บททั้งหมดของ THE NORTHERN KING'S TRIBUTE : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Ilena watched with a smile as children laughed and played with each other at the field. They were all promising young ones who are the future of Sulcar. Today was a scheduled visit to an orphanage. She was anxious to meet children because they’re very honest creatures but Frena and Voyra gave her confidence. She had packaged toys and clothes to give to the orphanage and more coins to sustain them. An active little girl of about five years old runs and bumps into Ilena’s leg. “Oh dear, you need to be careful.” She chuckled, gripping her tiny arms to steady her. The little girl tilted her head back, revealing a mop of curly hair and wide, curious eyes. “I’m sorry, my queen.” she said breathlessly. Ilena smiled gently, kneeling to meet the girl’s gaze. “What’s your name, little one?” “Lera,” the girl answered, twisting a piece of her hair between her fingers. “Well, Lera, you’re quite fast on your feet. Are you the fastest in the group?” Lera nodded eagerly, a grin

Ilena stood frozen in shock, she was not expecting those words to escape Alene’s lips. Her heart tugged with anxiety as she sucked in breath to prevent tears escaping her eyes. Alene chuckled smugly. “Oh don’t look do shocked, it’s all your fault.” She spat out viciously. Voyra clenched her jaws in anger, this was the first time that she had silently wished to slap Alene in the face although she knows the blaring difference in their strengths. “The one most important duty you had and you couldn’t fulfil it.” Alene smirked and walked out, leaving the two shocked women alone. Ilena clenched her gown in a tight fist till her knuckles turned white. She felt a whirlwind of emotions that included fear, sadness, anger and a pinch of self blaming. “Ilena, please you need to speak to lady Rhenka about this.....maybe she could help.” Voyra suggested softly. A lone tear slipped down her eyes but she held back her sobs, she had cried enough for the day. “Alene always to be planni

The preparations for the Luna Ball were coming together, though stressful but with the help of Rhenka, Voyra and Frena, they made it easier. I had sent out hand written letters to invite a few people from all over the world for the Luna Ball which was about to take place tomorrow night. I and Dreg’s royal attire was hand sewn and ready coupled with the decorations of the ball room. The Baker smiled and cut out a cake sample for me to taste. But I guess into the delicious moist softness, it tasted amazing. “This is perfect for tomorrow, you really are the best Baker in Sulcar.” I commented with a smile. She chuckled and nodded. “Thank you my queen, the cake would definitely be ready by tomorrow.” My gaze travelled to the row and rows of kitchen staffs, prepping for tomorrow and backing Northern finger treats to be eaten. Voyra gave them a few more instructions before following me out of the kitchen. “Everything is coming together, Ilena.....the decorations in the ball

The carriage ride went smoothly but Ilena’s heart held a certain kind of anxiety in them but she didn’t want to dwell too much on that and just concluded on being nervous to greet nobles. The soft hum of the harmonious instrument could be heard a few feet away from the castle. Sulcarns and foreigners all dressed in their best outfits chatted with each other. Their carriage stopped at the entrance and the Dreg led Ilrna out, hand in hand like the caring mate he was. Nobles whispered and watched the royal couple walk through the parted sea of crowds. Immediately, guests swarmed them. Complementing their luxurious royal attire that suits them, a few brought up business but Dreg dismissed the conversation smoothly. Ilena was bombarded by noble females who came from afar, she was asked questions after questions that almost made her dizzy. All she could do was smile and nod politely from over stimulation. The mates had separated and now Ilena had excused herself to get a chala

Ilena could barely sleep. The weight of last night’s encounter with Kaheal sat heavy on her chest, making it difficult to find rest. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw his crimson gaze and felt his unwelcomed presence too close to her. She stood at the window of her chamber, watching the first rays of dawn stretch over the dark forest. Dreg had not left her side, pacing the chamber restlessly before finally settling at the edge of the bed, his broad shoulders tense. The rage he held inside him simmered dangerously beneath his skin. He had sent men to thorough search the land for any sign of the rogue bandit Alpha but he was long gone with only his stench lingering in the air. A deep growl rumbled from beneath his chest. “He infiltrated my land, the main castle.....stood before my mate to threaten her.....” He clenched his fist with claws drawing blood within his palms. “This would not be left unanswered.” Ilena glanced back at him and let’s out a short gasp fro