Twelve years ago.There were unlucky times when Kieran caught the summer fever. A sickness he loathed the most because it prevented him from vacationing anywhere.Yet, Kieran longed for their summer house near Remirer, where he could enjoy the summer with other noble children. Especially, this summer, Jace promised to bring along his unacknowledged girlfriend, a beautiful and mature girl who reportedly lived in Zyronox.Restlessly, Kieran turned his body under the blanket. He lay on his side, facing away, staring wearily at the dark curtains of his room with numerous small phosphorus spots. Those spots glowed in the darkness like stars in the sky.Suddenly, Kieran heard the sound of a door opening. He immediately sat up. Manor Nyxshade rarely received visitors at such odd hours.With unsteady steps, Kieran quickly walked out of his room, feeling the soft, pristine carpets beneath his bare feet. Then, he saw his father and mother standing in front of his father's workplace.His father
"So, you know them." Jace's light voice, spoken in a low tone, immediately caused Serena's hand, which was combing her hair, to stop. She tried not to turn around, only gazing straight ahead at the large mirror on the dressing table. From the reflection in the mirror, she could see Jace sitting casually on the bed, sipping chamomile tea. His hands emitted a reddish aura, seemingly heating the tea with his magic.Serena quickly put down her comb and reached for her own cup on the dressing table, taking a sip rather heavily. "I didn't know them before," Serena denied, lying. She placed her cup down and then joined Jace.The man smiled charmingly. A smile that, if Serena hadn't known him for quite a while, she wouldn't have realized as condescending. No, lately Serena realized all high nobles were like Jace. They were courteous and charming, but beneath it all, they were just arrogant humans adept at hiding their ill thoughts. They were different from Julian, who kept his expression guar
The sound of the door slamming echoed. Numerous rubber bullets pelted Jace's rifle. The trigger had already been pulled, and the bullets shot fast, piercing the headboard, just an inch from Serena's head. The scent of burning fabric and smoke lingered.Arlo stepped closer, firing more rubber bullets at Jace. It startled Jace, reducing the pressure on Serena. Taking advantage of the moment, Serena kicked Jace and rolled off the bed.In this moment, Serena felt embarrassed wearing the silly satin nightgown, so thin—Arlo would surely tease her. But that could be thought about later. Serena yanked the bedside lamp until it unplugged from the socket."I've suspected it, Jace," Arlo said. The young boy's eyes gleamed with anger. "I've been trailing you for the past year to find out what your motive is for getting close to her.""Oh, for heaven's sake, Arlo, this is not the right time to talk!" Serena hissed angrily. She lunged forward, smashing the bedside lamp at Jace. He dodged and caught
Varidianth revealed a cold heart in the face of Queen Varidianth's demise. In a short span, the late Queen's chamber and workspace were cleansed and sprayed with antibacterial and antiviral agents, while all her belongings were incinerated and buried deep. Additionally, Kieran had heard that the archives and all political assets had been sent back to the old palace of the principality, Seraphina's childhood home in Remirer.That's why tonight, the two of them found themselves in the late Queen's chamber, upon a new, grand canopy bed, facing the window that stretched up to the ceiling, offering a view of distant auroras. Seraphina lay sleeping on her side, and Kieran wasn't sure if his fiancée had already drifted off. He only knew that he struggled to sleep tonight because of the peculiar ancient feelings of his revenant, still churning inside his chest."Sera, are you still awake?" whispered Kieran.Seraphina didn't reply. Nevertheless, the uncrowned Queen Varidianth promptly turned a
The clock on the wall struck two in the morning. Nearly twelve hours had passed since his biological mother's funeral. While everyone else surely slept, Dravon couldn't find rest. Lying on his side in bed, he glanced across the room to where Will lay peacefully in another bed. Will's slumber wasn't by choice; he had been struck with the flu and was reluctantly swallowing pills forced upon him by Anne.Dravon twirled the black ball in his hand. He knew he shouldn't have taken it from the billiard table, but he felt a need for it to remind himself of who he was and what his purpose was. He had come to this city to disrupt everything, not to attend his mother's funeral. After all, why should Dravon bother for a woman who didn't acknowledge him at all? A woman who allowed her daughter's envy to cast Dravon away to Umbravale. A woman who knew no sense of responsibility, neither in family nor in leading a kingdom."It's your fault, Mum," Dravon murmured. Never had he imagined that finally,
Although nestled in the highest mountain of Frostwyn, the Central Palace of Varidianth was far from chilly. Warmth emanated from the richly chosen carpets and crimson walls, rows of lantern-shaped wall lamps, and the comforting heat undoubtedly wafting from the room heaters.They strolled slowly and serenely through the winding corridors that twisted and ascended like labyrinths, purposefully keeping their distance. Oliver had long walked ahead of them, resembling a tall and lean palace knight. Meanwhile, Anne walked behind them, clad in the palace servant uniform to avoid suspicion as she wandered at such untimely hours. Dravon and Will walked in the middle, appearing calm and relaxed as if they knew precisely where their destination lay.After a journey that felt unbearably long, they reached the topmost part of the palace, facing a tightly locked door, slightly damp from the cold air outside.Will tapped Dravon's shoulder. Though his face remained as calm as a serene lake, Dravon c
The palace dining hall buzzed with laughter as Kieran entered it alongside Lunabelle and Arlo. Thick curtains covering every window were neatly tied back, revealing a breathtaking view of snow-capped mountains in the distance and town settlements at the mountain's base. Frostwyn wasn't a sprawling city, but it was still far more advanced than Rainvale. Advanced, yet somehow more conservative and rigid. Furthermore, since the central palace relocated to this city, many high nobles had also moved here."My neck is really hurt," Arlo groaned, tilting his head upwards to the ceiling, then lowering it again to massage his neck. The young man grabbed two trays and asked Lunabelle, "Bella, would you prefer a ham sandwich or tuna pizza?""No tuna for Lunabelle, Arlo, she might itch if she eats that!" Kieran interjected, taking a tray for himself and pretending not to notice Lunabelle's pouting face. "She's allergic, remember? By the way, why is your neck hurting?""Well, but Lunabelle loves t
The sky in Remirer was always clear, with rainfall being a rare occurrence. Stepping off the plane, Dravon realized he had forgotten the sensation of being in the city: the heat emanating from the earth, seeping through his shoes; the dry wind gently caressing his face and hair, almost imperceptible; and the gleaming exteriors of skyscrapers piercing the daylight.Suddenly, Dravon's eyes darkened slightly, as if a twilight filter obstructed his vision. Will donned sunglasses. Dravon glanced over to see him already wearing them, fitting his pale, gaunt face perfectly."I must concede, you're more 'Remirer' than I am," Dravon said, then smiled as they walked away from the plane towards one of the many cars parked on the airport runway. "That's slang for cool or wild in Varidianth.""Oh, don't worry," Will replied. "Anne taught me a lot. Now I am indeed more 'Remirer' than you, 'the White Knight Prince'."Dravon smiled widely, not expecting Will to still be able to joke around. They quic