Lahat ng Kabanata ng Surviving the World to Escape Him: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

HELENA I was busy at the shop recording new stock that had just arrived. I was keeping myself busy so as to not miss my husband so much. It had been two weeks since he left the capital, but it felt like month. “Rose, please check those orders against what is in the ledger.” Silence. “Rose.” Silence. What was strange was, the shop that was noisy and filled with chatter had gone silence. Dread filled me as I slowly turned to look behind me. The scene got my breath caught and my eyes widening. Her cruel smile took me back to the days when I served her in the palace. consort Yan. She was standing behind a group of maids holding Rose down with her mouth covered.I was so distracted and busy by the orders that I didn’t even notice when the noise died down. “Well, well, well. If it isn’t Lady Helena.” The smile on her face widened. “Oh, I forgot, you are a princess now.” she covered her mouth and laughed. “Or maybe I should call you by your other name, the one I gave you. what was it again

JULIAN That night the moon hung low lighting the night sky. We were hidden in the tall lash grass waiting for the old maid to be our line of sight so we could take out the two guards, get the clothes to blend in and walk straight into Steve’s residence. Mark was awfully quiet but the way he was gripping that hunting knife told me he was anything but calm. The dead body laid in a sack next to him, one hand on the hunting knife and another on the sack. He was a man with a plan, and I could tell we would not leave that place without him getting what he wanted. I peaked again, careful not to be discovered by the guards. That was when I saw her. She had a walking stick and a limp in her walk. It was nighttime and I couldn’t see her face from where I was, but the disguise was what we agreed on. She was only a distraction; Mark and I would do the work. Indeed, when she was close enough, the guards noticed keeping their attention to her. Before I could react, Mark had already sliced the

CONSORT YAN “Why did you call me here at this time of the night? Do you know how dangerous it is for me to leave the palace?” How dare they threaten me. “Your Majesty, we didn’t mean to threaten you, but we can’t keep her here for long, the Regent’s men are sniffing around and if this gets to the palace. it will mean trouble for us.” Who did they think they were.“Why would it get to the palace and who do you think will care what happens to her?” I pulled the offer closer with his jacket. “She is a criminal with no backing. Without the Regent here, who will protect her?” I let him go, pushing him a way from me. I took my handkerchief and wipes my hand.“The deal is simple; make sure she dies in here.” I walked around them. “Better yet, move her away from here and kill her. Make sure it looks like suicide.” I walked to the door. “When it’s done, you get the rest of the money. And if comes back to me. I get rid of every single one of you.” I opened the door before looking them over my

HELENAThe night was cold; there was nothing under the concrete floor. The chains dug on my wrists and ankles that I was taken back to the day I escaped the palace. I had burnt wounds back then and I was sure I wouldn’t survive. Today I was in the cold palace, four days had passed without eating or drinking anything.I could feel I was starting to lose grip with reality. I had been forcing myself to stay alert, but it was becoming increasingly difficult. Consort Yan wanted me broken and dead. I always knew she didn’t like me, even when I was still her maid, she always made things difficult for me. “I heard there is a beggar in the cold palace.”That woke me up instantly. Those were patrol guard and if they were the same as years ago, then that meant I was not safe. I strained my eyes looking around for something. I couldn’t find anything, panicked I took the dirt on the floor and covered myself with it. I didn’t want them seeing my face and getting ideas.“Why do you care about a begg

KING I was still reviewing memorials in my study; the sun was about to set in the horizon. Since my son’s left, I had been too busy shouldering everything on my own. I had not realized how much work Julian was doing until he left the capital and everything came to me. I was busy from dawn to dusk since he left and I was exhausted. I was about to pour myself a cup of tea when my study door was violently pushed open. My hand froze; annoyance filled me as I looked up. “Your Majesty, something is wrong!” his eyes were wide and he had this crazy look in his eyes. “What are you yelling about, is the palace on fire?” I already had a headache. “It might as well be, Your Majesty.” His eyes were unfocused like someone who had seen something frightening.“The Regent and the second prince. they…they are…” he kept saying and pointing at the door. I got up, anger rising with each step I took. Maybe it wasn’t anger but fear. He mentioned my son’s and my first thought was something happened to th