Semua Bab The Forbidden Gaze: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Kaelen's POV For a moment, we just stared at each other, the only sound the soft rustling of the fabric in the breeze. I felt like I was frozen in time, unable to move or speak. It was Ava who broke the silence, her voice barely above a whisper. "What are you doing here, General?" she asked, dropping a small book that she was reading before I interrupted.I took a step forward, my eyes never leaving hers. "I wanted to see you," I replied, my voice low and husky.Ava's expression didn't change, but I could sense a flicker of emotion behind her eyes. "May I ask why, General?" she asked, her voice still barely above a whisper.I took another step forward, my heart pounding in my chest. "Because I'm intrigued by you, Ava," I said, my voice filled with conviction. "You're different from the others, and I want to know more about you."Ava's gaze never wavered, but I could sense a hint of curiosity behind her eyes. "What do you want to know?" she asked, her voice still soft, but with

Zylan had been watching Ava for what felt like an eternity, his eyes tracking her every move as she navigated the complex web of intrigue within the castle. He had been tasked by the general to keep an eye on her, to gauge her loyalty and determine whether she was a potential threat or an asset to be exploited.But as the days turned into weeks, Zylan began to notice something strange. The general, who had always been a man of singular focus and purpose, seemed to be spending an inordinate amount of time with Ava. He would seek her out, lavishing attention on her and ignoring the other entertainers who had previously been his favorites.As a Panja warrior, Zylan knew that intimacy was a crucial component of their battle abilities. The presence of a woman in their bed was said to fuel their strength, to heighten their senses and sharpen their reflexes. But it had been almost two months since the general had last been with a woman, and Zylan couldn't help but wonder what was behind this

Ava's POV As I sat under the shade of a tree, lost in the world of words, I felt a sense of peace wash over me. But suddenly, I heard footsteps approaching. I looked up to see Rylan standing over me, a sinister grin spreading across his face."Well, well, well," he said, his voice dripping with malice. "Look what we have here. All alone and vulnerable."My heart sank as I realized I was trapped. I haven't set my eyes on Rylan since the incident at the festival. This was the first, and I am all alone. I could tell from the expression on his face, he wasn't going to go easy on me. I felt trapped. I tried to stand up, but Rylan was too quick. He pinned me down, his hands rough and unforgiving."You're going to pay for what you did to me," he growled, his breath hot against my skin.I struggled to resist, but Rylan was too strong. Just as I thought all was lost, I heard a loud crash, followed by the sound of Rylan's pained grunt.I looked up to see General Kaelen standing over me, his eye

As they spoke, the darkness seemed to close in around them, the shadows deepening into menacing silhouettes, the tension between them was palpable. Mistress Elara's eyes never left Rylan's face, her expression a mixture of fascination and fear. Mistress Elara knew that Rylan was a man on the edge, driven by his anger and his desire for power. And yet, she couldn't help but feel drawn to him, to the sense of danger and excitement that seemed to surround him like an aura."What are you going to do?" she asked, her voice barely audible.Rylan's smile grew wider, his eyes glinting with a fierce intensity. "I'll take him down," he said. "I'll strip him of the power he thinks he has, and I'll make sure he regrets ever crossing me."Mistress Elara's eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat. She knew that Rylan was a force to be reckoned with, but she had never seen him like this before. His anger and determination were palpable, and she couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement at

I woke up as early as I could, feeling a sense of excitement and energy that I hadn't felt in a long time. As I made my way to the kitchen to start my daily tasks, I couldn't help but notice that something felt different. I wasn't in my usual "do it to survive" mood, where I went through the motions just to get by. Nor was I trying to be invisible, like I usually did when I was feeling anxious or overwhelmed.Instead, I felt good. I felt like I was carrying out my duties with a sense of purpose and enthusiasm that I hadn't felt in a long time. Even the old haggard Syla noticed it, and his curiosity got the better of him."Ava, what's gotten into you?" he asked, his voice laced with amusement. "You're moving around like a whirlwind today. What's going on?"I practically acted like I had no clue what he was talking about, concentrating on my duties as if nothing was out of the ordinary. But deep down, I knew exactly what was going on. I was feeling seen, I was feeling noticed, and it wa