บททั้งหมดของ Surviving the World to Escape Him: บทที่ 141 - บทที่ 150

JULIAN The first man walked toward the smoke. I tightened my grip around my sword. Then another appeared behind him. another, withing seconds, the destroyed entrance was filled with soldiers. They weren’t monsters. They weren’t the dead, they were men. Men wearing armour. Men carrying swords. Men who had come prepared to fight.I moved in front of Helena. “Stay behind me.” she didn’t argue. “Brother!” Mark called for me from somewhere. “Don’t you regret not eating now?” my eyebrows furrowed. That wasn’t the time to think about food. “How are you going to fight on an empty stomach now?” he was trying to lighten the mood but nothing he could say would word at a moment like that.I was focused on my wife. When she didn’t argue. That scared me more than anything. Helena always argued when she thought I was being overprotective. But now she was staring at the soldiers with a strange expression on her face. Like she recognized something, Mark stepped beside me. “How many?”“Too many.” I an

JULIAN I suddenly couldn’t breathe. Not because Helena had just discovered that she was the daughter of a prince. Not because her real father had been murdered, it was because of that one sentence. He was ambushed before he reached the border. I looked at Helena’s mother. “When did this happen?”She frowned. “What?” I looked her in the eyes. “When was her father killed?” Her face changed. “Twenty-two years ago.” I looked at Mark. He was already staring at me. something was not right. I turned toward the commander. “You said the former king was the one who ordered Helena’s blood to be taken.”He slowly nodded. “And you said the man who helped him is still alive.” I asked “Yes.” he admitted. “My uncle?” He nodded once again. I looked back at Helena’s mother. “Then why was Helena’s father killed before the former king took her blood?” she froze. The room went silent. Helena’s eyes narrowed.“What are you saying?” I stepped closer to her mother. “If Helena’s father was murdered twenty-tw

JULIAN For the first time since I have known Helena, I was afraid of what would happen after the truth. Not because I was afraid of the man standing in front of us, not because of the pendant in his hand and not even because Helena had just learned that her father had left instructions for me long before he ever knew I would become her husband. I was afraid because I knew something she didn’t. And this time, I wasn’t sure whether telling her would save her or destroy everything we had left. I looked at Helena. She was still staring at the pendant, her face pale, but there was something different in her eyes now. she was tired. Not physically. She was tired of being told that her life had been built around secrets. Tired of discovering that every answer came with another question. Tire of learning that people had made decisions about her life before she was old enough to make them herself. I understood that feeling because I had watched my family do the thing to her. I had watched

HELENA Mother’s screams filled the hall. I didn’t know when she got there but she heard everything. She was crying to painfully that I wanted to rush to her and comfort her. but she was dead, what kind grief was that? didn’t they say the dead feel nothing? if that was the case, why did my mother show every emotion since she arrived. Pain, panic and anger. She had shown all of that, and we all saw that she wasn’t acting. So, how was she still able to feel everything? I was confused but that was not the time to ask those questions. The king had just confessed to having my father killed. He king looked at my mother. “I knew he loved you.” my mother’s screams were cut shot by the former king’s words. Tears didn’t stop but her blood shot eyes stared at the man. “I knew you were pregnant with his child.” The former king continued. “And I knew if I let him reach his kingdom and take his throne.” He shook his head. “I knew he was never going to let me go.I knew he was going to come after

HELENA That day, I slept until nightfall. When I woke up, there was food on the table and no sign of my husband. I assumed he went back to the palace; there was a lot to be done there after the whole ordeal. I went to bed and when I woke up the following morning, he was still not home. I heard from the servants that he came back late in the night and left again in the early hours of the morning. Not wanting to stay at home waiting for him. I went to my shop; Rose had been the one taking care of it in my absence. There was nothing much to take care of as the whole kingdom was dealing with the dead and the Calamity Star. Things started slowly going back to normal in the days that followed. People started coming out more again and resuming their lives. But one could tell that no one was the same. People were now more cautious with everything they did. Those who were present at the palace during my awakening. Looked at me differently. Even those used to constantly cause trouble in fron