I descended the underground stairs carefully because of the dim lighting, despite the torches along the walls. Also, the staircase connecting the prison to the underground dungeon was so hidden that sunlight couldn't penetrate. I covered my nose as the musty, damp, and other unpleasant odors wafted into my nostrils. The boots I wore trampled through the stagnant water, which was even blacker in color. Turning once, I could already see the hundreds of iron bars of the dungeon inhabited by miserable stature. I tightened my fists and exhaled forcefully before being able to walk further. It had been several days since king Swindon had displayed his extraordinary power. The result, of course, was that the king single-handedly captured all the enemies, some of whom he killed on the spot, while others he took captive and put into this dungeon. At the sight of him, I could no longer face king Swindon as before. The other soldiers hadn't even spoken for the past few days because the atmosp
The King's words the other day were still ringing in my head, along with his seriousness about getting rid of Elliot if the man still insisted on having a relationship with Adellia. Now I was in the reading room, accompanying Adellia who had been working on something in her files for a while. I sat on the sill of the wide open window through which a breeze blew that somehow didn't feel fresh. I was too worried and scared about all of this. I had just finished my duty of feeding the prisoners, and the old woman who had spoken the prophecy was suddenly hissing and muttering in a language I didn't recognize. I was also worried that all the prisoners knew my identity as someone who wasn't from this world, and I really hoped that the cloths covering their heads weren't transparent so that they could see my face. "Adellia, will the execution take place tomorrow?" Elena, sitting on the sofa, asked her cousin. "Yes, these black magic practitioners have been in the dungeon too long. Tomorr
I looked at Adellia, who was pulling on her gray cloak while talking to some soldiers. Her eyes looked very puffy, her expression was still one of total sadness, but she covered it with her usual wide smile. If a soldier asked her about her situation, Adellia would just smile politely and say that she was crying because she was sad about the conflict. Adellia cried all night, hugging the letter from Elliot, and I stayed with her until Elena and Bowie scolded me for thinking I was the cause of their princess's tears. I couldn't help but feel that my heart had been cut a little too, seeing Adellia like that. From other signs, I could tell that no one knew about this except me, not even Elena, Bowie, or Adellia's many servants. Adellia really kept it a secret from everyone and acted strong because of it. At that moment, I was lifting boxes of food to be distributed to the refugee camp. Even in her heartbroken state, Adellia was still sticking to the plan she made yesterday. "Honey,
"Adellia, are you crying again?" I said as I put my arm around her, also doing my best to prevent her from being seen by the refugees. She wiped away her tears and leaned against the stone wall. A gentle breeze played with her golden hair, and I leaned next to her as I looked at the castles in the noble district. "You haven't told your parents yet?" I asked Adellia quietly. "Not yet," she replied, her voice trembling with tears. "But, I can already guess Mother and Father's reaction. So, I don't want to face them while crying, they won't sympathize with that kind of thing," she continued. "It must have been really hard, huh? I feel guilty too. I'm sorry, Adellia," I said wholeheartedly. Adellia tightened her grip on her coat, to the point where I feared she might suddenly burst into hysterical tears. However, she then let out a strong sigh as she raised both hands into the air. "You don't need to apologize. It's me who should apologize to you, I was too selfish all this time. Jo
I organized the supplies into bags while riding Peace to carry out the order to search for the missing military commander. It was already night and I had no idea where Cedric was, the king said, Cedric disappeared at the military headquarters three days ago and no one had seen him. Before actually leaving the palace, I took the time to look at the prison that connects to the dungeon. The execution ceremony will be held there, and only the royal family and the king's right-hand man are allowed to enter. I didn't know anything about this because I also didn't want to question Adellia, who had gone back to daydreaming after learning that Cedric was missing. Earlier, I saw her wearing a white robe while carrying a sword, entering the dungeon. I really hope nothing strange happens and I can find Cedric as soon as possible. The full moon hanging in the sky somehow didn't calm me down. "Don't look around too much, be alert and watchful." Sean admonished while riding his pegasus that flew
If even Pegasus, who was bigger and stronger than me, could be carried away by the vortex, how much more could I, who was so skinny! Before I could give thanks for not dying after falling from a height, this time I had to deal with a ferocious tornado. I almost got swept up in that whirlwind if I'd been a split second slow in using my strength. My feet firmly planted on the grassland, my body wavered several times as the tornado approached. I had a hard time opening my eyes because of the strong wind, fortunately this was a grassland so there were no buildings or trees that could have hit me to death. Slowly, I tried to open my eyes wide while thinking of a way out of this situation. Moreover, I also had to save those two Pegasus, I didn't want to have to look for wild pegasus to tame again. I didn't find Sean anywhere, until I thought maybe he was also sucked into the vortex. But then I realized that someone was gripping my hand so tightly that it felt like he was going to break
"I don't know who you are, or to hell with your identity. I'll finish you right here." Delilah said in a restrained, threatening tone. I quickly tried to calm her down, somewhat scared too as her face showed extreme hostility. "Delilah, calm down. He's not an enemy!" I said quickly. Then Delilah unhesitatingly pointed her sword at my face. "I don't care, especially with the fact that he's a member of the Swaltz clan who led the massacre of my clan," she said through gritted teeth. Then, Sean raised his hands behind his head. He didn't laugh or chuckle, but his expression was so fierce that even I who saw it wanted to hit him with the hilt of my sword. "Sorry, yes. It was my ancestor who did it, after all, not me. So, your hatred is directed at the wrong person," Sean replied casually. Now I was seriously considering knocking him out with the sword, or telling Peace to jump him. His words automatically inflamed Delilah even more, her sword had already fallen to the ground. In bot
The meadow shook as if it had been shaken by a large-scale earthquake. I hugged Peace's neck, who was feeling better and was whinnying frantically as the ground began to crack. In the midst of it all, Willem was concentrating on creating a fairly deep hole in an attempt for me to contact Sonya. As the soil and rocks began to fall and cause a landslide, a two-meter wide hole opened up. Delilah next to me held on tightly to me, while Sean watched from a distance because he didn't want to fall in. I managed to convince him to go along with my plan, after a bit of arguing and him calling me stupid. The ground fell further and further making me retreat slightly, Willem then turned around with a pale look and total exhaustion. "Is this enough? I don't think I can go any deeper due to lack of energy," he said while panting. "Okay!" I then took out the supplies from the bag, it was actually my supplies for the week, but I wanted to give it to my two skinny friends. The dragon scales were