Mistress Of Enchanting Dragon
The man she wanted to stay away from was the man with whom she was spending most of her time. Silja couldn't help but feel angry for being so gullible.
There were so many hints around her but her brain has become so caught up with him that she couldn't tell the difference.
There were so many clues from the start. Their voices were so similar and she also noticed that but she ignored it conveniently. Everything made sense now that he randomly popped out in the courtyard of the eldest prince. Why he could roam freely in the castle and everyone gives him respect. How he was allowed to enter the prison. How he came to meet her at the terrace that day when no one was allowed to meet.
Everything was happening in front of her eyes yet she couldn't understand and was played the fool by them. She thought she was playing smart but no, they were.
He made a fool out of her.
"Ahh…." Silja yelled in frustration and threw the glass she was holding in her hand.
The turmeric mixed milk spilt on the ground and the glass made loud noises.
"Milady…" Arla, who was preparing medicine for Silja's wound, stopped in her movements.
She has fear on her face. Silja looked at the easily frightened maid and sigh.
"I'm mad," Silja spoke and Arla ducked her head down thinking that she might be the one who upset Silja.
"But not at you, at someone else," Silja said when she saw her expression changing.
Arla slowly raised her head and walked towards Silja.
Silja looked at her and noticed the changes in her body after Arla come to her side. The girl has gained some weight and her eyes were not dull anymore. Although she was still easily scared and mostly afraid of people around her, she has improved a lot.
"Can I ask a question?" Arla asked in her small voice. She walked near Silja and stood by her side as she put the bowl of medicine on the bed.
"Yes," Silja nodded her head.
"Who are you angry at?" The girl asked, her hands slowly unwrapping the old gauze which she had put on Silja's wound earlier.
She gently cleaned the wound and then started to apply the medicine she had just prepared.
"I'm angry at ….. myself.. sigh..," Silja replied.
Arla stopped her movements and looked at Silja.
"Did milady do something wrong?" Arla asked.
"Arla gets mad at herself when she does something wrong," Arla spoke. At first, it took her some time to adapt to her new name but gradually under the close watch of Silja the girl became used to her new name.
"Yes, I did. I overestimated myself and underestimated others. As a result, I made a big mistake of failing to find the true colours of people and fell for their lies," Silja replied in her self-depressing tone.
"Will my lady get punished for her mistake?" Arla asked. She hasn't seen much of the world and she doesn't know many things other than following the order of her master.
"I'm already being punished by myself," Silja replied. Arla looked at her in confusion.
" You don't worry," Silja then thought that she may have said too much which Arla might not understand so she patted the girl on her head and smiled at her.
Arla also tried to smile.
While Silja was having her own hard time, someone else was also not doing good.
After he refused to go on hunting he shut him down in his room. Even when Zivan tried to talk to him, he sent him away too.
He didn't want to talk to anyone nor did he want any explanation.
He was deep in thought laying on the bed when he heard soft knocks on the back door of his chamber.
The interpretation made him purse his lips in irritation. He wanted to yell and make the person go away but he recognised the rhythmic knocks.
He swapped his fingers in the air and the door opened, just like magic.
The person standing behind the door heard a click sound of the door opening and pushed it before walking in.
After closing the door the figure who was covered in a black cloak walked in half running and panting.
As the hood of the cloak was removed her beautiful and mature face came to view.
It was a bright sunny day but the whole room was enveloped in utter darkness but that didn't hinder the two people standing in front of each other.
"Hello, your highness," she smiled and greeted him with her surgery voice. Her chest still rising and falling speedily due to her heavy breathing.
"What are you doing here, Lady Priscilla?" He asked, looking at the woman. The woman generally sneaked into his room during the night but today she dared to barge in the day.
"I'm here to serve you, my prince," lady Priscilla said and removed the cloak she was wearing. Her face has a very seductive grin as with elegant movements she discarded the unnecessary clothes.
Underneath was an almost transparent dress.
Sticking to her body and exposing all the curves and their shape yet don't let you see what was exactly beneath it to keep you curious.
Her long brown hair was kept open while her face was glowing.
She gave a flirtatious smile with those cherry lips of hers and she touched the length of her neck softly.
With lazy steps, she walked towards him.
"I was waiting for your call but...," she slowly lifted her dress exposing deity legs and slowly climbed on the bed. She crawled in his arms. Donovan saw her behaving coyly and smiled. He didn't move from his position as he decided to watch her performance.
"But it seems like you have forgotten me," she pouted her lips.
Donovan looked at the beauty in his arms.
"Doesn't that mean that I don't want you to serve me?" Don lifted his eyebrows. His mood was not very good and the last thing he had expected was her arrival.
Hearing what he said, Lady Priscilla instantly became pitiful.
"Why? Because now you have many girls fighting for you?" Her eyes instantly become misty.
