Chapter 81.

OLIVIA POV.It’s only a night before my final fight, and I can’t stop thinking of what Aunt Maggi had said about King Sven. It makes me feel confused the way she talks about him having feelings for me when the window incident had proven otherwise. “Argh! I really don’t know anymore,” I say to myself, facepalming as I fall onto my bed. I’ve just freshly showered and now I am dressed in one of the few clean gowns I own. Sleep tonight is an illusion, that much I know, especially when I would be facing the Ripper Ghost in the next few hours. A match I have no hopes of surviving, not even with my staff. I think of Kyle… and knowing he is with Katniss, I hope they are doing okay and staying safe. And it hurts that I might probably never get to see either of them ever again. Maggi’s words invade my thoughts again. And I am left thinking about King Sven, the mate bond between us that is basically useless because he has no feelings towards me, and just Maggi’s delusions of him having feel

Chapter 82.

OLIVIA’S POV.I never thought I would see King Sven cry, especially in front of me. And I do not even know how to comfort him because I am hurting too, over everything. At his admission. “How am I meant to believe that?” I ask, chest tightening because it makes no sense for this man to feel something towards me. The more I try to comprehend it, the more I feel like I am going insane. “It makes no senses for you to feel something for me. How can I even begin to comprehend it?”“You don’t need to,” he says gently, his fingers caressing my ankles. I wipe my tears with the back of my hands and sniff, eyes still set on him. “Maggi said that,” I begin with a stutter. “that our bond is useless because our feelings are not mutual. How am I supposed to know you are even telling me the truth? If truly you felt anything for me the moment I stepped foot in your Kingdom, then Carter would not have died. A bounty would never have been placed on my brother.”“Easier said than done, Olivia,” he rep

Chapter 83.

OLIVIA’S POV.Sven’s story brings tears to my eyes and makes me cry miserably. I knew he has a deep-rooted hatred for my kind, but I never knew his own mother and grandfather were the architects behind it.“I’m sorry,” I say, my voice cracking. “Sven, I’m so incredibly sorry.”He doesn’t answer immediately. He stands perfectly still in the center of the room, looking at me with dark green eyes that seem to hold the weight of centuries. The fierce, terrifying king who controls entire armies suddenly looks like nothing more than a ghost of that broken, twelve years old boy who fled down to Māui. The silence between us stretches, heavy and agonizing, filled only by the sound of my ragged breaths and the quiet dripping of my tears onto the cold stone floor.“I wish there was something I can do. I know I can’t erase a childhood trauma, but- i’m so sorry-”“Please, you do not need to apologize, Olivia,” he finally speaks, his voice a low, gravelly whisper that vibrates through the quiet spa

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