Chapter 263
Zephyrine
I watched in silence as Isolde set the table for dinner. She poured the water, then turned and beckoned me to sit.
I obeyed without a word. If I resisted, Varyn would come, and with that calm manipulation of his, he would force every bite down my throat until I swallowed.
It’s a bait. The marriage Varyn announced earlier today. I should have known better that Varyn is too clever to marry me off to a man who humiliated me.
He would never give me to Nyroth so easily. No, he had staged it as a real wedding, which could only mean one thing.
Lycannar will be forced to come to Hue Pack. And if he comes… will he be captured? The thought made me go cold.
I swallowed hard and lifted my cutlery, eating without tasting anything. My heart felt restless, my mind unsteady. I didn’t know what kind of trap Varyn had prepared for Lycannar, only that he must not come. Not if he wanted to survive.
We are done, I told myself. That’s the end of us.
But are we?
The question tore at me until I nearly choked. I pushed my plate aside and emptied my glass of
water, then rose from the table and moved to sit before the mirror, sighing heavily.
I missed her. Blue. Since she left yesterday, I had not been able to bear the emptiness. The gods bless Isolde, but she was no Blue. My heart was more bound to Blue than to any other.
“Good night, Isolde,” I whispered. She bowed, cleared the table, and left quietly, closing the door behind her.
Alone in the chamber, my gaze wandered over the stillness of the room.
Tomorrow night, Lycannar had said he would meet me at the tavern, the very place where Alpha Black once spilled a drink over me. The memory stung, and I lowered my gaze.
I turned toward the bed, but a book resting in the drawer caught my eye. My steps faltered. Blue’s book which she brought with her when she came with the ring.
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I pulled the drawer open and lifted it out to see it’s a diary. I stared at it for a long moment, intending to keep it safe for her until I could return it. But a slip of paper pasted at the back caught my attention. ‘Open the first page, my lady‘
My heart tightened. A letter. Blue wanted me to read it.
I studied the book again. It was old, worn, far older than Blue herself. Wait… was it even hers?
I opened the first page. The title struck me cold. Juliana’s Diary.
I froze. This wasn’t Blue’s. This was Juliana’s, Julie’s, the woman I had heard of, the one Lycannar had stabbed, again and again, to free his sisters. Blue’s mother.
Shaking, I locked the door, hurried to my bed, and curled beneath the blankets, clutching the diary to me before I dared open it again.
The pages were brittle, the ink blurred by dried tears. Every line was heavy with grief, pain, pity, and devotion.
I turned carefully, page after page. Awe and fear bled through her words, uncertainty laced with unflinching truth.
A prince cursed from birth. Five curses. One that stole his mind each month, turning him into a beast. Born in grief, condemned even by the goddess.
My throat tightened as I reached the final pages. One entry glowed with affection.
“The prince came to my door today and asked for lunch. How peaceful he seemed, how kind. If only the King would release him from hatred, he could be the most cheerful of lad.‘
But the next was smeared, hurried, written in shaky strokes and stained with what looked like blood.
‘He will come tonight, the eve of full moon. He warned me to run. I will not. If tonight I must die, then let me die by his knife. I will go in peace, if it means freedom for the princesses and peace for my prince.‘
The words ended there. The scene replayed in
my
mind.
Lycannar, consumed by madness, entering her house, striking her down. He had chosen the eve of full moon because that was the only time he could do it, when his curse stripped him of restraint and left only blood.
I closed the diary and lay back on my pillow, staring through the window at the pale dawn creeping in.
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