The Thrones' Abyss

Chapter 105: (105): Begging


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He was peering at her, mesmerized by this pure innocent soul, how could she end up here? How could he let himself touch such purity? Look at these lips, until now his lips just tasted blood, and now how could he press them against hers. His eyes graced hers but hastily trailed off another place.

"Y... Your grace, what are you doing here?"

She uttered. Her heart still was pounding hard as someone stuck there, kicking her chest bone to flee. How could he be so handsome? Hope he had a warm heart, she wished.

Wilmore blinked multiple times then made her steady. Her heart was beating fast but he couldn't smell fear then why was her heart overdoing the throbbing?

"This is the question I should ask."

Luna rolled her hand down, squeezing her blushed fingers. Her cheeks were burning and got pink. How could she become this nonchalant?

"I was breathing!"

Wilmore raised an eyebrow! It wasn't exactly the answer he sought for, she was skipping, running away from explanation.

"Go inside! You might catch a cold with this harsh air and those thin clothes."

Luna didn't complain and strode inside the room. Her soles were irritated. It was a stupid idea to step put with bare feet. Wilmore closed the balcony door and turned to her.

"I hear it." He dragged his strides to the quashed pomegranate on the table. He saw a few of them that was smashed on the ground of Phola.

"It is nothing, your grace! My Queen had chosen me for the selection and I accepted."

He clenched his fists, that was a sudden decision made by his mother as soon as discovering this girl had regained her vision. But she could refuse and let her uncle sacrifice himself because of his family.

"In this castle, no one is honest to me, but you choose to be because I don't want to harm you."

He neared her, grabbing her chin with his gloved hands, he rolled her head up. She was rubbing her eyes off him. He smirked bitterly.

"I know you don't love me and the worse part is that you have another man in your heart!"

Luna couldn't look at him, shame sweated on her forehead and her heart was exploding! What this bizarre feeling was? He was exactly the same as what Ell described but his eyes, his silver eyes were saying words, things that she couldn't let go of. His aura was cold but made her heart tickle. No, she could not be trapped, this is lust! She loved Ryan, even the prince knew it.

"I am sorry, your grace! But who said that every love can end well?"

She wrapped her urge and gazed into his eyes, trying to overcome the flames that were lashing her back.

Wilmore dropped his hand. He was wrong, this castle was poisoned, cursed, and could change everyone even a pure heart could no longer hang on.

"I will talk to my mother, this oath will be canceled and you can come back to your family."

He did not wait, taking his sight off hers he rushed to the door.

No, I can't let you go! I can't leave here and sign my sister's death contract. Luna told herself and surged for him, clasping his wrist.

Wilmore stiffened, what did she do? Why was she going to put herself in such foolish danger?

"I beg you, your grace! Make me yours, I would do my best to let my heart love you. My cousin..."

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She paused, took a deep breath, and added, "he doesn't love me, so I can't live like that forever. Please give me a chance."

Give me a chance to become powerful and fight injustice. She thought.

Wilmore turned back, looking at her hair which was as if a wavy waterfall, landed on her shoulders.

"Don't expect too much of me, Lady Luna! I can't ever love you."

Wilmore lied, this girl, this girl already had stolen his heart, his attention, everything from the first glance and could make him soft-hearted, forcing him to think what he was. But he wasn't honest, he never learned to be one and this girl was a terrible liar.

"No, your grace! I will do what you wish!"

Why? For what sake was she tormenting him? This girl wasn't a bed warmer, she was going to be wasted here.

"Why? Should I believe that you are doing this because of your family?"

Luna couldn't understand why was he this soulless and stubborn just questioning her but if it was one percent of hope to calm his heart, she would give it a shot.

"Life is short and we would want to live it how we wish, this is my answer. I do everything to keep my family safe. What about you, your highness, do you live as you wish?"

Swallowing, he just looked at her, why were these words unfamiliar? 

"You need some rest, Lady Luna! Go have some rest. We will talk later."

He wasn't sure if he could comprehend this girl's word, how was she seeing the world was entirely different than him. She was brought up with sympathy, compassion, what he was exotic with each. 

He released her hand and left the room, something ached in his chest, why all she used to say was bothering him?

He slammed the door behind him. Stood there and after heaving out a breath strode down the corridor, he could not stay there. He might not be able to control his urge not to touch her and have done something stupid.

He halted near a guard.

"Take care of her, if she loses one strand of hair, I will kill all of you."

His menace was serious, the guard squeezed his sheath and bowed, "rest assured your grace, we will protect her with our life."

The prince flashed out, seeing Bryant who was still there.

"I must go somewhere, hire more men for here and go home."

He commanded and didn't hesitate, drew his path to the stable. He had to leave everything for the next day, he couldn't focus, his mind was full of her image, her voice, her words, her eyes, her kissable lips.

Bryant stood there, watching him leave. He could swear that this Prince wasn't the person who left Bolingtone two weeks ago. What had happened in Greenwood? Who was this girl to him?

He sighed, "Don't persuade Livia to kill you, Wilmore." He muttered, clenching his fists, he looked up at the tower, this part was the unsafer part of the palace. Hazard could simply sneak inside it through the river down the bridge and the forest. Wilmore was worried about the girl? But why?

Inside the room, Luna spread on the floor.. She hugged her knees, what would he do if he found out about the curse? About Elizabeth and others' secrets? She had to keep Elenore's advice in her mind, taking everything to the grave.

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