All Chapters of When Eternity Becomes a Lie: Chapter 11 - Chapter 17

Dorian's POVHelena's face was chalk white. She stared at me, her eyes filled with terror."How much... how much did you hear?" she stammered.I didn't answer.I just stared at her coldly, the way you'd look at a venomous snake. The look in my eyes silenced her.Just then, hurried footsteps echoed down the hall.Viktor rushed over, carrying a bottle of precious aged blood."How is she? Is Liliana alright?" he asked anxiously, clearly here to soothe the "unwell" future princess of his.Then he noticed the strange tension between us."What's wrong?"I ignored Helena's panic and turned my gaze to Viktor. I calmly began to tell the 'story' I had just overheard."Care to hear a story, Father? A story about a substitute bride. A pure-blood sister who refused to marry, so her half-blood sister took her place and deceived an entire family..."The bottle of blood slipped from Viktor's grasp, shattering. Red sprayed across the marble floor—the perfect, tainted symbol of the pure bloodline he che

Freya's POVTwo years. I stood in a high tower in the city of Veridia, looking down on the place that had once broken my heart.I was no longer the same Freya who hid in the Misty Valley, licking her wounds.I wore the deep blue robes of the Healer's Guild, the silver insignia of a Senior Healer pinned to my chest.After my bond with a vampire, I could never rejoin the werewolf healers, but fate had rewarded me with a chance to live my dream in neutral territory.I had earned this status with two years of blood and sweat.The million gold coins Viktor gave me had been a good start.But what truly established me in the Guild was my talent for herbology and my reckless drive.For two years, I took on the Guild's most dangerous missions.I went to the northern glaciers to harvest snow lotuses and nearly froze to death.I delved deep into the southern poison forests for antidotes and was almost killed by the toxins.Countless other times, I walked the line between life and death.Every tim

Dorian's POVI forced myself out of my despair. No, there was still hope.But the message from the Guild's envoy was unbelievable."The healer I'm supposed to meet with is refusing?"The envoy nodded nervously."Yes, Your Highness. She said she's unwell and needs a leave of absence. The Guild is willing to send another excellent healer in her place—""No," I cut him off, my voice cold as ice. "I will only see her."This was the real reason I came to Veridia.Not for some damn "Heart of Blood" trade.It was because I'd tracked a piece of information—the genius healer who cured the Blood Plague had long, silver hair.In this world, how many werewolf healers had silver hair?"Your Highness, but she is truly unwilling—""Go back and tell your Vice-Master," I stood, looming over the envoy, "if she doesn't come, the deal is off."The envoy's face went pale."Your Highness, you can't! The Heart of Blood is too important to our Guild!""Then have her meet me," I said, turning to the window. "T