LOGINA thin plume of steam rose from the cooling Earl Grey tea, drifting over the table. The main boardroom of the Valthorne Grand Duchy was in use once again this morning.
At the far end of the long table, Kaelus sat perfectly upright, cloaked in his black-furred Grand Ducal robe. His crimson eyes stared unblinkingly at the stamped scroll unfurled in the center of the table.
"So, the Emperor wants me to release the Duke?"
The old advisor present in the room cleared his
Within Derrick’s completely broken mind, there was no sight more breathtaking than looking at Roselyn lying submissively upon the bed.His delusional psyche truly believed that forcing a paralyzing drug down his beloved's throat wasn't an act of coercion, but rather a manifestation of pure love.As long as they were together, the man had absolutely no issue with carrying Roselyn wherever they needed to go."Are you awake, Rose?"The soft whisper brushed against Roselyn’s temple, followed by the warm touch of his fingers gently combing through her loose hair with the utmost care.Roselyn opened her eyes slowly. Before her, Derrick was already kneeling at the edge of the bed. He reached for a cup containing tea laced with the sedative, blowing on it gently before offering it to the Vogard princess."The snow is getting heavier outside," Derrick said, a soft smile gracing his lips. "Drink a little of this, alright? Your headac
The thundering hooves of the Valthorne and Odiley forces ground to an abrupt halt at a major crossroads, exactly half a day's ride after leaving the Capital gates.Standing directly in their path, a small detachment bearing the golden eagle crest blocked the road like a wall of shields."Grand Duke Valthorne." The leader of the detachment—an Imperial Marshal draped in a deep crimson cloak—offered a formal nod, not making the slightest move to dismount.His gaze carried a condescending look, typical of a watchdog acting grand simply because he carried the ruler's decree. "His Imperial Majesty commands you to return to the palace immediately.""I don't have time for this.""Forgive me, Grand Duke, but this isn
The first snow of the season began to blanket Lancaster just as Derrick’s carriage was getting ready to push toward Raipherze.Roselyn watched the scene unfold through a tiny parting in the curtains. Delicate white flakes drifted lazily from the sky, dusting the cobblestone road they were traveling on."The snow always hits this place earlier than the Capital," Derrick murmured, gently adjusting the hood of Roselyn’s cloak to keep the chill away. "My mother used to say the first snow is a good omen. A clean slate."Roselyn didn't say a word. The lingering numbness from the afternoon's drug still had her tongue tied. She could only stare blankly at every passing landmark she caught a glimpse of, desperately tracing a mental map for an escape route in her mind."How... much longer until we arrive at Raipherze?" Her voice came out clearer than she expected, catching her off guard.Derrick snapped his head around, pulling her a little closer into his embrace. "You're finally talking to m
Roselyn opened her eyes, and for a fleeting moment, she thought she was still trapped in a dream. The ceiling above was a pale cream, and a flickering candlelight danced softly at the edge of her vision.However, when she tried to curl her pinky finger, her body entirely refused to obey the command.‘What's happening to me?’ she muttered in her mind, unable to make a sound.The daughter of House Vogard could still feel the chill of the room. Though her movements were severely restricted, her eyes could still dart around.A small, greenish vial lay on the nightstand, half its contents spilled onto a cloth that was still damp beside the bed."Are you awake, Rose?"The voice echoed from a corner of the room, followed by the steady sound of approaching footsteps.Derrick sat down at the edge of the bed, staring at her with a look of relief tangled with deep anxiety."Don't be afraid. The effects are just temporary. You can hear me, right?" He gently stroked Roselyn's brown hair. “I make y
A sword blade swung directly for Kaelus’s neck before his boots could even firmly plant themselves on the D'Arest grounds.He ducked in a fraction of a second, feeling the sharp gust of wind whistle right over his silver hair. Seizing his attacker's wrist, he twisted it brutally and slammed the man onto the dirt.The hearts of the remaining guards shattered instantly."Don't let them step a foot inside!" the captain bellowed, his voice straining against the clash of steel that had already erupted.Three D'Arest knights charged at once. Kaelus drew his blade just as a spearhead tore through his cloak.His blade spun in a tight arc, parrying two consecutive strikes, before slamming hard against his opponent's hilt to send the weapon flying.Behind him, the Odiley and Valthorne knights surged forward, blades locking in a frenzy. Shouts and the frantic neighing of horses tangled into a chaotic roar, heavy with dust and ragged breathing."Hold your ground!" Kaelus kicked the last opponent w
The borders of the Hera Empire were slick with the remnants of last night's torrential rain.Kaelus Valthorne did not reduce his speed for even a fraction of a second as he thundered through the stone arches marking the imperial territory.The steeds carrying the twenty Odiley royal guards and his nine Valthorne knights galloped fiercely in his wake, mud spraying aggressively from hooves that had been pushed without mercy since the earliest hours of dawn."Grand Duke, the path leading directly to the D’Arest Duchy lies to the north," one of his knights hollered as they approached a fork in the road."We are bypassing the standard route.""Then—""We will cut dire
An invitation to an imperial palace gala was something anyone would normally celebrate. However, it brought no joy to the northern couple.They merely skimmed through the letter before letting it fall carelessly onto th
The sun rose over the northern horizon, heavily shrouded by thick, gray clouds that carried an icy chill.The dim light of dawn slowly pierced through the crevices of the windows at Valthorne Castle.
Eden’s footsteps echoed along the hallway, while the maid beside him was still sobbing. Her shoulders heaved up and down, shaken by the lingering terror that had nearly taken her breath away.In Eden’s
Vivianne was not taken back to her luxurious chambers in the main building of Castle Valthorne. Her steps were dragged toward a small, isolated pavilion at the furthest corner of the castle grounds—a place nearly forgotten by the other inhabitants.







