Mag-log inA few days later,Silas’s private cabin lay nestled nearby, hidden from the world and offering them a rare moment of freedom. The air was crisp, filled with the earthy scent of pine and wildflowers, a welcome relief from the endless corridors of stones and duty.Noelle gave Silas’s hand a gentle squeeze, her expression one of thoughtfulness. "Silas," she murmured, her gaze fixed on the peaceful surroundings, “I can’t ignore the feeling that you should be back there, tending to… well, everything. They need you.”Silas stopped and turned to face her, his gaze intense but warm as he brushed a stray strand of hair from her face. “Noelle,” he began, his voice steady but laced with a deep, lingering frustration, “my father’s always expected me to do what he wants, how he wants it, without question. Every decision, every step I’ve taken, it’s always been him pulling the strings. But not this time. Not when it comes to you.”She tilted her head, searching his face. “But your father said you w
“Silas!” King Nico’s voice boomed, reverberating through the halls as if summoning all of his authority. “I will not allow you to marry Noelle. Do you understand me? I will not have her as your queen.”Silas clenched his fists, standing firm as he held Noelle’s hand tightly beside him. His gaze was resolute. “I’ve already told you, Father. Noelle is not leaving. She’s staying here with me.”King Nico’s baritone voice was icy and stubborn.. “She will leave this palace. And if you won’t make her leave, I will have my guards do it for you.”Silas’s face reddened, his grip tightening around Noelle’s hand as he fought to keep his composure. “Father,” he said, voice strained but determined, “I won’t stand by and let you force her out of my life. Noelle and I… we’re already bonded. I… I’ve taken her as mine.”Silence fell, a deep and shocking silence that seemed to settle in every corner of the hall. Noelle looked away, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and her heart hammering as an eff
A murmur of shock rippled across the table. Silas shot to his feet immediately after his father let out those words. “Father, what are you doing?”King Nico’s eyes hardened as he looked at his son. “Silas, sit down,” he ordered, his tone firm and definite. “This decision is final. It is what’s best for the kingdom.”Across the table, Noelle’s face paled. She felt as if her heart had been squeezed, the hurt and disbelief overwhelming her. Not wanting to make a scene, she quickly rose from her seat, her shoes clicking softly against the floor as she left the dining room without a word. Silas’s eyes followed her, his heart pulling him to go after her.Bryan noticed Noelle’s departure and, after a tense pause, stood as well. He cast a sympathetic glance toward Silas before quietly excusing himself to follow her.King Nico leaned forward, his gaze cold as he fixed his eyes on Silas. “Do not speak against me in front of others, Silas. I am still your king, and you will respect my decisions
Silas shifted uneasily, glancing at Noelle, who stood beside him. Her ethereal beauty contrasted sharply with the gravity of the moment. She wore a flowing emerald gown that hugged her waist, its soft fabric that fitted her perfectly, her hair cascading like a waterfall down her shoulders.His gaze shifted back to King Nico. “Father, I must tell you something important,” Silas began.“Say it” King Nico edged him on even though he didn’t think he was ready for whatever Silas was about to say next.Silas took a deep breath, steeling himself. “The curse has been lifted. Noelle lifted it when she broke the bond that connected us.” He paused, his eyes flickering between the king and Noelle, who looked anxious yet hopeful.“How?” King Nico’s brows knitted together, his demeanor shifting to one of intense scrutiny.Silas explained, “During the party, when we were together, she realized the depth of her feelings for me, and in that moment, the curse vanished. We are free.” Silas lied. He wasn
The celebration was fading in the background. Silas scanned the room, searching for Noelle. Moments earlier, they had shared a connection that sent shivers down his spine, a night filled with sensations that had ignited something deep within him. But now, amidst the dissipating energy of the party, she was gone.His heart raced with anxiety as he pulled out his phone, dialing her number repeatedly, each ring growing heavier in the silence. Where could she be? Panic surged through him, and he pushed through the throng of guests, searching for her familiar face.Just then, Ziya approached him, her brows knit together in real concern. “Silas,” she called, her voice barely audible over the fading music. A small relief found her as she set her eyes on him again. “I’ve been looking for you, where were you?”He turned to her, a knot tightening in his stomach. “Have you seen Noelle?” His voice was urgent, almost desperate.Silas had asked before he realized what he just did and he noticed th
“What are we doing?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. “We need to talk,” he replied, a serious look crossing his face.Once inside the cabin, Silas locked the door and turned to face her. Before she could say a word, he leaned in and kissed her, capturing her off guard. But as his lips met hers, she melted into the kiss, responding with equal passion.Silas pulled back slightly, breathless, his eyes searching hers. “I’v wanted to do that all night.”Noelle's heart soared at his words. Then he returned to kiss her. Just as the kiss got passionate and intense, Silas's hands began to explore, wanting to undress her. Noelle’s fingers found their way to his buttons, pushing them open one by one. Their bodies ignited with desire, lost in each other.“To hell with the curse,” Silas murmured against her lips as the deep feeling of want and need for the young woman consumed him. He was ready to lose himself in the moment.“No! Wait!” Noelle broke away, her breath quickening. “The c







