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Chapter 107

作者: Buellaaldama
last update 最終更新日: 2025-05-27 23:50:28

The hallways of the palace twisted like veins, ancient stone pulsating with secrets. My bare feet moved silently over the polished marble, the echoes of my steps swallowed by the suffocating quiet that followed me everywhere in this cursed place.

I could still feel the imprint of Sebastian’s hand on my wrist—faint, fading—but it burned more than any brand.

My body might’ve been released from his grip, but my soul? It remained chained, bruised in places no one could see.

I passed by guards who dared not meet my eyes. Maybe they feared I’d turn them to ash with a glance, or maybe they just couldn’t stomach the sight of me anymore—his "Mute Queen," the broken plaything he paraded through court like a joke only he understood.

My silence had once been a prison.

Now it was my weapon.

Because in a world ruled by beasts who barked and roared, silence could be far more terrifying.

The door to my chamber creaked open with that same high-pitched groan I’d come to hate. Of course, he was alre
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