"Elena," Aldric breathed, his words sending a shiver down Islinda's spine. "She told me your intention is to seduce and gain my trust, only to betray me in the end because you're still in love with my brother. You're doing all of this for the death duel."
Fantasy · Glimmy
With determination fueling her steps, Islinda defied Aldric's command and took another stride forward. To her surprise, she caught a flash of panic in Aldric's eyes, and he boomed, "I SAID STOP RIGHT THERE!"
Fantasy · Glimmy
Islinda entered, slamming the heavy doors shut behind her, the resounding echo reverberating through the hall. Aldric obviously had been here all this while as he was seated on his throne of ice and staring at her with no expressionless face.
Fantasy · Glimmy
"For heaven's sake! What's going on with the two of you today?! Scaring me like this, I'll soon kick the bucket at this rate!"
Fantasy · yoojee
'Mercy' was not the word he knew when he continuously raped her, disposing of her afterward as if she were a mere thing.
Fantasy · yoojee
"Perhaps you have forgotten me because you never had a chance to 'truly know' me... Now, I can only pray that you will never forget me again."
Fantasy · yoojee
ch 44 Little White Lie
Fantasy · yoojee
Grateful for their assistance, Islinda nodded and quickly rushed into the court. If Aldric didn't want to come to her, then she would go to him.
Fantasy · Glimmy
Islinda's brows furrowed in annoyance. While in the past she might have dismissed Elena's words as the ramblings of a mad Fae, there was a glint in her eyes and a confidence in her demeanor that unsettled Islinda. It was as if Elena possessed knowledge beyond Islinda's awareness, stirring a deep discomfort within her. Lately, her instincts had been on edge, amplified by Aldric's avoidance, leaving her with a growing sense that something was gravely amiss.
Fantasy · Glimmy
ch 25 Like A Criminal
Fantasy · yoojee
"But, Your Grace! How are we to get married? As a royal princess, I cannot get divorced. For me to be able to get married again, my current husband has to die!"
Fantasy · yoojee
"I want you to become my wife instead."
Fantasy · yoojee
'Good luck, Your Highness. Forgive me for everything.'
Fantasy · yoojee
The maid observed Aideen attempting to ascend the carriage steps, akin to a deer observing its fawn struggling to walk for the first time. Nobody attempted to assist her, not even the knights dispatched by the royal family to escort her to the Temple. When the princess' foot finally slipped on the wet wooden surface of the second step, Vira rushed just in time to provide the pitiful woman with her support.
Fantasy · yoojee
The reason for such a strong reaction from the princess was rather straightforward – the dish she had put into her mouth was not lamb stew at all. Or rather, it probably was initially, but before serving it to Lady Ruan, it had been sprinkled with a dash of dirt and a generous addition of chopped worms and bugs.
Fantasy · yoojee
"Marvelous! As her husband, I have made a promise to her father to be her patron for the rest of her life, but once she is killed, the King will not be able to reclaim his money. It was indeed a perfect plan."
Fantasy · yoojee
"Tears! You don't even cry like other women do! Silent, not a single sound! Only tears!"
Fantasy · yoojee
Aideen felt a searing cascade of tears streaming down her cheeks as her heart contorted in agony.
Fantasy · yoojee
With each loosened ribbon, each unfastened button, Aideen sensed a gradual alleviation in the burden her body bore—an emancipation from the relentless pain it endured day after day.
Fantasy · yoojee
Powy
"Well done, Your Highness. That was your first snowflake."
Saved By The Mad Duke
Fantasy · yoojee