The Cursed Prince's Chosen Queen のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 18

CHAPTER ELEVEN I stepped into his room quietly, only to find him lying on the bed—once again in his beast form. Fear gripped me instantly. He was larger than before, his sharp teeth glinting faintly in the dim light, his massive paws resting heavily against the sheets. For a moment, I thought this was the end for me. A silent prayer formed in my heart—I didn’t want to die here. Yet… his eyes. They were the same. Soft. Pained. Human. I moved slowly, carefully circling to the other side of the bed. He didn’t look at me. It was almost as if he was ashamed of what he had become. Despite his terrifying form, he remained still—calm, restrained… like a beast choosing not to attack. I lay beside him, my heart pounding, waiting for something—anything. But nothing happened. And deep down, I knew… doing nothing wouldn’t save him. Or me. Taking a quiet breath, I leaned closer. Fear still lingered, but something stronger pushed me forward—trust. My arms couldn’t fully wrap around him,

CHAPTER THIRTEEN We stood in the open garden, ten feet apart—my husband and I on one side, Steve on the other. The spellbook rested in my left hand while I used my right to attempt the spells. I asked Luca which spell I should try first. Calmly, he said I should attempt absorbing Steve’s energy; it might come in handy later. I took a deep breath, recited the words from the book, and looked directly at Steve. Stretching out my hand as if to collect something, I was surprised when it actually worked. I felt a surge of strength, and Steve collapsed to his knees. I stopped immediately, recited the words backwards, and directed my palm toward him. Slowly, the energy returned to him, and I felt like myself again. Encouraged, I suggested trying the spell on Luca. He warned me not to overdo it—people born of Blackthorn couldn’t easily have their powers drained. I lifted my hands, aimed at him, and repeated the words. At first, it seemed to work—but suddenly, pain shot through my arm and I

CHAPTER FIFTEEN This routine continued for a week. I was always with Steve or Luca, just to make sure Derek didn’t get the chance to speak to me or come close. Lately, I had been feeling dizzy and slightly nauseous, but I didn’t think much of it. I tried reading sometimes, but not for long. I just went along with everything, hoping it would pass. Until one day. A letter arrived from the palace, summoning Luca—with his right-hand man, Steve—for an urgent discussion concerning the throne. There was no way out of it. Before leaving, Luca held me close and reassured me. “I’ll be back before midnight.” But unease crept into my chest. Midnight felt too far away. “How am I supposed to protect myself?” I asked quietly. “We’re already bonded,” he replied calmly. “If anything happens, just call my name in your mind three times, and I’ll be there. Besides, Dora is still here.” I frowned. “Dora can’t even protect herself. How is she supposed to protect me?” He sighed softly. “Just call

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN At the diner, the food tasted far better than I expected. Maybe it was the pregnancy, or maybe I was just hungry—but I ate more than usual. Luca gently held my hand and said, “Slow down. You’re eating like someone who hasn’t eaten in a week.” I paused and looked around the table—Steve, Dr. Roberts, Dora… and my husband, Luca. For a moment, we looked like one happy family. “Doctor,” I asked calmly, “will I gain weight because of the pregnancy?” Dr. Roberts chuckled softly. “Of course you will. There’s nothing you can do to stop it.” Before I knew it, tears filled my eyes. “Mira… what’s wrong?” Luca asked, clearly confused. I wiped my eyes gently. “If I gain weight… will you still love me the same?” The entire table burst into laughter. My chest tightened. “I’m serious!” I snapped, my voice trembling. “And you’re all laughing?” A tear slipped down my cheek. Luca immediately stood and walked over to me. “I’ll always love you,” he said softly. “It’s not