Chapter 35: A Werewolf In The Dungeon They had administered additional tranquilizers to the werewolf, and then they brought him covertly into the castle through the kitchen. The bulky body was hauled to the trash chute by Sephora. Prior to it being used as a garbage chute served as a traditional dumbwaiter. The princess was by now, absolutely, convinced that the burden of his weight wouldn't have been as much of an issue if they had been in the air together and she had carried him on her wings.As she painstakingly dragged the limp body into the silent depths of the dungeons, there was a faint rolling sound that could be heard in the distance. To the depths of the mountain's interior. To the depths of the mountain's interior. Was the werewolf awake already from that?? Thought the Princess. She waited for them for-a while. Listening for any other sound. It never came. Did she imagine that sound? The thought was dismissed after a long and still enough silence. Knowing the sp
Chapter 36: A Declaration of War? That morning, at her usual check-in to the Raven castle, Maven did her rounds and usual. In full knowledge of what now lurked in the bowels of the mountain. It terrified the old Raven, to her bones. Usually, her old bones were right as rain. The old servant did her rounds, as her hands continued to tremor. Even the chef noticed her hands during the preparation of breakfast. He decided not to ask but made a point of letting her know that the cutlery was clacking oddly as she carried plates to the breakfast table. Maven did not get a great feeling about this whole situation. Try as she could to work through her thoughts, and race to overthink. It was something she couldn’t dismiss from the pit of her stomach. Let alone that she helped get the beast into the castle dungeons… but in the fact, Maven now did not know if the youngest princess had told the Raven Queen about it, yet - at all, or if Sephora ever planned to. The old harpy felt that she h
Chapter 37: Elite Survey Corps. It was one of the clearest mornings the Raven Kingdom had experienced in a long time. Nestled atop the highest of the three mountains in the Raven Harpy Clan’s Kingdom, sat the intricate gothic architecture of the Raven Castle. Designed as a fortress by the Raven Kings' of ancient times, it was a marvel to behold. There was not one eye in the Kingdom this day, that didn’t look in awe, upon the Royal Castle. Whether a noble, princess or a low-born, the sight to behold was one that stopped all for a moment or two. With the towering trees of the ancient forest surrounding each of the mountains. A visitor to the Kingdom or the Palace itself could be forgiven for believing that the Royal castle was a cathedral to the forest. By design, it seemed to accentuate the landscape. While the landscape complemented the proud yet imposing Palace. The higher up on the mountain a Raven Family resigned, the older the building likely was. In old times, the Ravens car
Chapter 38: Order of the Day. "Morning Chef-ie," Cheering eagerly, she peered her curious head into the kitchen. Wearing her long black silken hair down for a change, it draped over her shoulder. Her make-up was done in its usual girly pink style with a smokey eye that smoldered against her icy blues, "What's on for breakfast?" A smile crawled across his face at the princess's sweet smile and countenance, "Some more, international foods this morning for you to try. I want to make our guests feel as though they are home." Sephora stepped around the corner, curiosity getting the better of her. "Sooo... talk me through the options. It smells great in here." Her clothing was blood red this morning, with her lips matching perfectly. It was a stark and bold change, other than her black breastplate. Made just as much for war and protection, as decoration and adornment. Her talons were worn in an almond style. She looked... very well put together this morning for someone who had missed la
Chapter 39: Scars In the chambers designated to the Peacock Harpy guests visiting the Castle, sat a white wooden chase lounge. It seemed very much out of place with the rest of the dark, dull, and intricate decor of the room, A sea glass green, and bottle blue velvet was thatched in that chevron weave, that Lady Cassandra was so used to. Studded with white pearls in gorgeous intermittent intersections. She had this brought with her traveling here, to allow for some comfort of home and some familiarity. Raven's truly had no taste, thought the Peacock Queen. As she lounged. The servants were not the ones who had helped pack and take their luggage away. No. It had been soldiers of the Royal Guard, in their dull and dark uniforms. Lady Cassandra couldn't help but observe the way they assessed the room; the door where her son had still lay sleeping the morning away and packed away what was needed in a way that also felt to her as if it doubled into a search. What exactly here woul
Chapter 40: Peacock Persuasion As Caruso closed the connecting door to the baths behind him to seal in the pleasant warm steam, he heard two additional voices coming from the doorway beyond the bath that had been pushed open.Every once in a while, the hallway is somewhat filled with steam that has seeped through the opening of the door. They sounded around about the same age, gauging by their voices, and they bellowed a little deal through the slight pried opening of the door. How could voices like that not hold anyone's attention? He thought to himself as he opened the doorway fully. His towel draped over his shoulder. "The Eldest is stunning, for a Raven." The broad back in the waters to him was almost as tall as Caruso, almost... Another harpy, this one sporting marbled brown plumage and more nutty tones coursing through his disheveled hairdo. His round and appearance inquiring."It's the peacock!" Beaming over to the newcomer to the baths, Caruso immediately recognized them
Chapter 41: Calling on SephoraMaven, who is in charge of the housekeeping for the Raven Royal family, and Lady Nox collaborated in planning a visit to Sephora for breakfast. Young Master Fenn was keen on attending the arrangement. It was not often, that anyone got the blessing of the Raven Queen to Call on either of her daughters. Despite the fact that Maven had informed Sephora, the younger of the Princess twins, that it had to occur before lunch, she firmly believed that she had some leeway in determining when this would actually happen. She obviously didn't. Certainly not when her mother was directly involved but Maven didn't want to ruin the surprise for the bachelorette princess.At the long, dark, ornately carved table with a glass top, Sephora sat facing the entrance to begin trying her first-ever Eurasian breakfast. The flatbread was an odd thing to her, as was each dip, but if the chef was sure the honey and date mix would be something her sweet tooth could sink into? Well
Chapter 42: A Bittersweet Morning Even yet, Seraphina had no idea what had taken place the previous evening when she awoke the next morning. After devouring such a lavish and extravagant supper, what Prince Caruso tried to accomplish after that was beyond the comprehension of any other royal in attendance. Other, than Lady Cassandra. Thanks to the quick and noble deeds of Prince Kavan, and response of him in informing Lady Nox; she to now knew… yet, could not understand why a guest had acted in such a way. She hadn’t liked him, or the way he spoke. Finding him rude. Yet, she had not expected that he would attempt to commit a crime like that! Here in her Kingdom. Further, right here in the Queen’s own castle! Seraphina knew and anticipated that Sephora would try to slip silently into her room because she had messed up, - big time with their mother. Pleading for Seraphina to use her position as heir and favourite to help convince her mother to go easier on her. To let her away