[ IN WHICH SHE SINS ] I cannot fall asleep. I've laid in my bed for hours, but sleep evades me completely. I can't find the means to rest. I’ve been restless ever since my last interaction with the King—well, with Sin—since that’s his real name. My mind keeps replaying our last encounter over and over again. I simply cannot get him out of my mind. The truth is, it’s not just the sight of him cutting his flesh open that perturbs me. There’s something else. After feeling my body up close with him, I can’t help but desire for more. Helplessly, I let out a wary sigh. I’m currently awake, because my mind won’t stop creating fantasies about a man I’m supposed to resent; a man whom I’m supposed to view as a nuisance. … [it was only natural to feel that way. i was experiencing an attraction so intense towards the one i had been fated to, but i didn’t know that, so i suppressed my emotions, which only made them worse for me, and someone else] … I gaze through the white curtains and out t

[ IN WHICH SHE SPOTS A TRUTH ] Something definitely feels off. Something is going to happen soon— I know it, I just don't know what exactly is going to happen. The rest of the mansion clearly knows, but they refuse to say anything to me.Sauntering down the halls of the mansion, I explore areas that I haven't seen before. I've been too preoccupied with resenting, and trying to escape this building that I haven't really noticed how glorious it is. Last night, after tracing the unholy sounds, I realized this mansion is much bigger than it looks. It has staircases, doors, and rooms leading to diverse and interesting places. Maybe if I want some answers, I should start by searching the mansion. With more than half of the guards gone, I can use this opportunity to the fullest. But obviously, the guards in charge of my safety will not let me out of their sight."Miss. I'm sorry, but you can't go further than that." I ignore the male guard as I walk towards the balcony. "I think I can.

[ IN WHICH SHE SUFFERS ]Eirene is the first to move. With his sword gripped tightly in his hands, he swings blindly at the door. Of course, he misses. “You can't fight what you can't see”, and that statement ends Eirene in a bulk load of pain. The woman averts her gaze from me instantly, snapping them to the blonde man. Before Eirene's sword smites her, she sets her palms out, slamming them into Eirene's chest as he gets close. I feel the impact as I hear the cracking of bones— most likely Eirene's. He flies in the air a second later, propelled by the force. His back smacks against the wardrobe, causing the wood to shatter, and then gravity brutally pulls him back down, causing him to fall face flat onto the ground. The clanking sound of metal fills the room as his sword tumbles out of his hands.I gasp at the violent scene. With heavy pants leaving my lips, I sit up, gazing scared at Eirene. Lake leaves my side and rushes towards his friend. His eyes peer at the door. He picks the s

[ IN WHICH SHE IS ABOUT TO BE PLEASED ] I spring up from the bed.Panting heavily, cold sweat beads on my forehead. My eyes are wide as they rove the room I've been put in. My vision remains blurry, so I blink several times, trying to peer through the poor eye sight. I spot a few maids standing in the room with bowls of water in their hands. A second after being awake, pain seeps into my body. My skin instantly feels like it's on fire. My eyes snap shut as I wail in pain. I sound like a wounded whale in the ocean, which would have been embarrassing if I was in front of the cameras. My body shakes uncontrollably. Memories —flashes of images— flood my mind, and the pain becomes unbearable.Suddenly, warm arms wrap around me. "I am here. You will be fine. Lay back down." Sin's soothing voice envelopes me like a warm blanket as he pushes me gently onto the soft sheets of the bed. My back falls on the mattress, and pain stings my skin once again. I don't remember the pain being this into

[ IN WHICH SHE SPEAKS OF THE DEVIL ] Feeling refreshed, I yawn myself awake. I think it's safe to say that in one night, I went to heaven and back. I'm comforted by the fragrance in the air as I'm awakened into the land of the conscious. Slowly fluttering my eyes open, I spot a maid standing at the edge of the bed, staring at me with a look of shock on her face. I squeak, startled by her presence. "Oh, my goodness. She's awake!" The maid screams, running out of the room with a bowl of warm water in her hands. "The Queen lives!" Slowly, I sit up and a towel falls off my head. It's warm. Confused, I look around the King's chambers. Disgusted by the wet towel, I toss it across the room. Then, I look down at myself. I'm dressed in a loose fitting clothing, different from what I was wearing yesterday. ... [except it wasn't yesterday. i had been asleep for seven days— a week, most people thought i would unconscious forever] ... My eyes rove around the room. Light seeps in through the