Semua Bab Dark Fate: Bab 1 - Bab 5

The sky was dark save for the moon that hung low in the sky it casts a strange glow over the kingdom. Inside the palace, the tension was real. It was the kind of tension that shook even the strongest of men. It was the usual Fortnight ceremony where the wizard takes a look into the future of the kingdom. The king and his subjects watched as he performed his rituals, making strange sounds and incantations. The wizard's screams echoed through the huge hall, a sound that would haunt the memories of those who heard it for years to come. "Doom! Doom is coming!" he cried, his voice trembling with fear. "A werewolf will bring ruin to us all!"King Alaric's face immediately turned pale, flushed with fear and dread. His eyes darted around the room, taking in the expressions of horror on the faces of his subjects. Witches, vampires, and humans alike all shared the same dread. Without wasting time, the king raised his hand and issued the decree that would set off a chain of events no one co

Daphne gasped, drawing in a deep breath as she awoke. She blinked frantically trying to clear out the remnants of the dream. She felt exhausted from having multiple dreams since one night. She sighed, closing her eyes to compose herself. She could hear the distant sounds of the castle coming to life—servants bustling about, the clatter of dishes in the kitchen, the occasional bark of a guard's command.She groaned and pushed herself up, her body aching from the restless night. She rubbed her eyes and glanced around the small, cramped space she called home. It was little more than a closet, really, but it was all she had. She sighed and swung her legs over the side of the bed, wincing as her feet touched the cold stone floor.A sharp knock on the door made her jump. "Get up, lazybones!" a voice shouted from outside. "Did you forget about the preparations for the prince's visit today?"Daphne's eyes widened in shock. The prince! Of course! How could she have forgotten? She hurried to he

Daphne blinked several times to make sure she wasn't dreaming. The man that had always given her sweet torture in her dreams was a real person and was right before her. He stood there, his presence both comforting and unnerving. She took a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart."Hey, Short thing." He called."Short thing?" she asked incredulously, her voice tinged with annoyance. "You shouldn't call me that."He chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that sent shivers down her spine. "You're a feisty one, aren't you?" he said, his eyes twinkling with amusement. He dropped down, his face inches from hers, almost kissing her. She parted her lips in anticipation, but he moved away, leaving her hanging."Get dressed," he said, his tone suddenly serious as he threw her some clothes.That was when she noticed she was naked under the covering. "What in the world did you do to me." She screamed in shock, her hands instinctively covering herself. His laughter only made her more flustered."R