★★★ “Don’t fucking order me, whore. I’ll kill you with my bare hands,” Jennifer thundered at Carolina, who was smiling despite being cursed by Jennifer. Because it was not every day, she got to see her in this helplessness. “Hush! Pretty Princess... Umm! Not anymore,” Carolina taunted before whispering, “You become a filthy animal.” “I will kill you,” Jennifer grumbled and tried to break free from the shackles, which made her feel torn further. It was painful and disrespectful. “Sure, you can. But what would happen later on? Haha! Your death! Ah! Before your father will do something for you,” Carolina said with a smile. Jennifer growled and looked unrecognized. The reason she could talk was that she hadn’t completely transformed into a werewolf. The process would be quicker if there was a full moon. “I am here to propose an offer and I’ll tell you if you stop rumbling in my ear,” Carolina said, taking a step ahead. She was patient, as she was enthralled by Jennifer’s condition. I
★★ “No one is here to help you,” Iris’s mother grimaced voice said, and ran after Elsa, who drag her limping steps toward the door. Elsa turned her face a little when the knife again swung at her face, which she dodged by grabbing the arm of Iris’s mother. “Please,” Elsa requested, but Iris's mother didn't reduce her force as she pushed the knife more toward her face. Elsa had defended herself with the same force but felt Iris's mother was undoubtedly stronger than her with the malnourished body. But how? “I live for this day. I know His Glory would never give me justice, the justice I and my daughter deserve. Do you know why?” she screamed with tears and the pain she showed at Elsa was real. As if she did believe Elsa was the demon who killed her daughter and Gabriel would not give her justice. “Because he knows how good you are whoring with men and he doesn't want to slip this chance away. For that, he overlooked my daughter's death. But I'll not,” Iris’s mother said and pushed E
★★★ “Milady, the sew will give you a bit of pain. Bear it,” the old sawbones said and proceeded with the needle. Elsa wanted to tell she would not need this as her wound would heal by itself, but some words shouldn’t be spoken for the best. “Hmm!” Elsa hummed and moved her head toward the window, didn’t want to look at her leg. She was scared of stitching. The master did his job pretty seamlessly, with less pain. He let out a sigh and questioned Elsa if she was feeling any kind of pain in her body apart from her leg before he’d take his leave. Elsa told him about her swollen shoulder. For that, the master gave her a green paste that should be in that area for hours. The next day she would feel no pain, he assured her. Johana and Rihana bowed the sawbones and waited for him to leave. “Milady, we don’t know what will I say to you. But we believe Majesty will not spare any single soul,” Johana said in anger and Rihana spoke the rest, “He must not spare. Someone close is behind all o
★★★ “Your highness,” each voice resonated in unison as their heads went down toward their King in respect, fear, and love. “Your Grace, my word means no offense. If I did, somehow, forgive me. I said what I felt,” Carl made his words clear. He was ready for him. If needed, he would go down the way Gabriel would wish. “I am not offended, prince. How can I? When I got to know, you are the one who saved my lady love,” Gabriel stated as he stopped in front of Carl. His eyes were cold and bloody. No one knew where Gabriel went and whose blood was all over his armor. Apart from that, everyone was a bit nervous because Gabriel didn’t sheath his sword. The bare sword in his hand wasn’t a pleasant sight. “Just a good fate. Anyone would do the same thing if they were in my place,” Carl said. “Jonathan, show prince Carl to his chamber. It’s quite late. Tonight’s event will resume in the morning court,” Gabriel raved with an intense look toward Carl that had enough depth to eat him alive. He
★★★ “Is he angry?” asked Elsa, as she took long strides toward the court. “You know him better,” Reth answered while walking with Elsa. Elsa drew a breath and let out as she murmured, “And it scared me a lot sometimes, Ser Reth.” “We've seen the worst, lady Elsa. And now we are grateful that you've come into his life,” said Reth. And it was the truth everyone believed. Elsa didn’t answer him. She chose silence for the rest of the path. In court, Iris’s mother had a joyful smile on her face and showed no fear toward the king. She made her move but failed and she had no regrets. “The king wants to know who gave you the courage to attack the future queen, Lady Elsa,” questioned Gramson with a deep voice. The court was jammed with ministers, including Rihana, Johana, and Carl. Surprisingly, Klaus was also present in the court and looked lethargic, drunk, and old. His eyes were on King Gabriel, who he could never be. “Does it matter, Milord? Isn't she alive?" Mocked Iris’s mother a
★★★ “Look at me,” Gabriel held her shoulder, seeing her out of the place without making a fuss all the way to the garden. He knew she was terrified about what he did in the court. Elsa’s slow gaze held up to his while he showed her a gentle face and his hand reached the back of her head, pulling her close. “It was important to kill her. Not only she had attacked you last night but also she was about to speak of your appearance. And the court is filled with predators. Don't sway with emotion, Elsa. If you want to protect your loved ones, you have to protect yourself first. I might not care about disclosing your appearance to the world... if we have married,” came off his gentle reminder. “Do you understand?” He asked. His eyes finally got to notice the emotion in her gaze and saw her nodding. “Good girl. Tell me, what would you do if a person is about to stab your parents in front of you and you have the only option to kill her,” a question stated that was based on the court session
The bustle of the town was exciting to Elsa. She cheered as they entered with their horses. Wandering her eyes, she caught hold of those who were busy with ordinary things. Eh! How much she wished to wander with folks!“We will walk from here,” she heard Gabriel and saw him jump off the horse. Before she followed suit, Gabriel came to her horse.“I can,” Elsa muttered, knowing Gabriel came to help her, which was less needed.“Still, I want to, darling,” Gabriel teased with a smile while his hand made its way to hold her waist and helped her to get down.“I assume we are on a mission. Aren't we?” Elsa whispered when the man didn't let his hand move from her waist and looked at her with a sly gaze.“Maybe,” Gabriel said and kissed the tip of her small nose before resuming, “Let's take a stroll as a citizen.”Elsa nodded and looked around with a fluttered heart. No one knew them in town, and it was a great feeling. Gabriel hid his face with a black cloth, leaving his eyes because t
★★★ “I wouldn't dare, milord. My family lives in this stall and my stall is also the oldest one in this town. How could this poor servant upset or harm my winsome patrons?” “Pleased to hear, otherwise there will be no family tomorrow,” Gabriel spoke with twisted words as the threat was clear. He was certain about the man’s fearful thoughts and knew the food was safe. Still, humans are greedy and only the threat worked in them. Elsa, besides Gabriel, stood silent with pity toward the vendor who had done nothing but still received a threat. If he knew who the man was under this disguise probably he might conk out in fear. “Sir, I'd love to taste the dumplings,” said Elsa with a polite tone, just as she was who believed in parity. “Yes, milady,” the vendor said with a nod, also hiding his eyes from the man who did terrify him with his words. The pressure he was holding up felt heavy around his stall and made it hard to overlook the hooded figure. He gulped as he wiped his both hands