Semua Bab The Crown And The Blade: The Abandoned Luna's Little Secret : Bab 11 - Bab 20

Eirlys Lumi,It was an old Packhouse on the cliff of the Ravilan Mountain, a mountain standing proudly in the depths of the woods.The cars stopped almost a kilometre away from the Packhouse. We had to walk the rest of the way.As I watched from the car, the elderly women opened the door for me and snapped,"What are you waiting for? Aren't you coming outside?"I grabbed my purse and got out of the car. My heels clicked sharply against the stones."She is an Omega. Are you sure you brought the right one?" one of the guards standing in the distance asked after scanning me once. "It will be troublesome if His Majesty learns about it!""Don't talk too much!" the woman scowled before she grabbed my arm, her grip firm. "Let's go.""This is not the King's residence. Where are we?" I asked, my voice calm, too calm."King doesn't want to see you now. Do you have any problems with that?"I watched the woman closely. My fingers twitched with the urge to squeeze her neck, to break it. But I rest

Eirlys Lumi,By the time they had calmed themselves and realized that I possessed a working phone—something through which I could actually communicate with the outside world—both servants wore the same expression of startled hope, as though a narrow door of escape had suddenly appeared before them.The angrier one, who had been flinging rather unpleasant words not long ago, stared at me as though I held the power to change the course of her entire life.“Does this phone truly work?” she asked, her voice trembling faintly.Her fingers twitched with nervous agitation, her nails pressing into her own skin as if she feared the moment might vanish if she relaxed even slightly.“Yes,” I replied calmly. “Why? Do you need to call someone?”“Please—!”With a dull thud that echoed faintly in the worn wooden floor, she dropped to her knees before me.“Luna… please, I beg you. Let me call someone. I have a daughter in my village. I have been locked here for three years without any communication.

Kaelith,The scent of blood was metallic and copper-y as I sat there, my back against the wooden chair, eyes dark and cold, on the man hanging upside down, in the dungeon's torture room. The damp walls pressed in, faint dripping echoing off the stone floor. Shadows danced along the chains, stretching across his twisted form.I rested my elbow on the wooden table, my skin brushing the knife as I watched him closely, the faint twitch of my fingers tightening slightly over the edge. My gaze never wavered.Jacob, one of the Guards here, turned toward me, his hand gripping the whip, blood dripping off its rough leather, "He isn't opening his mouth, Your Majesty. What should we do next?" His voice faltered slightly under my stare, hesitation crawling into his tone.I leaned into the chair, staring at the Man, Benjamin Cooper, one of my ministers and the traitor. Not only did he drown a large shipment in the ocean but also he leaked the route to our enemies. My jaw clenched almost impercept

Kaelith Bloodraven,Hunter Violet... An Omega?When I walked there, the guard already informed me. A small girl was claiming herself as Hunter Violet.And I didn't believe it until I saw her, standing in the center of the throne room, back straight, wearing a black leather jacket with tight jeans. There was no hesitation in the way she held herself, no restless shifting of weight, no flicker of uncertainty in her stance. Even from a distance, the stillness around her felt controlled.I stood there, just outside the throne room, when I threw my dagger right across the room, watching it cut through the air sharply as it flew toward her. The sound alone was enough to make seasoned warriors flinch. I had made sure it would move past her and hit the pillar.But she didn't even flinch.Her hand moved, precise, effortless, and she stopped the dagger between her two fingers as if it were nothing more than a cigarette. The motion was so clean it almost looked lazy.From outside, she looked sma

Kaelith, The air shifted around me as I walked into the meeting room, finding that bastard sitting on the couch as if he owned the place. His legs were on the edge of the table, looking smug. When he noticed me, he hurriedly moved them away and stood up, "Here is the King of this territory!" He smirked as he walked toward me. "I have been waiting for you, Your Majesty. Your people are so stupid that I couldn't help but feel so bored and—!" His words died in his mouth the moment my hand reached his neck and slammed his head against the table. The impact cracked through the room, the force knocking the air out of his chest. "What the—!" His soldiers, who had been standing behind him protectively, immediately raised their rifles, But my eyes darkened as I pressed his face further down and leaned closer, my presence suffocating, "Did you kill my soldiers?" He trembled violently under my gaze. Blood gushed out of his mouth, his words reduced to broken, inaudible mumbles. My