Semua Bab The Cursed Prince's Chosen Queen : Bab 1 - Bab 10

CHAPTER TWO The journey was long… painfully long. For over an hour, I said nothing. I just sat there, blindfolded, listening to the low hum of the car and the steady rhythm of my own heartbeat. Then the man beside me finally spoke. “Why are you so quiet?” His voice was cold, sharp. “Or can’t you speak?” I swallowed hard, my fingers tightening against my dress. “Sir…” My voice trembled. “I’ve never met you before. I don’t know you. You didn’t ask me anything… so I didn’t say anything.” There was a pause. Then, his tone softened—just a little. “I want to give you some information about where you’re going,” he said. “So listen carefully.” My heart began to race. “I am the butler of the house,” he continued. “And my master…” He hesitated briefly. “My master is a dog.” My breath caught. “He was cursed,” the butler added calmly, as if that explained everything. “And where we are heading is far from ordinary. If you want to make it out alive, you must learn to accept him the way

CHAPTER FOUR Right beside the bed, I saw him again—my husband. His cold presence filled the room. His expression was unreadable, and those icy blue eyes… I tried so hard not to look into them, yet they pulled me in. They were too bright, too sharp—terrifying, yet strangely captivating. I quickly lowered my gaze and bowed my head in respect, just as Steve had instructed. Then I heard his voice. But his lips didn’t move. It echoed inside my head. “I am your husband. You will show me respect… and you will fear me, or face the consequences.” My body stiffened as I slowly rose from the bed. “My name is Luca Blackthorn. I am a prince—the heir to the throne of Dreadveil Palace.” A heavy silence followed. He was waiting for a response… but I couldn’t speak. I was listening—every word sinking deep, sending chills crawling down my spine. Fear wrapped around me so tightly I could barely breathe. Then suddenly— “Mira.” The way he said my name—sharp, loud, commanding—felt like someth

CHAPTER SIX At this point, I wasn’t sure what to do—should I turn back, or go sit at the table? It was as if both my maid and my husband sensed my hesitation. In a calm, measured tone, he said, “Why are you standing there? Come and sit at the table and wait for your food.” I tried to coordinate my movements, but fear clung to me like a second skin. I wasn’t just afraid of my dog-husband—I was terrified of him, even in his current form. Quietly, I took a seat, careful not to meet his eyes, and waited in silence. The room was heavy with quiet, yet I could feel his gaze tracing every inch of me. I refused to look at him. Fifteen minutes later, the food arrived, brought by my maid, Nora. The aroma alone was intoxicating, the presentation flawless—it seemed like a meal fit for royalty, perfectly balanced and rich. I lifted my fork, then paused. No one had told me I could start. I stared blankly at the food, unsure. Then, as if reading my mind, his voice echoed in my head: “Go ahead

CHAPTER EIGHT I woke up feeling unusually refreshed, my body light, my mind calm. For a moment, I simply lay there, staring at the ceiling—until I realized evening had already fallen. And I hadn’t eaten. A sharp pang of hunger hit me instantly. I had skipped lunch, and now my stomach protested loudly, reminding me just how famished I was. Without hesitation, I summoned Dora. She appeared almost immediately in front of me, bowing slightly. “Ma’am, you called?” “Yes,” I replied, sitting up. “Please prepare warm water for my bath. I’d like to freshen up before heading to the dining hall. I’m really hungry.” “Right away, Ma’am.” She carried out the task swiftly, as always. Soon enough, everything was prepared. As I dressed, I noticed she hadn’t left. She stood quietly by the side, waiting, as if anticipating my next command. Without thinking, I muttered softly to myself, “Where is my husband…?” Dora’s reaction was immediate. Her eyes widened slightly, surprise flashing acros

CHAPTER TEN I thought this would be the only tribulation, especially since he had already returned to his human form—but I was wrong. As he lay unconscious on my lap, the moonlight shone upon us like a quiet spotlight. I summoned Steve to help me carry him to his room, since I couldn’t do it myself. Together, we laid him gently on his bed. We were about to leave when suddenly, he reached out and held my hand. “Don’t go,” he said softly. A quiet warmth spread through me. I didn’t say a word—I simply dismissed Steve and laid beside him. He pulled me closer, placing my head gently on his chest. It was the first time I had ever been this close to a man, and my body trembled slightly… but I didn’t pull away. Instead, I melted into him. Then he rested his head on mine, wrapping his arms around me. And in that moment, I felt safe. “Thank you… my love, for saving me today,” he whispered. I smiled softly and hugged him tighter. Soon, we were wrapped around each other in a way that fe