All Chapters of No Escape From Fate : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“As I mentioned,” Alaya continued, “our king, Karadeylis, is a great mage.” Her tone grew more serious. “He has ruled these lands for centuries—many generations of people have lived and died under his reign. How exactly he came to power remains a mystery. Some say he murdered the previous royal family and took their place. Others insist he’s one of their secret descendants. And there are those who whisper that dark magic was involved—that he’s an ancient alpha werewolf himself. That theory isn’t far-fetched—some mages can take on other forms and become dual-natured beings. Whatever the truth, it’s long been buried under centuries of rumors. What matters is that Karadeylis has remained the ruler for ages.”“To be fair,” she added thoughtfully, “he governs wisely and efficiently. There are no homeless or starving people here. He’s a powerful warrior as well as a mage, proven in countless battles. Occasionally, reckless fools from other kingdoms still try to attack us, but Karadeylis alw

But today hadn’t started well from the very beginning. It had rained during the night, and I’d managed to stain the dress Alaya had kindly given me while feeding the animals. To make things worse, I’d already been wandering around the local market for forty minutes, trying in vain to find paparita—a dark-blue vegetable that tasted a bit like zucchini.When I stopped by the stall where Alaya usually bought it, the merchant regretfully told me they’d run out and suggested I check a booth between the last two houses on the square.But I never made it there.Out of nowhere, a group of children and teenagers swept me up into a whirlwind of song and laughter, spinning me in a playful dance right there on the street. I barely had time to blink before they scattered in all directions, leaving me stumbling backward. Someone shoved me harder than the others, and my feet tangled together—I crashed right into the mud.I knew this trick.Cursing under my breath, I immediately checked my pockets.O

While we were sitting on the platform in the park and the guards were sharing their stories with the tipsy men from the village, women in revealing and provocative outfits slowly began to approach the king’s sentinels. Some shamelessly sat on the men’s laps, wrapping their arms around their necks, while others moved seductively in front of them, pressing their bodies together, kissing openly, and giving the warriors meaningful looks. The men quickly grew distracted — their hands wandered toward their belts as they forgot about their conversations.One of these women approached Kays as well. She gracefully sat down on his lap, wearing a very short and daring dress. Turning her back to him, the dark-haired beauty began to move her body sensually, rubbing herself against him. The brown-haired man didn’t mind the attention at all — his hands began to explore her curves with clear interest. He leaned closer, kissing her neck and whispering something that made the woman breathe heavily and

After hugging once more, I finally climbed onto the horse, as Kays was already rolling his eyes in impatience, clearly ready to end our tender moment.We set off toward the mountains. Alaya told us that their vast plain is completely surrounded by a mountain range, and there’s only one route through the gorge that provides a somewhat reasonable path to the outside world—not counting the narrow old trails.Once we left the settlement, the horses were spurred, and they galloped forward. Perhaps the girls were ready, but I certainly wasn’t! Startled, I almost fell off—if a strong hand hadn’t grabbed me just in time."You’ve never ridden a horse before?" asked a brown-eyed young man with long white hair tied in a high ponytail. He was one of the guards of our delegation."Imagine that… no," I muttered, grumbling. I had posed near horses for pictures, but never dared to ride one."It shows," the white-haired young man smiled, dimples appearing on his cheeks. "I’m Yafi. Shift a little!"I c

Suddenly, we heard a pleased, raspy laugh—neither fully feminine nor entirely old and decrepit—echoing sharply through the gorge.I saw Kays tense, his lips pressed into an angry line, while the laughter grew louder and louder.“Kays, my delightful friend!” an old woman’s voice croaked, carried by the echo. “I see you still can’t sit still. Craving adventure? Well, I’ll gladly arrange some for you!” The voice cackled with vicious amusement. “I hope you die in the process!!!”Abruptly, the voice broke into a terrifying, deafening scream—like some kind of banshee. We covered our ears, but it didn’t help. The heavens tore open with thunder just as loud, and a wall of rain came crashing down.“Laverna! You ancient, miserable hag!” Kays roared at the scream, sweeping his hands through the air. With a few sharp gestures, he halted the rain and drove away the storm clouds.But the damage was already done. Suddenly, we felt a violent jolt beneath us, staggering from the impact and looking aro