All Chapters of No Escape From Fate : Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

“I… I can’t leave him,” she says in a trembling voice, wiping away a tear with her sleeve. “The longer I keep healing him, the sooner he’ll wake up. I just want him to wake up so badly.”“Listen…” I hear uncertain words from Kays, as if he’s forcing them out. “I’m sorry about this guy. He jumped out too fast.”“Oh, sure—so you’d have hit her instead!” I snap at him, and he rolls his eyes in irritation.“I… I’m not very strong at healing,” Karadeylis admits, “but let me take over for a while. It was my fault he got hurt.”“That’s a great idea,” I immediately agree. “You can wash up, change, eat, and get a bit of rest in the meantime.”“I can live without food,” the witch mutters stubbornly, watching her red-haired man.“You’ve always been stubborn. No wonder you two get along,” Kays grumbles, and I see his magic flow from his hands, taking over the healing.“As if you’re any better—you’re impossible to move too,” Laverna snorts, but with effort she finally gives in and steps back.She

She curled her lip at the nickname and strode out of the hall with regal dignity.The silence was broken by Gerald’s slow, deliberate clapping.“Now that is a woman!” Mymrik exclaimed enthusiastically, continuing to applaud. “If I’d met her earlier, I would’ve married her without a second thought! That’s exactly the kind of fire I was missing in my long life!”He paused, then his eyes lit up. “Actually—why not? There are plenty of worthy men gathered here! We could hold a tournament for this lovely lady, if she agrees! Everything’s already prepared! Any takers?”A buzz of voices filled the hall. About a dozen candidates eagerly raised their hands, agreeing with Gerald.“Come anywhere near her and I’ll tear you all apart!” the blond growled, clenching his jaw and fists before storming out of the hall.“Probably went to get the ring,” I chuckled into Kays’s ear. He laughed in agreement.Naturally, Yafi wasn’t exactly a master of romance, so he came running to me for advice. I helped him

But I’ve read that curses can horribly disfigure a person, turning them into a cripple—sick, old, and ugly. All of that fits here. It’ll be hard, but I’ll seduce her. Because I love her. Never in my life have I been twisted up like this from green eyes alone! And to my surprise, horror, and joy… I’m hard.The old woman swallows nervously and starts breathing heavily in fear. I circle around the cowering witch and lock the door to her hut. She spins around immediately.“What are you doing?” she asks in panic as I advance on her, forcing her backward until her backside hits a massive wooden table. “Anton, don’t forget who you’re dealing with! I’ll turn you into a cockroach.”“After you saved me?” I smirk and see Laverna’s eyes flick to my lips for a split second.I yank at her sack-like garment, tearing it from the neckline down to her waist. She cries out in surprise and is suddenly bare to the waist.“What… do you think you’re doing?” the old woman rasps, trying in horror to cover her

Huge festive tents, hundreds of tables overflowing with food, and even more guests. Everyone was arriving—artists, musicians, cooks, servants—and as for the guests, don’t even get me started. Anyone who wasn’t afraid of the All-Seeing One’s gaze didn’t miss the chance to witness her wedding. And there were many of them.In the morning, Iolanta and Laverna burst into my room and shoved Kays out the door. Then a whole swarm of girls rushed in and began fussing over me.And there I stood, barely recognizing myself.A stunning fitted gown with a voluminous tulle skirt, embroidered all over with stones and pearls. The corset was made of semi-transparent fabric, densely embroidered across the bust and downwards, creating the illusion of a bodice and clinging like a second skin. My hair was lightly gathered, but long locks flowed freely down my back.“Girls, there are so many people out there!” I stared in horror at the crowds swarming the palace grounds. “Maybe we shouldn’t…”“Kays?” Lavern

“What are you screaming for?” the redhead grumbled, turning on the bedside lamp and looking at me with concern. “Something wrong? Bad dream?”“Anton, what dream to hell?!” I stared at him in panic, on the brink of a full-blown breakdown. “Where are they?!”“Iza… who?” my friend didn’t understand, and I saw worry growing in his eyes.“Kays! Laverna! Everyone!”“Who?”"Anton, don’t tell me you don’t remember them?" my eyes were already filling with tears, panic crushing my chest. "Kays is my husband! And Laverna is your beloved! We had a wedding…""Iza, I knew that all your late-night reading of nonsense wouldn’t end well! A body needs rest!""Anton, no…" I broke down completely, sobbing in despair. He pulled me into a tight hug, trying to calm me, but I was inconsolable.I couldn’t breathe in his arms—because they weren’t Kays’s. My soul was slowly dying, and I had no idea how to stop it.It couldn’t have been a dream. It just couldn’t.…Or could it?"Iza, my God, what’s wrong with you