to them so they both reached the same conclusion.“Rather than explaining, let us show you, Solene,” Henri stated whilst moving closer to her.Solene clenched her hands and stepped back, preferring no skin contact with any of them for the time being, but before she knew it, she felt someone’s arms wrapping around her.It was the other Henri, or Hein...or damn it, just h
Trigger warning on this chapter. Please skip if you are NOT into such things.***“Ah....ahhh!” Solene’s erotic voice had been the only sound inside the room for several minutes already.Henri, true to his word, started exploring her body: untying her bathrobe, touching her everywhere, leaving a trail of kisses on every curve of her body, and marking her skin using the low-dose electricity on his fingertips.To Solene, it felt like he was renewing his love for her. He had been a great lover before the revelation, but he was even better now with the secret out—or maybe it was just her thoughts running wild.But she couldn’t help herself. After seeing two Henris and seeing them mold into one body, her mind just couldn’t stop.Where his fingertips roamed, it left a zing inside Solene—a sens