hapter 30
Angel Conrad’s Por
Miss Hangings is like a stronger version of our lost mate. She is admirable by all means, but our mate had much more.
Apart from great virtue, we shared a nate bond. Something that would bind us together forever. And only by her blood can we be freed from the enchanted promise we made to our awful queen.
7 suggest we send a message to every kingdom and pack that she may have escaped to. No king or alpha would hesitate to surrender her to us as long as the request is made in our name.” Garren sayes
“Right. It will be impossible to hide from the members of the pack she is.” Fenris agrees.
I nod as well
She cannot have escaped to nowhere. We must however make it clear that she should not be hurt when found. If we offer a good reward for her safe return to our kingdom chances are that we may be seeing her again sooner than later.
But the reason for searching for her must remain a mystery, otherwise someone may be tempted to have her kidnapped and demand a huge ransom.” I caution
“Of course. Michael will take that into account before dispatching the messengers, Garren says.
That’s not my job, your majesties Michael complains.
“Right. Then tell Henry to do it fast.” Fenris orders.
Michael leaves and I stand to retire to my room.
Somehow I noticed that it is adjacent to that of Miss Hangings. Not in the same building of course. But if I look out of my window I can see directly into bers, especially when the curtains are drawn
Perhaps I have the opportunity to see her face when she is not hiding it. She cannot be sleeping with a mask on, can she!
“I feel like I could use a rest” I say, rising from my seat. “See you both later.”
I leave the room and take the long hallway that leads to my personal quarters.
Halfway through the walk I hear voices approaching and immediately recognise her voice. It unmistakable because she sounds just like our mate How come I didn’t know she would be here!
“Why did your kings seek to find a virtuous queen when they possess little virtue themselves?” I hear her ask. “A trophy wife was most fitting Queen Lyna perfectly serves the purpose” She adds.
“I disagree. She is incapable of reading or writing. Not to mention way too evil. Another familiar voice counters.
“Your kings wanted a stunningly beautiful princess, virtue was just a by the way” Miss Hangings responds.
For some strange reason her comments hurts me deeply.
It may seem like she is right, b but there is a good reason we wanted a virtuous queen, even through we are not virtuous ourselves.
The contest wasn’t set to just select the best candidate to warm our beds, there is an arcane task she was meant to do, something that we have been wise enough to keep a secret for so many years. Our awful queen knows nothing about it as she turned out to be rather evil and unfit for the task,
I have an overwhelming urge to reveal to Miss Hangings the actual reason we are desperate for a virtuous queen, someone of pure heart,
I don’t know why it matters to me that she learns the truth. But if I am lucky she might even possess the special heart required to perform the task
I halt to allow them to get closer before announcing my presence.
“It doesn’t sound like my h home delights you, Miss Hangings” I say:
The entire group of three jump, seeming startled by my presence. Miss Hanging lowers her gaze to the floor, probably embarrassed that I must have heard her remarks
“Worry not, it’s a pleasure to have you here regardless of how you vi
you view us.” I add and she sighs in relief
Michael’s
I’s burnan mate, Margret, hastily steps forward. She must be the other familiar voice I heard
“Your majesty, I took the liberty of giving Miss Hangings a tour of your magnificent palace. I felt that we should honor her incredible performance
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(the mens” she proudly
reveals
it another human
the has gained a lot of confidence since Miss Hangings arrived here and started winning batiles. I imagine that watching tong made her feel just as capable. Such a perfect inspiration she has gon. I am still selfish enough to interrupt their tour
Think I got something Miss Hangings would be much more interested in seeing” I state.
Aliss Hangings’s cheerful friend raise his eyebrows, seeming both curious and surprised. I wish it were possible to see Miss Hangings’s own txpression, but her upper face is hidden by a massive hood
I am extremely excited, your Majesty.” Her friend exclaims, a huge smile spreading across his lips.
keep showing you around while Miss
I only made the offer to Miss Hangings” I remind and the excitement fades from his eyes. “Margret will keep langings comes with me. I state,
danget immediately nods and mentions at the young werewolf to keep following her down the hallway
de hesitates but finally follows, glancing back several times at Miss Hangings who now stands alone in front of
- me. I can tell from her posture that
he is nervous.
Come with me up.
Do I have to?” she asks.
Yes, it was an order” I answer, burning to lead the way to down the corridor that leads to the secret chambers that once used to be our mother’s
harters
the follows in a slow pace.
