Chapter 65: Afra’s Wedding Dress
“Princess Vivian, haven’t you considered fighting back?” Winnie asked, wiping away her tears.
“Fight back? Did you not see how badly I lost?” Vivian replied, savoring her meal.
“Grrr…” Winnie’s stomach growled. She hadn’t eaten in over a day. “What are you eating? Can you spare a bite?”
Kailun had delivered food last night, but the box had been empty.
Vivian glanced at Winnie through the glass wall, her disheveled appearance serving as a reminder of Kailun’s cruelty.
There was a small hole in the wall, large enough to pass food through. She wondered what purpose it served.
“No. You haven’t washed your hands. I don’t want to share.” Her voice dripped with disdain.
“…”
Winnie’s idealized image of the princess shattered.
She had never experienced hunger before. She stared at the dim ceiling, her mind racing. How had she ended up in this predicament? What had she done to provoke Kailun?
The only explanation she could come up with was Paul. Kailun was probably seeking revenge.
He had mentioned taking her somewhere tomorrow. Perhaps she would see Paul again.
…
After feeding Vivian, Kailun returned to his villa. He spent the entire day poring over reports, gathering information on Hilna, Lodis, the Divine Church, and the Abyss.
His actions so far were merely a prelude. Once he controlled the Xiya Kingdom, the real chaos would begin.
Those who had wronged him, every single one of them, would pay.
Even if he couldn’t defeat them now, he could bide his time, waiting for Carol to reach her full potential. And if he was lucky, he might even gain access to her power.
He chuckled, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. He couldn’t wait to see the world burn.
If Winnie had witnessed his current state, she would have retreated to her corner, trembling in fear.
He had spent the entire day strategizing. This was his first true battle since his rebirth. Victory would grant him control of the Xiya Kingdom, a foundation for his future conquests.
…
While some rejoiced, others trembled. Even with her army at her command, Hilna couldn’t shake off a sense of unease.
Something felt wrong, but she couldn’t pinpoint the source. It was as if an invisible net had been cast over her, trapping her in darkness.
She shook her head, forcing those thoughts away. She pinned all her hopes on tomorrow’s battle.
If she defeated Kailun, she would become the Queen of Xiya. Failure meant surrendering her kingdom to a usurper.
As for Lodis?
He was a weak and indulgent fool. She would crush him alongside Kailun.
…
“We might lose tomorrow, but regardless of who wins, they’ll be branded traitors! We’ll retreat, regroup, and rally the other nobles. This kingdom will still be mine!” Lodis shared his plan with Paul, treating him as a confidant.
“But is it worth sacrificing so many of our guards?” Paul winced at the thought.
“Greatness demands sacrifice. I’ll inform the higher-ups about what transpired here. They can easily replenish our ranks from neighboring nations.” Harry patted his shoulder. “You want revenge on Kailun, don’t you? Once our plan succeeds, he won’t escape, even with his father’s protection! The Xiya Kingdom has attracted too much attention. The higher-ups want to make it a vassal state of the Divine Empire.”
He glanced at Lodis, who remained silent, seemingly unfazed by his words.
“I can really kill him…?” Paul stared at his hands, a twisted smile spreading across his face.
…
The sun rose, casting its golden rays upon a world on the brink of chaos.
Kailun, clad in his new suit, led the procession on horseback.
A carriage followed, carrying Vivian and the others. They were all dressed in elegant black dresses, as per his instructions. He had declared it a day of celebration.
At the same time, the Silver Moon Knights, stationed in a nearby town, marched towards the valley.
Afra, their captain, rode at the front, her white wedding dress flowing behind her like a banner.
She gazed towards the valley, her heart pounding with anticipation.
Kailun had promised her a surprise.
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