บททั้งหมดของ No Escape From Fate : บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

“Me!” Iolanta barked. “I’d say I’m glad to see you—but I won’t. I don’t know how to lie.”And right then, it seemed to me that the girl was lying after all, because her cheeks flushed slightly and she carefully avoided looking at the blond man.As for him—oh, he was looking at her. Frowning, grimacing, but thoroughly undressing her with his eyes from head to toe.“I didn’t know you’d finally grown some boobs!” the man blurted out with shocking bluntness.“And it’s none of your business!” the brunette snorted. “They didn’t grow for you. Take your eyes off them, or I’ll break your other arm too!”“I’d love to see you try,” the guard shot back sarcastically. “I’m not a teenager anymore—you won’t catch me by accident.”“At least something grew on me,” the girl sneered. “Unlike you—looks like yours is still the size of a pinky.”I could have sworn steam came out of the Yafi’s ears.“Want to check? Then just say so!”I kept turning my head from one to the other, completely bewildered by the

The throne hall was illuminated by hundreds of bright spotlights set into luxurious, expensive candelabra. Soft, unobtrusive music played, performed by a local ensemble of musicians. There were many people present, and by their appearance alone it was clear they were no ordinary mortals, but representatives of the highest social circles.The ladies wore exquisite, elegant gowns and were adorned with costly jewelry, while at the same time serving as living ornaments for their men. Gloss and ostentation sparkled everywhere. Apparently, showing off one’s wealth and lavish trinkets exists in every world.Waiters moved swiftly among the guests, offering drinks in refined glasses and goblets, along with delicate appetizers. The atmosphere screamed luxury—royal luxury.Among this still-bored nobility, several young women seemed almost lost. The king’s bride candidates were positioned in a separate, designated area, awaiting the appearance of King Karadeylis himself. The girls looked absolute

What do you know about awkwardness?I experienced the full spectrum of that feeling while dancing with King Karadeylis.Because of the height difference, the man reached me right about chest level, and I immediately regretted wearing a tight corset — one that quite literally presented my treasures directly in front of the monarch’s nose in all their glory.Due to his height, the king’s arms were rather short as well, so he had to press me quite close to himself, practically burying his face in my ruffled, double-peaked flowerbed.And yet, despite all that, the man’s warm hands held my waist firmly, guiding me through the dance with surprising skill and confidence. The king moved beautifully, even considering the fact that his legs were of different lengths.“Naziza, you are magnificent,” Karadeylis said, forgetting formalities and offering me a compliment.“Thank you,” I replied shyly, embarrassed by the monarch’s studying gaze. “You may call me Iza.”“Very well, Iza,” the king said w

“They love each other…” the man said, clasping his hands behind his back and pacing back and forth, glaring angrily at the lovers. “And who would ever love me? One more or one less—it makes no difference. This is a betrayal of the king! If you have made this decision and managed to grow close to one another, then you will die together! …in distant old age. By the power granted to me by the higher forces, I declare you husband and wife!” Karadeylis announced sharply, a sly smile playing on his lips.A sheet of paper and a pen appeared in his hands. He scribbled something on it, then our eyes met.I forgot how to breathe at that moment. The king smirked faintly, shoved the paper into Ogis’s hands, turned around, and returned to his throne.For several seconds, Ogis and Vasmiya stood in absolute shock, staring wide-eyed first at the monarch, then at the marriage certificate, blinking stupidly. Clearly, the meaning of what had happened didn’t reach them right away.“Well? What are you sta

After tossing and turning in bed, I couldn’t fall asleep again. It felt as if the moment I closed my eyes, that glowing suspension would swallow me once more—and this time, I wouldn’t be able to escape.What were those dreams about? They felt so… real.And that little girl…Creepy.In the morning, Iolanta came in and was quite surprised to find me not in bed, but already dressed and sitting on the balcony, wrapped in a wide blanket.“Morning. Why are you up so early?” she asked sympathetically, sitting down beside me and setting a tray with a fragrant breakfast on the table. “Did the meeting with the king go badly last night? Yes, he is very scary…”“Morning. No,” I smiled faintly. “The meeting actually went well—better than I expected. I just had terrible nightmares during the night, so I didn’t get much sleep.”“No wonder! I had nightmares too when I saw Karadeylis for the first time,” she admitted, shuddering.“You know, he’s not as scary as he might want to seem,” I said thoughtfu