Todos os capítulos de UNDRESSED BY THE KING: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 59

AmeenaI left Foressa with a large crowd behind me, all waving and saying well wishes for my wedding. Knights in metallic green armors, mainly skreet-riders, became my entourage. Father was very specific when he said he didn’t want me to just poof my way into the castle of Lucien’s. He wanted a grand entrance. He wanted to show to the whole realm I was about to become the queen of Zaxonia.Surprisingly, he didn’t leave with me. He noted we’d be seeing each other again in the throne hall with my mother and brother where the ceremony would take place. The thought that my mother would be there at my wedding was enough to lighten my mood. All girls wanted that, and I was no exception.It took my entourage and me three hours to finally reach Zaxonia. When we landed on the castle rooftop, all heads bowed low in my presence. Servants, soldiers wearing their silver armors, the Zaxonian Council, and other onlookers showed supreme obedience. I wasn’t even their queen yet, and here they were, de

~ Ameena ~“No...” I voiced out with shaky breath.Feeling betrayed was nothing close to the overwhelming sadness I felt after learning about my mother’s death. It crushed my heart so much. Felt my chest so heavy, like the whole Foressan castle was on top of me. Though I seldom cried, I did this time, willing all my tears to fall.So this was the reason why I felt so uneasy since my wedding. No doubt my father was behind this, but why did he do it when he knew we had an agreement?And then it hit me. Clearly, he could see I didn’t have the guts to fulfill my mission. Clearly, he had a back-up plan, and having this traitor’s help was exactly that plan.“How?! When?!” I shouted at the top of my lungs. Ira just dismissed me with a shrug and then vanished right before my eyes after somehow stepping inside a mirror.Yes, inside. Maybe not the same twin mirrors I created some years back, but the same kind of object still.I wasn’t hallucinating when I saw the full-length mirror in Lucien’s

~ Lucien ~A Goddamned television.That’s what I can say if I were to describe my situation.It felt like I was watching a show with me in the backseat of my Agusta while the car itself drove on its own. I couldn’t fucking control it. Couldn’t fucking hold the steering wheel or even stamp on the brakes.The dark side of the Kirillian destroyed almost the entire castle. Despite my resistance, it had done what it did best: destruction. It used its massive claws to dig craters everywhere, its wings to butcher the roof of the castle, and its armor scales to wound helpless surfaces. Had it not been for the appearance of the Foressan soldiers, the devastation would have continued. I would have made pulp out of the castle.But that wasn’t my concern. It was the Foressan people’s safety. They had branded the Kirillian already as a monster. Doing this again would surely stamp me as the greatest murderer of all. Luckily, it didn’t summon the tail poison that was the reason for Foressa’s decreas

~ Nicolette ~Had it not been for the dead coldness of Lucien’s eyes when he looked at me, I would have gone straight to his side and nurse him. I really wanted to, but Lucien’s silent message was loud and clear: Stay. Away.I obliged, but it didn’t stop an anguished moan from leaving my mouth the same time I knelt on the ground as if the blade too had hit my chest. It was painful to watch my husband undergo it. Moreover, it was even painful to be on the sidelines and not permitted to do anything.Ira’s twin sword had successfully penetrated Lucien from the back, and it even went through to his front like skewered meat. Had he stayed in his Kirillian form with his hard-plated armor, it might have protected him, but that was just my hunch. Who knew what would happen with Ira being such a backstabber, both literally and figuratively speaking.Blood of silvery red oozed out of the affected area. It even went as far as to gush out at the corner of Lucien’s mouth, pointing to the fact that