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CHAPTER 58

Penulis: Darcel
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MEANDRA

Malachi had stumbled out of my room, scared senseless until his face had turned white—like a ghost. I didn't blame him, the dark look in Alejandro's eyes, the sternness in his voice and the ticking of his jaw would have been enough to tame the wildest beasts. If I was at the other end of his anger, I'd also be searching for a means to escape.

I swallowed hard. I had seen the look on Malachi's face, it was that of a man who's pride had been shattered and that made him only more dangerous to me. What would happen if Alejandro wasn't there to protect me?

I almost cringed at the thought. He has only shown barely a moment of care, yet I'm already thinking of how doomed my life would be if he didn't protect me. His hand remains at the hem of my waist as he guides me towards the bed with the gentlest of nudges. I was close—too close I could hear his breathing. I could see his heartbeat, and it made me itch to lay my head on his chest. I was almost jealous, as a thought crossed my min
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  • The Tyrant’s Broken Princess   CHAPTER 59

    MEANDRAThe next day had arrived quickly and I visited Belle’s room. I dressed her up and styled her hair. She tried to entertain herself with a game of tea time but it was no use, the walls were too sill and everywhere too quiet. It just wasn’t the same with Shantai.She was probably working during this time so I suggested maybe a little rest.Belle and I laid on the bed. She shut her eyes too quickly while mine were wide open, focused on the ceiling and letting questions drift through my mind.Suddenly, his name came up.Alejandro.My eyebrows furrowed slightly and I turned in the bed.I just couldn’t fathom how he has been acting lately. Why has he been acting nice? What exactly had changed and why?Everything felt too foreign.It made my heart race not in fear but in curiosity and maybe the urge to want more of that. I refused to entertain that feeling. I suppressed it multiple times.Even now, I suppressed it. I couldn’t trust it, I refused to because if I did what if it’s all go

  • The Tyrant’s Broken Princess   CHAPTER 58

    MEANDRAMalachi had stumbled out of my room, scared senseless until his face had turned white—like a ghost. I didn't blame him, the dark look in Alejandro's eyes, the sternness in his voice and the ticking of his jaw would have been enough to tame the wildest beasts. If I was at the other end of his anger, I'd also be searching for a means to escape.I swallowed hard. I had seen the look on Malachi's face, it was that of a man who's pride had been shattered and that made him only more dangerous to me. What would happen if Alejandro wasn't there to protect me?I almost cringed at the thought. He has only shown barely a moment of care, yet I'm already thinking of how doomed my life would be if he didn't protect me. His hand remains at the hem of my waist as he guides me towards the bed with the gentlest of nudges. I was close—too close I could hear his breathing. I could see his heartbeat, and it made me itch to lay my head on his chest. I was almost jealous, as a thought crossed my min

  • The Tyrant’s Broken Princess   CHAPTER 57

    MEANDRA“Don’t you dare?” A familiar low voice interrupted.It wasn’t Malachi’s but Alejandro’s.I had recalled I hadn’t shut the door so Alejandro must have witnessed his actions. His sudden appearance made me wonder why he walked towards my room in the first place.“Step away from her,” he instructed, taking few steps into the room. His footsteps filling the silence.I knew that voice—haughty, sharp like frost against skin, a voice that grated as much as it intrigued. His voice was definitely familiar.I couldn’t be mistaken.I didn’t dare lift my head from where I lay sprawled on the cold floor with my back against the wall.My lip bled from whereMalachi had hit me. His boots were a few inches from my ribs now, as if ready to press the last of my defiance into dust. My heart was pounding, but I refused to let the tears fall.Malachi turned slowly, his weight shifting off me with a reluctant sneer. “Ah. Lord Alejandro,” he said, feigning civility, though the malice lingered behind

  • The Tyrant’s Broken Princess   CHAPTER 56

    MEANDRAMy eyes widened, and my heart thudded violently against my ribs, each beat louder than the last. The air in the room seemed to grow heavier, thick with unspoken tension.I tightened my grip on the doorknob and began to inch backwards with measured slowness. Every movement was deliberate, cautious — not just because I was afraid, but because I knew he was watching.I didn’t dare look away from him. My gaze remained locked on his. I didn’t want to seem suspicious. But I also knew — painfully, helplessly — that no matter what I did, it would be taken the wrong way. Misinterpreted. Twisted.His expression darkened, eyes narrowing into sharp, calculating slits. He took a step forward — then another — slow, measured steps that sent dread crawling up my spine.The room felt smaller with every inch he closed between us.I halted just a few inches away from the door, barely a breath away. I glanced at it for a slight second, taking in a breath and bracing myself for what was about to h

