Chapter 18…A moment passed between us, awkward it was. My confidence slowly slipped away as it suddenly felt like I was caught in a severe situation. “Well I will excuse myself now,” I said to her as she nodded visibly forcing a smile as I watched her swallow back her words as she smiled brightly.“Let's continue our conversation later,” she said as I nodded while walking away. Before going I made sure to cast a glance at Anakim, his face bore the typical neutral but slightly angry expression…As I walked toward his chamber I raised my head high, tensing up my shoulders and putting up my most serious face, everybody had spoken highly so far about my change in demeanor. But his judgment is the most important. Lowering my head to smell my armpit to make sure I wasn't going to meet him with a stench smell thankfully there was none.‘Knock knock’ I waited for a response, it took several knocks for him to finally usher me in. At the sight of him, I immediately turned around. Shirtless wi
CHAPTER 1 (Freyja’s pov)The heavy scent of metal filled my nostrils, so heavy and familiar it forced me to stir up, rubbing my eyes open, I stared in confusion wondering where I am, having no recollection of where and what is happening. A heavy toad on the door followed by forceful entering. It happened so fast that I couldn't comprehend immediately.A man fitted in a guard attire, I watched him closely trying to figure out the emotions in his face, my head spinning at the same time making my vision blurry.“My lady!!!” I finally was able to hear him, his face filled with confusion, his eyes weren't resting on me even though I was the only one in the room. My brows arched in confusion. My eyes followed the direction of his gaze with a frown, my confusion slowly turned into horror at what I saw. My head disheveled in confusion followed by delayed panicking. My knees failed me as I stumbled back in fear at what I was seeing."Wha…" even my own words failed me as I raised my hand to m
CHAPTER 2…I watched him walk away with a smirk tucked by the side of his lips. Would he really frame me for the death of his mother? How desperately did he want to get rid of me? Nothing makes sense. No desperation should lead to the death of a loved one, I refuse to believe it.."An adopted daughter, who knows what blood runs through your veins could be that of a rogue," His words resounded again and again in my mind. A mind-boggling revelation, Or a lie aimed to add to my pain and frustration. Was I really adopted? For some reason, it wasn't a tragic discovery. It has been a constant rumor surrounding my existence. One that my father and brother strongly denied but something within me wants to believe he is not lying. Maybe the part of me that trusted him in the past. I look nothing like my father or brother. I was told I looked like my late mother now there is a possibility that it's a lie. From the tiny window by the high ceiling, the moonlight seeped through. It was midnight
Chapter 3 Blinking groggily, I found myself in the swaying embrace of a moving horse. The rhythmic jostling stirred me from sleep, and the creak of leather and the soft thud of hooves against the ground echoed in my ears. A surreal sensation of motion surrounded me as I gradually became aware of the saddle beneath me and the warmth of the horse's flank against my legs. The landscape rolled by in a blurry scenery, and as my senses adjusted, I realized I was part of a journey whose destination remained a mystery in the hazy dawn."Finally awake sleeping beauty," I heard behind me followed by laughter, panic set in as I immediately looked behind me. Have I been caught already? To my surprise none of the faces were familiar, and their distinct features gave away that they weren't wolves either. Have I finally arrived in the South? Are they Rogues? I looked around watching them laugh at me while I wondered which of them were Aisling's brother."So what is your name?" I was asked, for som
Chapter 4…Two Full moons have waxed and waned with ease but I couldn't say the same for my experience so far. But saying it's the most difficult experience would be an exaggeration considering I would be dead if I hadn't escaped.LYTHRIA has been nothing but strange to me, everything I knew and believed in has been challenged with mind-bulging conspiracies. From a noble lady and future Luna of my small clan to a commoner slave maid, working the farm yards of the royal family. THE ROYALS, they are called, a strange concept, there is nothing like an Alpha but rather a king and a queen with several ministers ruling a kingdom. Unlike in LUPARIA where the Alpha is accessible and easily seen, here it is impossible to sight a royal and it is considered lucky to lay your eyes on one.I guess I and the people of Daus who entered the palace with Prince Thorian were lucky to meet the royals. Speaking of the prince, I was scared and paranoid because of the dirty and lewd words I heard them say
Chapter 5…“Isn't it a first? Slaves working directly with a royal is almost unspoken of,” Hana spoke. I hated the fact I had to listen to them and be unable to say a thing. I could only take my anger out on the fruit as my eyes wandered around catching the glimpse of a young slave girl sneaking some fruit into her worn-out rope. Upon meeting my eyes she seemed frightened, perhaps thinking I was about to tell on her. Quickly I averted my gaze pretending not to have noticed her as she quickly escaped.The robe pattern although different but still obvious it was that of a slave, no palace maiden has a similar pattern. “As long as we don't cross-part with his slave maids that would be good with us, we don't need to mix with them,” I heard Ellena speak, their conversation sparked an interest in me. Perhaps it's because it's about Prince Thorian, being curious about your captor is not something I knew I would one day have. Or perhaps there was another reason, the idea of becoming a pal
Chapter 6…Right in front of him, my tongue dried up, not my usual deliberate silence, but rather his intimidating gaze made me short of words.“That I am yet to figure out.”“I am asking her,” he cut his men short, quickly I averted my gaze unable to keep looking at him.“What brings you here?” he asked, his tone cold sending chills down my spine, almost like I had been drowned in cold water. “I….I lost my way,” my response was weak and short, it was obvious none of them believed my word.“I am sorry I didn't mean to but I have a very poor sense of direction,” I finally organized myself enough to answer. I watched his brow rise in a confused manner as he started me up and down, his eyes resting on my arm where the fabric had gone thin and was beginning to tear.“Laws are merciless, they are there for a reason and it doesn't care about excuses whether you have a poor sense of direction it doesn't care…” he paused finally looking away from me. I know very well what he means. There was
Chapter 7…… Riding beneath the vibrant sunset, I held onto Edna’s shirt not too tight for him to notice but enough to keep me balanced. The wind tousles through my hair as the rhythmic gallop of the horse beneath me echoes the pounding of my heart.Behind me was the lady who I still am yet to know her name. Just as I closed my eyes, inhaling sharply with anticipation for a long journey. The horse suddenly made a stop forcing me to open my eyes back up.“We are here!” Sir Edna’s voice was sharp, unlike his normal cheerful tone. I watched as the lady made a swift exit from the horseback as I struggled to get down holding onto the horse for support. Slowly my eyes traveled round, again the Architecture. I have grown to expect more to help me stay grounded and not marvel every time.“This is the East Palace, it was shut down years ago and reopened today,” She said as I looked around, there was no sight of the palace I knew about. The castle-like home in front of me was massive but not