LOGINHi readers.I would like to thank you all for joining me on this epic journey and making it worthwhile.But this is not the end!Are you ready?Drums rolling... 🥁 🥁 🥁 "Royal Blood 2" will be out on the 1st of April, 2026, and will be available on...GoodNovel and Dreames.I am really excited to brings this news to you.Do not miss the epic showdown and more remarkable adventures to come.SNEAK PEEK! Chapter...A Fire into the night.It had started as a single candlelight.A little flame meant for a lone candle that had existed there all this while… and then came the fire.It has caught on to the curtains and then the bedsheets, circling around the room. It spread widely, consuming everything in its path.A maid, now a shadow of her former self, caught sight of the smoke curling from underneath the door.It was the same maid who had been appointed over that room.It was quite inquisitive why she was at that particular side of the castle at night, a place where no one dared to step
Joya was seated close to the hearth of the fire; its warm radiation chased away the cold she had been feeling. Her hands were folded into her lap, unsure of what to do with herself.The old man, whose name she was yet to know, had brought her to his home.He had led her in without many words.Inside, the air smelled of dust, dried herbs, and something faintly sweet…old wood, warmed by years of sun.She found the house she was in cozy; although many of the furniture pieces were worn out, it was neat, the least thing she had expected from an old man.The house was quiet, too quiet, that even the faintest of sounds could be heard. JoyShe could even hear her own heartbeat!“Do you leave here alone?”She asked when she caught sight of him, seated by a table at the corner of the room. On the table was a lantern; the glow was enough to light up the book the old man was going through.“Who would want to leave with an old man?”He asked, turning to look at her.Her eyes searched around; ahe
Decreash imperial kingdomNot too far from the seashore lay a bustling market, and as Joya drifted towards it, she could already see some of the things that lay ahead."Decreash," Joya murmured, rolling the unfamiliar name over her tongue. It felt foreign.Her legs carried her forward through the market, and in less than a few minutes she had concluded inwardly that this was the most enormous market she had been to, even bigger than that of Hamstung's.The marketplace pulsed with life. People of every sort crowded the streets—traders shouting prices, children weaving between bodies, strangers brushing past one another without pause. That alone did not surprise her.What stirred her curiosity were the devices. The western world was indeed more developed.Odd, mismatched contraptions lined some of the stalls; some spun, others clicked or hissed softly. Each looked strange, yet purposeful; every one of them had a role to play.The people of Decreash were just as striking. Women moved th
Black Sea Territory.The boat rocked on the surface of the Black Sea, under the starless sky.The lantern in the boat glowed with a faint light; insects were attracted to the light, and they danced around it, fascinated.Joya's gaze lingered on the vast, ink-dark sky, her blue eyes catching the moonlight as it slipped in and out of the drifting clouds. Behind her, the old man paddling the boat suddenly stopped. With a weary grunt, he let the paddle slip from his hands. It struck the side of the boat softly before settling into the water, sending out small ripples that faded almost instantly.He lowered himself onto the bench, shoulders sagging, and reached for the wine bag he had brought along. Tilting it to his lips, he drank deeply, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand before drinking again.The boat continued forward on its own accord, nudged gently by the unseen current.Yet the old man's eyes never left the west.Soon his posture dulled and his limbs loosened.The sharp sc
The sun stood high above the castle walls, its scorching rays pouring into the outer courtyard.Heat shimmered faintly in the air as servants moved back and forth with careful urgency.Jazell's belongings had already been arranged inside the carriage: the chestbox was secured, folded gowns were packed away, and small boxes were tucked into corners so they would not rattle during the journey. The maids handled everything with quiet efficiency, occasionally glancing toward her as if awaiting further instructions.But Jazell said nothing.She stood a short distance away, hands folded loosely before her, her gaze following each movement with calm scrutiny.It was then that Linn approached.She came quietly, stepping close enough that no wandering ear could hear. Leaning toward Jazell, she whispered a few brief words.With an approving nod, Jazell said,"A baby girl, you say?"She mused softly, her hand drifting to rest upon her protruding stomach, fingers brushing over the fabric of her
Linn had stepped into her mistress's chamber holding in her hand a basket filled with fresh linens baked by the sunlight but sensed something was wrong.She dropped the basket, and on the floor just at the doorway, her eyes were searching around the room.And then it finally hit her.The dressing table was empty; all the jewelry was gone.She became alert; she quickly made her way to the chest box where she kept all Jazell's clothes. They were gone.Her heart raced as she fidgeted, unable to make sense of what was happening. Right then, the door nudged open, and Jazell stepped in, just returning from Ragaleon's chamber."What are you doing there?"Jazell's eyes darkened, her voice cold as it cut through the room."Were you planning to steal from me, Linn?"The words struck hard. Linn blinked, stunned, her lashes fluttering as she struggled to understand her mistress's sudden lack of trust."No—no, my lady," she said quickly. "I noticed all your belongings were gone, and I was only ch
Priest Tailbon was in his chamber burning incense, the smoke from the sticks in the transparent jar filling the room. His chamber was like a mini temple, but right on his bed was a concubine. "Why do you even bother with all this incense? You like to brag about what is right, but as a priest y
Jazell slowly lowered her gaze before languidly shifting it to rest on Vashi. "I00…golden cape? Jazell arched her brows. She scoffed softly, then retracted her gaze. "Did I break the wheel of coins? Vashi purred, her voice stinging Jazell's pride. "You sound so confident, Vashi." Jazell c
"With the way things are going, we may go to war; the king of Galvestone is furious." Drigo chipped in. "We didn't ask him to send his foolish daughter to raise banners and try to fall out of the city! We owe him no explanation! Josiah said, his voice cutting deep. "Yumi was more brave than fool
"We are leaving! Mira screamed at Joya's face. "Where do we go, Mother?! Joya was rather too calm. "I don't care where we go. I wonder what this man exploits your body for—little or nothing in return." Mira's face looked wrinkled, the suffering showing on her face, her complexion paler.







