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11. Chapter

作者: Haga Krisztina
last update 公開日: 2026-05-01 18:19:45

Eira

I dragged myself across the threshold of the prince's suite. Every single part of my body throbbed. Zade had shown no mercy on the training ground: my ribs ached, my knees were scraped, and the bandage on my forehead was soaked with sweat and dust. But the anger burned even more than the physical pain – the helpless rage I felt toward this man, who dragged me between hell and comfort as if I were just a pawn on his chessboard.

The room was empty. Zade was somewhere with his soldiers or his
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  • Shadow Of Noctis: In The Cruel Prince’s Grasp   13. Chapter

    EiraMy knees trembled, not from panic, but from the immense height towering before me. Noctis's back didn't look like an animal's back; it felt like I had to climb up a moving mountain ridge. Zade was already up there, sitting in the saddle, and he reached out his hand to me. His gaze was ruthless, as if he were just waiting for me to run away at the last moment."Give me your hand, Eira," he said over the roaring of the wind. "You either stay in the dust, or you come with me to the sky."I took a deep breath and grabbed his hand. His palm was rough and hot, and his strength was surprising: with almost a single pull, he hauled me up in front of him. The saddle was huge, made of black leather and steel, but sitting behind Zade wasn't an option. He pulled me in front of him, between his legs, where the saddle was the narrowest."Hold onto the strap, and don't let go, no matter what you hear or see," he whispered right into my ear. His breath tickled my neck, and for a moment, it made m

  • Shadow Of Noctis: In The Cruel Prince’s Grasp   12. Chapter

    EiraDawn was just a pale gray streak on the horizon when Zade woke me up. He showed no mercy; with a single rough yank, he pulled the heavy blanket off me. The cool room air immediately bit into my limbs, which were still aching from yesterday's training, but I had no time to complain."Let's go. We won't be between walls today," he said almost in a whisper, then turned his back to put on his leather armor.The palace's back courtyard was nothing like the dusty training ground. It was a huge plateau lined with rocks, built right on the edge of the cliff. Here there were no walls, no ceiling, just the endless dark blue sky, which the gold of the rising sun was slowly starting to paint. The fresh, freezing mountain air expanded my lungs as if I were getting actual oxygen for the first time in my life.And there he was.Noctis was waiting for us in the middle of the plateau. His black scales shimmered like obsidian in the dim light. As we approached, the dragon raised his massive head a

  • Shadow Of Noctis: In The Cruel Prince’s Grasp   11. Chapter

    EiraI dragged myself across the threshold of the prince's suite. Every single part of my body throbbed. Zade had shown no mercy on the training ground: my ribs ached, my knees were scraped, and the bandage on my forehead was soaked with sweat and dust. But the anger burned even more than the physical pain – the helpless rage I felt toward this man, who dragged me between hell and comfort as if I were just a pawn on his chessboard.The room was empty. Zade was somewhere with his soldiers or his father handling the empire's affairs, and I was grateful for the silence. I stumbled over to the washbasin. The water was ice-cold, but it felt good as I washed the dirt of the training grounds off my face.I took off my laced top and was left in just a thin, white undershirt. Looking in the mirror, I saw the darkening bruises on my shoulder where his wooden sword had hit me.Suddenly, the door opened.Zade stepped in. He stopped in the middle of the room, and his gaze immediately locked onto m

  • Shadow Of Noctis: In The Cruel Prince’s Grasp   10. Chapter

    Eira I had exactly two hours. Two hours to somehow gather the remaining pieces of my dignity inside the golden walls of the prince's chambers. The mirror showed me a stranger. A white bandage crossed my forehead, dark circles shadowed my eyes, but my gaze was sharper than ever. The clothes the servants brought were just as black and practical as before: leather trousers, tall boots, and a sleeveless laced top that left my arms free. When I stepped onto the training ground, the morning sun struck my eyes sharply and the pain in my head pulsed harder. Zade was waiting in the center of the yard. He wore no armor, only a simple gray shirt with the sleeves rolled up. When he saw me his gaze moved over me, cold and measuring, as if inspecting defective goods. There was no trace of last night's silence in him. "You are late, Eira," he said coldly. My name left his mouth like a sentence. "I thought you would be glad I can even stand," I shot back, stopping in front of

  • Shadow Of Noctis: In The Cruel Prince’s Grasp   9. Chapter

    Eira The darkness did not leave easily. It retreated in long heavy waves, and every inch it abandoned left behind a dull aching pain. My head throbbed as if an anvil had been placed inside my skull and someone kept striking it in steady rhythm. When my eyes finally opened, the first thing I felt was the cool touch of silk against my face. I was not lying on the damp stone of the prison cell. Beneath my back there was a soft mattress and the blanket covering me was heavy and scented. I tried to sit up, but the world immediately tilted. A quiet groan escaped my throat and my hand instinctively reached for my forehead. I felt a clean bandage wrapped tightly around my head. "Stay down before you vomit on my sheets." The voice came from the direction of the window. It sounded like breaking ice, sharp, cold, and completely without sympathy. Zade stood at the window with his back to me. In the gray light of dawn I could only see his dark silhouette, the width of his shoulde

  • Shadow Of Noctis: In The Cruel Prince’s Grasp   8. Chapter

    Zade The crystal glass was cold in my hand, the deep red wine inside it still as a mountain lake. I stood beside the fireplace staring into the flames, but I did not see them. All I saw was that defiant pair of green eyes that had poisoned me with hatred barely an hour ago. "She has to learn," I muttered to myself and took a sip of the wine. "She needs to understand that the streets do not rule here. I am the law here." But the wine tasted like ash in my mouth. A strange tension vibrated in the air, something I could not shake off. It felt like the silence before a storm, when the birds go quiet and the earth begins to tremble beneath the surface. Then Noctis's scream exploded inside my mind. It was not anger. It was not hunger. The sound was a long metallic cry that tore through my nerves and dropped me to one knee. My hand trembled and the crystal glass slipped from my fingers. It shattered on the marble floor and the red wine splashed across my boots and white s

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