  • The Tyrant’s Broken Princess   CHAPTER 55

    MEANDRAMy eyes took in the interiors of the bedroom. It was beyond my expectations. Not that I was expecting anything luxurious. I was simply grateful to have a bed and a change of clothes to sleep in. My eyes lingered on the queen sized bed in the middle of the room. There was a vanity and a mirror at one corner, a table and a chair at the other corner. There was a double doored wardrobe adjacent to the bed. I didn't know my breath was caught in my throat until now. I closed my eyes and sighed.My heart was racing. It almost seems too good to be true. I was waiting to awaken from this dream. Somehow the universe would plunge me back into the darkness like it usually does and what was remaining of my hope would shatter. It was a feeling that was well familiar and I was used to it by now.I was used to it all except now, I wasn't waking up. I was stuck here. It seemed like it was too real to be true. The feeling of bittersweet nostalgia hit me. There was nothing that I could do to m

  • The Tyrant’s Broken Princess   CHAPTER 54

    MEANDRAI couldn’t stop myself.It was as though the flickering awareness of my surroundings was blurred, and I was no longer in control of my body. Before I even knew what I was doing, my feet had begun to move. The space between us—once charged with uncertainty, and the silence of too many unsaid things—began to shrink with every step I took toward her.Shantai didn’t move. She stood still, unmoving and unflinching.My hands reached out before I could even think of why.They hovered at first, hesitant, trembling. Then they touched her. My arms slid across the curve of her back, one hand rising to cradle her shoulders while the other pressed gently against her spine. She was here.I pulled her body flush against mine. My cheek rested beside hers. I felt the rise and fall of her chest, the subtle tension in her muscles, the cautious way her breath caught between us. But still, she didn’t push me away. My lips curved. A smile bloomed across my face before I even realized it. I coul

  • The Tyrant’s Broken Princess   CHAPTER 53

    MEANDRAIt could have been worse. I tried to reassure myself. It was not completely what I wanted but at the same time. It could have been worse.“Shantai,” before I could stop Belle from standing up too quickly, she hurried to the doorway where Shantai stood.Shantai had time to accommodate her in her arms before the both of them were knocked off balance, in a tangle of hands and legs. I held my breath. For a second, the whole room was shrouded in silence and then out of the blue, Belle began to laugh before Shantai joined in.There was no explanation for how it happened but the corners of my lips were beginning to tilt up into a smile. A much wider one that I didn't think that I was capable of. I closed my eyes and sighed. The confines of my chest felt very light.“What are you still doing there? Join us,” Belle stretched out her hand with a huge smile. Her eyes twinkled with amusement and delight. I wasn't so sure I could remember the last time I witnessed life in her eyes.I didn'

  • The Tyrant’s Broken Princess   CHAPTER 52

    MEANDRAI could feel my heart pounding in my ears as I hurried down the hallway with Belle's frail hand in mine. I knew she was too weak to run but I couldn't, wouldn't take the risk of leaving her behind at the mercy of Jasquire.Not when I could feel the sound of her hasty steps hurrying behind me. I wasn't going to let Shantai be blamed for something that she had no knowledge of. Not when she mattered so much to Belle.Not when she had come to matter so much to me. If anything, I felt something shift within me. Calling it determination was a bit of a stretch but I could tell that it was a very strong emotion. One that I couldn't let go of.“Come back here this instant,” Jasquire's loud voice pierced through the silence of the hallway. But her command held no weight and thank goodness, that I still remember what freewill felt like because I was never going to do what she needed me to do.“Alejandro,” his name slipped from Belle's lips again. Louder this time. We could still hear Jas

  • The Tyrant’s Broken Princess   CHAPTER 51

    MEANDRAAlejandro hadn’t been the same since Jasquire accused Shantai of drugging Belle.I saw it in the way his eyes dulled around her, the way his shoulders stiffened when she entered a room, even if she only came to collect something she’d forgotten. There was no fury, no loud accusations—just silence.A thick, impenetrable wall of silence that said more than rage ever could. He didn’t yell. He was simply silent and that was even more dangerous.Shantai had once been the only other person in Belle’s life who acted like family—not duty, not title. Just care. But now, Alejandro forbade her from even hrt Belle’s room.When Belle woke from fevered sleep, reaching for Shantai’s hand, it was mine she found instead. I had been the one to tuck the cool cloth beneath her brow. I was the one taking care of her.And Shantai had been sent to scrub linens in the laundry room.It wasn’t right.I watched her each time she passed Belle’s room on her way to and from the wash station.Her fingers wo

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