Semua Bab The Alpha & The Harpy: Bab 41 - Bab 50

Chapter 41. Honest Allies After breakfast with Sephora, Prince Fenn seemed to be delighted to discover that she was even more gorgeous than her sister, at least in his opinion. It was those striking eyes. However, the event with the cured fish that prompted her to gag forced him to remain to ever have reservations regarding her etiquette and suitability for a mate. His mate. Prince Fenn arrived at the realisation that he ought to make the best of the prospect which had been granted to him via the Raven Queen. Boldly seeking out Queen Nox, he solemnly took on the responsibility to enlighten her about the entire incident: The music room was where he saw the criminal peacock assault the young servant harpy, and prince or commoner alike, either way, this is a scenario where he immediately interceded and always would have. Queen Nox, who more or less observed the inquiry and verification, eventually came to the conclusion that he was a dependable and trustworthy political ally, herse

Chapter 43. Private Ultimatum The heavy doors to Chaitav's chambers opened without a knock. Only one person in the Peacock Palace would dare such an intrusion, and her presence filled the air before she spoke. Queen Charula Rajdevan glided inside, her jeweled mantle trailing like the fan of a living sun. Behind her, the guards shut the doors with a finality that seemed to seal the prince's fate. Chaitav rose from his writing desk, where scraps of parchment lay discarded — attempts at letters he could never send. "Mother—" "Sit," Charula said. Her voice was silk on steel. He sat. For a moment, she studied him, every detail — the restless flick of his tail feathers, the taut set of his jaw, the faint scent of wine lingering on his breath. Only then, she spoke. "Do you have any idea," she began softly, "what one million tonnes of gold looks like?" Chaitav's brows drew together. "I—" "It fills vaults," she continued, stepping closer. "It breaks the backs of the miners who dig it,

Chapter 45. The Prince Peacock & Pawn Prince Chaitav of the Peacock Clan had always craved a mate unlike himself — not one whose plumage matched his own vibrant colors, nor the muted beige that marked the female harpies of his clan, but a contrast so stark it would turn every head in the court. To him, beauty demanded opposition... to dare to stand out from the norms imposed on what was or was not a suitable aesthetic. For years, the idea had haunted him: a Raven or Dove mate, black or white feathers set against the shimmering greens and golds of his own. A partner whose very presence would magnify his brilliance, without being dull, boring and mute in colour or shade of brilliance herself. Anything less was unthinkable. Anything less was a personal insult to his vision of perfection. When word reached him that Queen Nox of the Raven Court was accepting noble and royal bachelors to be considered for her daughters' mates, Chaitav discarded any thought of a Dove. His focus sharpened o

Chapter 47. Frost and Blue - Part 1 Somewhere in the royal palace, an open plan room, had been reconfigured for something smaller, more intimate. A low table of lacquered blackwood stood between two chairs angled just enough to suggest conversation without forcing it. Queen Charula sat apart, not at the table but on a high-backed chair along the wall — an observer, not a participant. Solomn was stationed with quiet stillness in the far corner, his amber eyes half-lidded but missing nothing. A Peacock harpy servant, a soft-spoken woman named Anesh, lingered by the door. She had been instructed to keep her gaze politely lowered, but to miss nothing either. Chaitav arrived as if summoned to a trial rather than an introduction. His step was slow, deliberate, and his eyes — cold and sharp as cut glass — swept the room, then fixed on his mother. He inclined his head, the motion stiff. "You called for me." Charula's smile was faint. "I arranged for you to meet someone. Sit." It was then

Chapter 49. Forgotten but Never Forgiven Location: The Raven Kingdom While the Peacock court schemed to restore the honour and dignity of the Peacock Valley, which suffered the greatest casualty of Prince Chaitav's idiocy, so too had the Raven Kingdom not sat idle. The Raven court had been kept tight-lipped about the matter, but whispered leaks of such audacious and terrible news always found their way through cracks in stone. Prince Chaitav's crime had sent a ripple through the Raven Kingdom — not a wave, for Queen Nox had crushed it before it could swell — but the faint, persistent kind of ripple that still reached every noble and common ear alike. Even the wingless, those relegated to the worst punishments, had heard about what had been done... although no one knew the name of the servant it had happened to. They all knew it had occurred to one of the female staff in the castle. In another time, or under another peacock queen, the punishment that the Raven Queen would have decr