Seira’s Pov
My heart throbs hard as I follow angel Conrad down the long, dimly lit corridors that I didn’t get to see the last time I was here. I do not exactly feel afe, especially with no weapon in hand. Not that I know of a weapon that can harm him, but a sword would have made me feel like I have a chance.
Accepting Margaret’s offer to have a tour of the main palace was the first mistake.
I could not refuse to follow him to wherever he is taking me, because being a guest here means I have to obey some of their orders.
A part of me worries that they discovered who I really am and he is taking me somewhere they can secretly get rid of me. But I have to keep Jollowing, hoping that is not the case.
After a long walk down twisting paths, we finally come to a stop in front of massive wooden doors with an old lock. He pulls out a golden key from the pocket of his black coat and uses it to open the lock.
The inside of the room is engulfed by a white light that is almost blinding to the eye. I cannot see anything else.
“Don’t tell me you’re afraid of entering a room. He taunts.
I am more afraid of him than the room, but he doesn’t know that. I pull the hood farther down my face to ensure that my face is well hidden. “There is nothing to be scared of, you have my word.” He adds before grabbing my arm and pulling me into the room.
1 get horrified enough to scream, but he lets go as soon as we are in
e are in the room
It’s quite spacious but empty, except for a strange, transparent crystal at the center that appears to be emitting the bright white light.
“What’s that?” 1 stutter, briefly forgetting that he just dragged me in forcefully.
“A dreamstone” The angel answers.
I chuckle involuntarily at the perfectly crafted joke.
A Dreamstone an ancient myth, one that only children can be fooled into believing that it exists in reality.
winkles with confusion under the hood “You”
The one has been passed down our bloodline for centuries. But only our dead mother was able to use it.” He reveals. “When this kingdom was under great attack and our father died in bunte she used the stone to wish for us of the kingdom. She wished for powerful sow’s that would
Such a convincing story but definitely untrue. Does he really expect me to believe that they are a wish that was granted to their mother by some magical, anciera stonet Sounds like the cutest myth
I kind of feel sorry now. If I had known about the stone I would probably have thought twice before helping Lyna pass the tests. Now they are stuck with her, thanks to the blood promise 1 suggested.
I am sorry you didn’t get the queen you wanted I simply say, but he pays no attention to my
The state power will burn you alive.” He genuinely answers. “But isn’t having your wish granted worth the risk?” He encourages in an enticing
I do not have a wish that is worth getting myself burned for” I say.
It turns out to have surprisingly line beat, one that I can withstand for a long time.
“What do you wish for” He asks.
must keep your hand on the stone
espne until
the righteousness of your heart is judged” He tells.
My stomach chumms with the fear of finally getting burned.
Bus the light of the crystal simply turns from white to a more brighter, golden colour.
“Your wish has been granted.” The angel exclaims, an expression of awe and surprise taking over his beautiful face. “You’re of pure heart”
“So I will win the tournament 1 ask.
“What better assurance can there be? He responds, his curious stare making my heart throb with worry that his strong sight can see through the thick fabric of my hood.
I should get out of here.
I withdraw my hand from the stone and it’s light returns to it’s original white colour.
“I think I should return to my guest quarters and rest from the weariness of the battle. Thank you for this… special tour, your majesty” I say before
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nashing our through the door.
Finding my way back turns out to be harder than I originally thought it would be. The twisting corridors becomes like a puzzle. But I finally make it out and let out a huge sigh of relief while rushing back to my guest quarters.
I walk in through the door to find Ezra singing.
“How absurd is virtue?
For it res not in the king’s heart
nor does it delight in the soft cushions in the Queen’s chambers.
It may rest with the lowly.
hiding in plain sight.
camouflaged like a chameleon.
It’s hunters rush the other way
deluded by imaginations.”
He pauses after noticing my presence. “What did the angel king show you?” He asks, jumping to his fe
feet.
I take off my hood and walk to the window. I need to think of the best words to narrate it to him without sounding insane.
Angel Conrad’s Pov
Finally I have found someone else that can use the stone apart from our dead mother. My brothers would have disapproved my actions but they will celebrate the results once I tell them
We are yet to find our mate, but it’s good that we have someone else capable of using the stone for now. We may after all use miss Hangings to make a wish for her to return or be easily found.
I walk to my bedroom window and look out at the right time to see Miss Hangings pull back the hood she had used to cover her face and step closer to the wide window of her guest room.
“Good oh fuck!” I gasp after seeing her face.
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