The sound of wine dripping up to the tip of his cup was his sign for the servant to stop, the prince then gulps it in one go, emptying it in seconds. Still naked on his chair, prince Alexander remained quiet as he brooded on the second time that he has failed, he could not understand where he went wrong as he tried to control himself in order to make sure that the maiden was not harmed, he knew she was still breathing before they slumbered but when he woke up the woman was no longer breathing, and like all his previous concubine it looked like they were completely dried up. Infuriated by the mystery he raises his cup for it to be filled, making his two advisers move to intervene from the excessive drinking. “Please sire, don’t be so down on yourself, what happened was just inevitable,” lord Aizenberg’s voice was one that of soothing, trying to calm his lord. Yet Alexander just

Dread and remorse were nudging at Karilaya, feeling her chest pound from the strong beat of her heart as the door to the throne room opened. She could not help the lump on her throat from forming, seeing the people that were now sitting there. Before she would be the one on that chair now she was on the other side of the receiving end, looking up at the being who was the cause of all her demise. Karilaya was being held by two soldiers on each side all the while chained. She was having mixed emotions right now, mainly they were fear cause she was scared that she’d make a mistake and put everyone who had helped her in danger, anxiety, thinking that she may not be able to hold her ground like what the captain wanted, anger because she was now facing the man that had killed his father, wounded her brother and took their castle, and awkwardness cause no matter how she felt right now, there was a part in her mind that kept reminding her about that thing be

Prince Alexander could not remove his eyes off of the lady, finely handling the knife as she cut and slice. It was like he was watching a maiden dance to a natural rhythm while moving within the make-shift kitchen that they had made. She was like this fairy twirling around her little kingdom, making the fire burn with life and the food smell with hypnotic aroma. The prince was so enthralled that he did not notice that he was smiling under his helmet, all the while watching the maiden finish up her dish. His little personal world was only disturbed when all of a sudden he felt lord Aizenberg move about just beside him as the maiden was already preparing the food on a plate. “I don’t think you should eat it, my lord, this woman might have done something to it without us knowing,” lord Aizenberg whispers, looking wary and a bit worried as the maiden in question was now finishing her dish. “Lord

Karilaya stood frozen when she realized where she was, so many things came playing inside her mind. Was she found out, do they know her, why exactly was she here, and for what reason? Those were the things that kept plaguing her mind when she was finally left within the confines of one of the royal guest rooms of the castle.   Though the place seemed the same, several things had been removed such as their banner and a few others things that showed the Lushan heritage and replaced with western empires.   Karilaya suddenly felt defeated right now, being caught halfway through it all, she could not understand how she ended up in that situation though she was so careful.   She took a peek at the terrace, three guards were stationed just below all looked well trained and were fully armored, she then proceeded to move towards the door silently and carefully nudging the door’s knob, it clanked but did not open.  

“There’s currently a debate of whether you pose a danger to the prince or not, and if the leaders find out you are well versed in magic, that’s just going to make it even more complicated for the two of us since I did speak for you after all,” captain Maxwell admitted, forcing a laugh. Though it sounded like a big problem, the man did not show any fear at all as his face remained straight and seemingly unbothered but Karilaya could feel that tension that was seeping out of the man as he would sometimes end up in silence while they were walking. “Why...Why would you do that for me sire,” she could not help but say, feeling a bit guilty seeing as the man was being troubled. Captain Maxwell turned to her with an amused look, raising one brow as he smirked. “It is a knight's duty, to keep a lady safe, is it not,” he says with a playful tone. Though there ha