All Chapters of THE REBORN LUNA'S REVENGE: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I pressed my bare shoulder against the cold marble pillar and prayed the thick shadows would hide the ruined state of my red dress.The heavy scent of melted beeswax and dark lavender incense usually brought peace to the royal court but tonight it just made me sick to my stomach.I held my breath while the muffled roar of the freezing rain battered the high stained glass windows above us and masked the sound of my ragged breathing.High Priest Kaspar paced back and forth in front of the sacred silver altar with his pristine white robes sweeping across the polished floorboards.He did not look like the holy man who smiled at the children during the harvest festival because his wrinkled face was pale and slick with panicked sweat.The very same man who blessed my execution in my past life was currently losing his mind in the middle of an empty sanctuary."You promised me the fire would be contained to the lower levels," Kaspar hissed in a frantic whisper and gripped the edge of the ston

The sudden gust of the violent storm instantly extinguished the single devotion candle burning on the silver altar and plunged the room into heavy shadows.Ajax stood in the ruined entryway with his dark armor dripping wet and his broad chest heaving from the desperate sprint across the courtyard.He had his sharp claws extended through the shredded remains of his white bandages, and his golden eyes burned through the darkness as he scanned the room.He expected to find a masked killer cornering me in the shadows, but he found me playing the role of the monster instead.I gripped the carved hilt of the sacred silver offering dagger and pressed the sharp edge flush against High Priest Kaspar's wrinkled throat.My bare feet slipped slightly in the puddle of rainwater and dark mud pooling on the polished marble floor."Drop the weapon right now, Callista!" Ajax roared over the howling thunderstorm raging outside.His deep voice shook the ancient stone pillars and commanded absolute obedi

The two royal guards did not speak a single word as they hauled me down the winding stone staircase.Their heavy leather gauntlets dug into my bare arms and forced me to match their rapid pace.The chaotic noise of the storm and the shouts of the courtyard soldiers faded away with every step we took into the earth.The air grew freezing cold and heavy with the sickening stench of stagnant water mixed with ancient mildew.I knew this awful smell because it haunted my nightmares every single night since I woke up in this timeline.Flickering torchlight cast long and distorted shadows across the damp stone walls of the underground corridor.We reached the lowest and darkest level of the royal catacombs where the kingdom buried its worst traitors.Water dripped steadily from the vaulted ceiling and formed slippery puddles on the uneven floorboards.My bleeding feet left faint red footprints on the grey stone but neither of the men marching me forward seemed to care.They stopped in front

Thick drool mixed with dark blood spilled past its jagged teeth and splattered onto the corridor stones.I knew we stood absolutely no chance against a monster born from twisted magic.I did not have a weapon, and my left arm hung practically useless at my side from the dislocated shoulder.The creature let out another wet snarl and took a dragging step toward us to block the only path leading to the stairwell."Move!" I screamed at Esmery and grabbed the torn fabric of her white robes.I yanked her backward so hard she almost lost her footing on the slippery rock.We turned away from the exit and ran straight into the pitch-black maze of the lower catacombs.The terrible stench of wet fur and decaying flesh followed right behind us as the beast gave chase."I cannot run," Esmery sobbed while she leaned her weight heavily against my uninjured shoulder.Every step she took sent a fresh jolt of pain through her broken ribs, and she stumbled over her own bare feet."Move your fucking leg

His raw, broken whisper echoed off the damp stone walls.My heart pounded so hard it bruised my ribs.The Alpha King of the seven kingdoms knelt in the freezing mud right in front of me.His silver broadsword lay abandoned in the puddle of dark blood near my bleeding feet.A fleeting part of my soul wanted to collapse into his broad arms and let him carry the terrifying burden of this nightmare.I wanted to let the exhaustion pull me under and trust the desperate sincerity shining in his golden eyes.Then the cold reality of my past life dragged me back from the edge of that naive cliff.I remembered the agonizing bite of the hemp rope binding my wrists on the executioner's block.I remembered how easily he discarded me when the court whispered their sweet lies in his ear.He demanded proof when I begged for my life, and now he was begging for my trust because the evidence was finally rotting right in front of him.I forced my expression into a mask of pure ice.Ajax reached a ruined,