Todos os capítulos de Rewritten by fate: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

I stared at the silver dagger in Adrian’s hand, unable to take my eyes away from the name engraved across its handle.Seraphina Vale.There was no way I could mistake it.“I don't know anything about that dagger,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. “I didn't try to kill you.”Adrian's expression remained cold. “And you expect me to believe that?”“Why wouldn't you? If I wanted to kill you, leaving a weapon with my own name on it would be the stupidest thing I could do.”For a moment, he said nothing. His fingers tightened around the dagger before he finally lowered it.“Someone entered my room last night,” he said. “I woke up when I heard movement near the window. By the time my guards arrived, the attacker was gone, and this was lying beside my bed.”“Did you see the person's face?”“No.”“Then you don't know that it was me.”“I don't.”His answer caught me off guard.I had expected him to accuse me without hesitation, just like he had in the novel. Instead, he seemed uncertain.

For several seconds, nobody spoke. The servant stood near the doorway with her head lowered while the guards waited for Adrian's next command. I tried to remain calm, but the thought that someone from House Vale could be involved made me uneasy.I had only been in this world for a short time, yet I already knew how dangerous the people around Seraphina could be. In the original novel, she trusted almost everyone close to her, and that trust eventually became one of the reasons she lost everything.I couldn't make the same mistake.“Seraphina.”Adrian's voice brought me back to the present. He was still holding his sword, although his grip had loosened.“You should return to your room.”“I don't want to.”His eyebrows lifted slightly. “You were attacked there less than an hour ago.”“That is exactly why I don't want to go back.”Adrian looked at me for a moment before putting his sword away.“You're not wrong.”I hadn't expected him to agree so easily.He turned toward one of the guard

My father’s question followed me as I walked behind him toward his study. “If you have remembered anything from your previous life, you need to tell me now.” I couldn't stop thinking about the way he had said it. He didn't sound surprised by the idea that I could remember another life. Instead, there was something almost fearful in his voice, as though he already knew that there was more to my awakening than I had told anyone.I still didn't know how much I could trust him. After everything Evelina had told me, after discovering that my father had once been investigated for his connection to the Order of the Veiled Moon, I couldn't simply assume that he was innocent. At the same time, he was the only person who seemed to know something about what was happening to me.When we entered his study, he closed the door and locked it. He walked to an old cabinet near the window and opened a hidden compartment. From inside, he took out a small leather-bound book and placed it carefully on the

I kept thinking about what Adrian had just told me. Someone had been there the night Seraphina died, someone who knew what really happened. Until now, I had believed I already knew how her story ended. Adrian had ordered her death, and that was the truth I had carried with me since waking up in this world. But Adrian was standing in front of me, telling me that he knew someone who had witnessed it. “Who was there?” I asked. He didn't answer right away. His attention shifted toward my father, and from the way they looked at each other, I could tell there was something neither of them wanted to say in front of me. “Not here,” Adrian finally said. “Why not?” “Because we don't know who is listening.” I glanced toward the study door. It was locked, but that didn't make me feel any safer. After ev

I couldn't get the message out of my head as I followed the guards toward the Crown Prince's chambers. Every step seemed to bring me closer to something I wasn't prepared to face, yet turning back no longer felt like an option. Someone had threatened my life, attacked Adrian, and somehow connected both events to the secret surrounding my childhood. I needed answers, and whether I liked it or not, Adrian might be the only person who could help me understand what was happening.When we reached his chambers, the guards stepped aside. The room was dimly lit, with only a few candles burning beside the bed. Adrian sat against the headboard, his dark hair slightly dishevelled and his shirt stained with blood around the wound at his side. Seeing him like that unsettled me more than I expected. He had always seemed untouchable, even when he was furious, but now he looked painfully human.His gaze met mine. “You came.”“You asked for me.”“I wasn't sure you would.”“Neither was I.”For a brief