Elen, still feeling groggy from her deep sleep, found herself wandering aimlessly in a never-ending white hallway. The complete lack of doors or exits made her feel trapped, like she was stuck in a never-ending limbo. The silence was deafening, and the sterile white walls seemed to stretch on forever, giving her the eerie sensation of walking towards her demise."Where the heck am I?" Elen mumbled to herself, her voice barely audible, "Am I... dead?"Despite the uncertainty of her situation, Elen pushed forward, determined to find a way out of this strange place. She couldn't shake the worry gnawing at her about the well-being of Rora and Rami."I hope they made it..." Elen thought to herself, a pang of concern tugging at her heartstrings."Child," a voice echoed through the empty white hallway, startling Elen."Who's there?" Elen called out, scanning her surroundings in confusion. But there was no one in sight, just the endless expanse of white that seemed to stretch into infinity."
As the sun began to rise in Asteria, casting its gentle light into the room where Elen lay in deep slumber, a sense of urgency gripped the hearts of those gathered around her. The doctor, beads of sweat forming on his brow, had tried everything within his power to rouse Elen from her unconscious state, but her body remained unresponsive.The tension in the room was palpable as the grand duke, a grave expression etched on his face, questioned the doctor about Elen's condition. "When will she wake up?" the grand duke inquired, his voice tinged with concern."It seems that the medicine has not taken effect on the lady's body," the doctor responded, his own anxiety evident in his voice.A heavy silence hung in the air as all eyes turned to Elen, her face pale and serene in her slumber. The implications of her continued unconsciousness weighed heavily on the doctor, knowing the gravity of the situation.The grand duke's next words sent a shiver down the doctor's spine, his tone carrying a
The Grand Duke left Elen's room, feeling relieved that she had woken up from her deep slumber. He made his way to his temporary office, intending to catch up on his duties."Grand Duke," Theron greeted as he entered, placing a stack of documents on the table. "The boy who helped the lady wishes to see you.""The boy?" the Grand Duke inquired, his attention divided between the papers in front of him and Theron's words."Yes, the one who came to the lady's aid," Theron clarified."Very well," the Grand Duke replied, intrigued by the idea of meeting this young man who had displayed impressive combat skills at the marketplace. While not extraordinary, the boy's potential had caught the Grand Duke's attention."I will arrange for an appointment later," Theron informed him before bowing respectfully and exiting the room, leaving the Grand Duke to ponder the upcoming meeting with the mysterious boy.The Grand Duke sat in his office, reflecting on the mysterious young man who had caught his a
Three days had passed since Elen had awoken from her deep slumber, and the next day they were due to travel back to Evreux. The air was filled with the hustle and bustle of preparation as everyone busied themselves with getting ready for the journey. Meanwhile, Elen sat on her bed, observing Rami and Rora as they carefully packed her belongings."Can I help?" Elen inquired, her eyes hopeful as she gazed at them.Rami shook her head gently, "No, my lady. The doctor advised that you need rest."Elen's expression fell, a hint of boredom evident on her face. It had been three days since she had woken up, and she was beginning to feel cooped up from the constant vigilance everyone held over her activities.Rami let out a soft chuckle at Elen's eagerness and continued with the packing, making sure everything was neatly organized. She made a mental note to include a supply of medicine for Elen, anticipating the possibility of motion sickness during their journey back to Evreux.Elen's curios
In the afternoon, the grand duke was engrossed in his office tasks, finalizing documents to be sent to the palace in advance. Meanwhile, the monster egg remained hidden from all, especially the imperial family. A knock interrupted his work."Who?" the grand duke called out, still signing a document."Grand duke, it's me, Elen," came the voice outside his door, seeking permission to enter."Come in," the grand duke granted, awaiting Elen's presence. "What is it?" he inquired as she entered."Can I visit the boy?" Elen asked, her gaze averted, not meeting the grand duke's eyes."Why?" the grand duke questioned, his brow furrowing in curiosity."I just want to say thank you," Elen replied softly."Your servants can convey your gratitude to him," the grand duke suggested."But I want to thank him personally," Elen insisted. "He saved me.""And?" the grand duke prodded further, wary of involving Elen with the imperial family dynamics, given Lucas's status as the emperor's illegitimate son.
It was a day Elen had dreamed of for so long. Tomorrow, Prince Addison would finally claim the throne, and she could hardly contain her excitement at the thought of leaving the Duke of Windsor's house and breaking free from their suffocating manipulation. She yearned to be with her beloved prince, to finally breathe in the liberation she so desperately craved."Elen, can you make it a little faster?" Chiara said, her words laced with a mocking smile.Chiara, the Duke of Windsor's only daughter, had always been treated with favoritism. Elen had once wished for the warm embrace of a family, but instead endured their cruel taunts and insincere kindness. Yet today, her heart raced with the anticipation of a new beginning."Yes, sister," Elen responded, quickly weaving her hair into a braid. She adorned herself in a simple purple gown, the fabric whispering of her anticipation as she readied herself to celebrate the ascension of her beloved Prince Addison.Upon stepping outside her room, E
The palace was a sight to behold, gleaming with its most prized possessions displayed in every corner. The air was filled with a sense of anticipation and excitement as the grand coronation of the new emperor approached. Addison, the soon-to-be emperor, found himself in his private chambers, diligently preparing for the momentous event.Focusing on the task at hand, Addison adjusted his gloves, ensuring that every detail of his appearance was immaculate. Eager for confirmation, he turned to his aide and asked if their anticipated visitors were en route.With a respectful bow, the aide responded, assuring Addison that their guests were indeed on their way. Satisfied with the answer, Addison couldn't resist sharing his excitement with his father, who was seated on his magnificent throne."Father, today the Adelstein will die by our hands. The Adelstein's relentless pursuit of power and influence has plagued our family for far too long," Addison continued, a glint of steely determination
The atmosphere in the prison was thick with despair, the heavy air suffused with the stench of hopelessness. Lucas could feel the biting chill of the chains that bound his wrists, a constant weight dragging him down in the confines of his cell. His body ached with the wounds of battle, but it was the ache in his heart that weighed him down the most.As he surveyed the dim and damp surroundings, he saw the fear etched on the faces of his fellow prisoners. Their eyes held stories of shattered dreams and broken spirits. The flickering torches cast eerie shadows on the cold stone walls, creating an ominous atmosphere that seemed to reflect Lucas's own sense of foreboding.Amidst the suffocating darkness, a voice shattered the silence like a desperate plea for salvation. "I didn't poison her!" The words hung heavy in the air, infused with the raw emotion of desperation and sorrow.Lucas's menacing voice sliced through the heavy atmosphere, his words a grim declaration that echoed with an o