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Two Centuries Wasted on a Lie Chapter 17
I agreed. That night, I had an unwarded invitation and a single blood-crystal candy sent to him.Vincent unwrapped the blood crystal and placed it on his tongue, the sweetness on it more bitter than any he had ever known.On the day of the wedding, the ancient castle welcomed the nobility of all Europe's night.Lucas wore a custom-tailored suit as dark as night, radiating the commanding aura of an Archduke's heir.I gazed at the man by my side, an unprecedented sense of peace washing through my cold blood.It was only after meeting Lucas that I truly understood. Real love didn't require condescending charity, nor a tiptoeing dance of constant testing.The ancient, distant hymns began to play. I took my Mentor's arm and, under the twilight glow of the anti-sunlight serum, slowly walked toward Lucas.My Mentor solemnly placed my hand in his and declared, "My proudest student. I now entrust her to you."Lucas lowered his golden eyes and made a blood vow. "As long as my soul exists, she wi
Two Centuries Wasted on a Lie Chapter 16
The searing pain of vervain corroding my blood, the pain I had braced for, never came.I snapped my eyes open to the sound of space being torn apart.Vincent stood in front of me. The silver-coated, armor-piercing bullet had shot straight through him, right next to his heart.Dark red blood instantly soaked his expensive coat. His tall body staggered, and he fell heavily into my arms."Vincent!" I caught him, immediately channeling my magic to try and seal the wound near his heart. One thought dominated my mind: protect his heart, don't let the silver corrode it!"Are you insane? You didn't even have your wards up!" I pressed down hard on the smoking wound, my fingertips instantly soaked in his scalding blood.Vincent's eyes were losing focus, and beads of cold sweat rolled down his pale face.He clung to his last thread of consciousness, his gaze fixed on me.A faint smile touched his lips. "So... this is what it feels like... Is this how much you hurt, two hundred years ago on that s
Two Centuries Wasted on a Lie Chapter 15
Before I could speak, the emotions he had so carefully suppressed finally broke."Elena, I can explain! I was having hallucinations from magical depletion back then. I mistakenly believed Camilla was the one who dragged me from the sun. There was never any emotion between us."His throat worked, and his crimson-rimmed eyes filled with unshed tears."It wasn't until you vanished from my life, stripping away every trace of your presence, that I finally extracted her memories and learned the truth. It was you, on that white-hot day two hundred years ago, who shielded me from the sun. I mistook my savior, Elena..."Vincent's eyes were filled with regret. He thought that if he revealed the truth, if he set aside his princely dignity, I would soften and forgive him, just as I had for the past two hundred years.But he had miscalculated.In the wasteland two hundred years ago, it was I who had dragged him into the lightless chamber, enduring the agony of my own flesh being scorched by the sun
Two Centuries Wasted on a Lie Chapter 14
For two hundred years, I had offered him everything with an almost abject devotion, yet he remained cold.It wasn't until Camilla crossed the line so easily with a single lie that I had my epiphany. This exalted Prince wasn't born without feelings; he simply didn't love me.Two years ago, I had destroyed that wedding of the century with my own hands, completely clearing the space he occupied in my life.And now he'd drained her blood, severed their pact, and come to me with this display of agonizing love?I met his gaze, my voice faint. "I'm sorry. Lucas is my fiancé. We're holding our wedding ceremony on the eighteenth of next month. That's ten days from now."Vincent's eyes grew redder, as if his very soul was being forcibly torn away, unable to accept the reality that I was truly going to belong to another man.But I no longer had any desire to even look at him.I led the others toward a private room across the hall. As I passed him, he reached out, his hand desperately clutching th
Two Centuries Wasted on a Lie Chapter 13
Two years later. JFK Airport, New York.As our private jet vanished into the night, I stepped out of the private terminal. The familiar, crisp night air of Manhattan washed over me.The night I left this city, I was alone. Tonight, as I returned, Lucas was by my side.The first phase of the anti-sunlight serum experiment was a success, and the Sanctuary had granted us a two-month sabbatical. I chose to return to New York to sever my last ties to the past and say a final, proper goodbye."Your friends must be getting anxious," Lucas smiled, taking my hand and leading me into the night.Linda had organized an underground masquerade ball for my return. Considering I'd been almost completely isolated for two years, I'd agreed to the festivities.As we walked down the long corridor, I thought I caught a familiar, intensely suppressed aura, but I dismissed it as my imagination.Pushing open the doors to the grand hall, a shower of dark red rose petals mixed with magical gold dust rained down
Two Centuries Wasted on a Lie Chapter 12
Vincent collapsed onto the throne, his eyes bloodshot, his long fingers gripping a freshly extracted memory crystal."Camilla... the person who dragged me from the sunlight two hundred years ago wasn't you."Camilla's frail face froze, but she still forced a smile, reaching for the corner of his robes with the hand that bore their pact mark."Vincent, what are you talking about? Have you overexerted your magic...?"Before she could finish, Vincent violently brushed her hand away, a low growl escaping his throat."Drop the act! I've seen your memories from that day. It was Elena. It was Elena who saved me, even as her own flesh was scorched by the sun. She was the one who stayed with me through that living hell, when I was on the verge of turning to ash!"Camilla's face turned ashen.That day, she had merely stumbled upon the hidden chamber by chance. When Vincent awoke in his coffin, he mistook her, the one holding the blood goblet, for his savior.She should have denied it, but she co