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Chapter 93: Anger
There were so many hints around her but her brain has become so caught up with him that she couldn't tell the difference.
There were so many clues from the start. Their voices were so similar and she also noticed that but she ignored it conveniently. Everything made sense now that he randomly popped out in the courtyard of the eldest prince. Why he could roam freely in the castle and everyone gives him respect. How he was allowed to enter the prison. How he came to meet her at the terrace that day when no one was allowed to meet.
Everything was happening in front of her eyes yet she couldn't understand and was played the fool by them. She thought she was playing smart but no, they were.
He made a fool out of her.
"Ahh…." Silja yelled in frustration and threw the glass she was holding in her hand.
The turmeric mixed milk spilt on the ground and the glass made loud noises.
"Milady…" Arla, who was preparing medicine for Silja's wound, stopped in her movements.
She has fear on her face. Silja looked at the easily frightened maid and sigh.
"I'm mad," Silja spoke and Arla ducked her head down thinking that she might be the one who upset Silja.
"But not at you, at someone else," Silja said when she saw her expression changing.
Arla slowly raised her head and walked towards Silja.
Silja looked at her and noticed the changes in her body after Arla come to her side. The girl has gained some weight and her eyes were not dull anymore. Although she was still easily scared and mostly afraid of people around her, she has improved a lot.
"Can I ask a question?" Arla asked in her small voice. She walked near Silja and stood by her side as she put the bowl of medicine on the bed.
"Yes," Silja nodded her head.
"Who are you angry at?" The girl asked, her hands slowly unwrapping the old gauze which she had put on Silja's wound earlier.
She gently cleaned the wound and then started to apply the medicine she had just prepared.
"I'm angry at ….. myself.. sigh..," Silja replied.
Arla stopped her movements and looked at Silja.
"Did milady do something wrong?" Arla asked.
"Yes, I did. I overestimated myself and underestimated others. As a result, I made a big mistake of failing to find the true colours of people and fell for their lies," Silja replied in her self-depressing tone.
"Will my lady get punished for her mistake?" Arla asked. She hasn't seen much of the world and she doesn't know many things other than following the order of her master.
"I'm already being punished by myself," Silja replied. Arla looked at her in confusion.
" You don't worry," Silja then thought that she may have said too much which Arla might not understand so she patted the girl on her head and smiled at her.
Arla also tried to smile.
While Silja was having her own hard time, someone else was also not doing good.
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Donovan was resting in his room.After he refused to go on hunting he shut him down in his room. Even when Zivan tried to talk to him, he sent him away too.
He didn't want to talk to anyone nor did he want any explanation.
He was deep in thought laying on the bed when he heard soft knocks on the back door of his chamber.
The interpretation made him purse his lips in irritation. He wanted to yell and make the person go away but he recognised the rhythmic knocks.
He swapped his fingers in the air and the door opened, just like magic.
The person standing behind the door heard a click sound of the door opening and pushed it before walking in.
After closing the door the figure who was covered in a black cloak walked in half running and panting.
As the hood of the cloak was removed her beautiful and mature face came to view.
It was a bright sunny day but the whole room was enveloped in utter darkness but that didn't hinder the two people standing in front of each other.
"Hello, your highness," she smiled and greeted him with her surgery voice. Her chest still rising and falling speedily due to her heavy breathing.
"What are you doing here, Lady Priscilla?" He asked, looking at the woman. The woman generally sneaked into his room during the night but today she dared to barge in the day.
"I'm here to serve you, my prince," lady Priscilla said and removed the cloak she was wearing. Her face has a very seductive grin as with elegant movements she discarded the unnecessary clothes.
Sticking to her body and exposing all the curves and their shape yet don't let you see what was exactly beneath it to keep you curious.
Her long brown hair was kept open while her face was glowing.
She gave a flirtatious smile with those cherry lips of hers and she touched the length of her neck softly.
With lazy steps, she walked towards him.
"I was waiting for your call but...," she slowly lifted her dress exposing deity legs and slowly climbed on the bed. She crawled in his arms. Donovan saw her behaving coyly and smiled. He didn't move from his position as he decided to watch her performance.
"But it seems like you have forgotten me," she pouted her lips.
Donovan looked at the beauty in his arms.
"Doesn't that mean that I don't want you to serve me?" Don lifted his eyebrows. His mood was not very good and the last thing he had expected was her arrival.
Hearing what he said, Lady Priscilla instantly became pitiful.
"Why? Because now you have many girls fighting for you?" Her eyes instantly become misty.
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This novel is a contracted work with W e b n o v e l . c o m. If you're not reading ' Mistress of enchanting dragon ' on W e b n o v e l, it has been stolen. It's very heartbreaking to see pirates profiting from my hard work.. Please support the original author,(Dream_blue98).
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