The Villainous Luna's Destined Mates

“Execute the witch! Execute her!"“She is a traitor. She should be executed!”“She couldn't have gotten this far without His Highness' thoughtfulness! She deserves to die!”“She had arrived at her proper position, and that was agony!”My ears begin to hear tunes in the chants of the crowd. I keep moving forward only to stop at a sharp object that will later be directed at my neck. The knights standing next to me had me duck as they dragged me into the small gap.They manage to lock both of my hands and my neck to the woods despite my insane laughter.I look at Charles. He has not changed. He gave me a brief moment of his heartless, frigid eyes before Callia blocked it. She kissed him in front of me and everyone else, but she wasn't wrong in doing so. People love her, adore her, and extol her.I feel the exact opposite of that.A man speaks next to me and says, "Despite turning into a traitor, her misdeeds are extensive to the point where death isn't only a righteous retribution to her

The young man who was earlier grinning now appears capable of killing anyone. He now presents a different brightness in his eyes than he did earlier. I maintain my position. My right hand roams the wooden lining as I stand close to the chair next to mine.My eyes briefly widen before I turn to look at his hand. He does have a very significant message to convey.He continues, "…and I think you should also be aware of this letter." He no longer has a smile on his lips. Instead, a cunning smirk has taken its place. Not only is he gullible, but the person standing directly in front of me is also excellent at pretentiousness.I sigh.His right hand, which is holding the letter, shakes briefly as the young man puts it on his desk while acting as though he knows something.I squint my eyes.“However, in addition to the black letter, have you also received a book, a black book, your highness?”“A black book?” He inquires. His brows furrow and I can see astonishment and then intrigue in his ey

My bracelet's light keeps pointing me in the direction of a place. Everything appears to be dark in this small passageway. I keep looking around to see where I had been brought to, but no sight of people wandering come into my vision.Although it is quiet, there is obvious vandalism on the walls, and rubbish is all over the place.When the light from my bracelet starts to shine, I close my eyes for a second. I then come to a stop at the place's edges. A door appears in front of me after that. The door is peculiar. It has plain black in color and has no doorknob that can be turned to open.My brows start to furrow.Until the guidebook that earlier vanished from directly in front of me reappears on my side with a pleasant light."How come the bracelet brought me here? In addition, how do you know that this bracelet possesses magic?” I keep inquiring.The guidebook opens itself and turns a few pages before coming to a stop. I then examine the words it contains.It says on the page, "The

"Count Claudius, you're not a monster. You're just a young guy who for a time feels lost."“I'll assist you if you let me know what you require…”“How?” The jewelry that had turned black now glows as I glance at the hand he is holding.My eyes widen as he says, "Because I made this with the assistance of a young kid who had been fond of his sister's ladyship."“How did you come to know Emma?”“Since he is the sole surviving member of the family of the little girl named Emma, her younger brother resides at my manor.”“See? So, Count Claudius, you're not a monster," I grin. I don't care how they met because I am confident in his character as a young man.His cheeks are now caressed as I place my hands on them. I turn my attention from his gaze to his lips. I can see them softening a little.“Why are you so interested in this shadow monster? Shouldn't you be concerned that I could murder you covertly?”"You could have done it earlier if you wanted to. As I said before, Count Claudius, yo

There is silence for a brief period. The only sounds I can hear are the birds singing above us, the sound of the leaves rustling in the trees, and the nostalgic drumming of my heart. Didn't I decide that I would never fall in love again? Why then? Why can he still cause my heart to beat erratically despite the fact that he injured me and caused my death? Why? “Why?” He softly enquires. I furrow my brows since I am unable to see anything directly in front of me. The world is hazy. What took place? I was tempted to inquire, but I know deep down why my vision is foggy. "What's wrong? Why are you crying?" He repeats his query. His care is something I'm not used to. Since I am aware of how much he detests having someone other than Callia worries for him, I have never been the type to pursue it. I am at a loss for words. Maybe the dust around me caused me to cry. Is that a correct response? However, just as I'm ready to speak, a warm hand slides over my cheeks and strokes the area around