Loving The Cursed Werewolf King-Chapter 624: The Ancient Curse (Cecillia’s Point Of Views)

"So, how is it? Humans don’t live up to your expectations, right?"

I pulled my body away so I could calm down my pounding heart. The man’s question tickled a little. I wanted to confirm what he said, but not all the people I knew were completely bad. King Theodore and Princess Leonor were good people. However, two good people couldn’t make me feel better because apart from the two of them, there were more bad people surrounding me in the palace.

I touched my face, which a moment ago was wrapped in a cloth with a musty smell. I could see that no trace of the wounds could be seen in my hand like before. Only my white dress, which was full of bloodstains, was starting to turn dark brown.

"Why did they do that to me? Even though I didn’t do anything to harm them."

"They are human. The lowest creature on this earth. There’s nothing much worse than them. Even an animal carcass is still much better. At least the animal carcass can still be absorbed into the ground, but what humans do is destroy and destroy. No matter how much you ask why they did that, you would never find the answer. They did that because they are greedy and selfish and stupid."

"But, I’m one of them. I’m also human. King Theodore, Princess Leonor, and Mirai are humans too, but they didn’t do me any harm."

"After everything you’ve been through, you’re still naive, Cecil."

The man stood up then poured water into a clay cup that had a smooth surface. I looked around my surroundings, and it seemed I was in a small room with walls full of wood. I faintly heard the voices of several people outside. It felt so close, like they were right behind the wall in front of me.

"Drink. You must be thirsty after crying like that."

"Sorry."

"So, what are you going to do after this?"

I drank the water to relieve my dry throat. After this... I didn’t know, I had no place to return to.

I was too scared to go back to the palace. What if I came back, and they still did the same thing again? What if I had to see a lot more of my blood being taken? Seeing Queen Alicia’s pitiful face asking for my blood again, I wouldn’t have the heart to refuse her and I would definitely give my blood to her even though my body was slashed so much.

Of course I realized that I was being used, but I couldn’t lie that I forgave her so easily. I just couldn’t bear it. I wanted a life where everyone could trust each other and joined hands to help one another.

I had only seen conflict since my father knew about war. Before I could see the various colors in this world, I lived in a fairytale.

Everything that was described was full of happiness and kindness, and after I could see, I knew that it was all just the sweet words my mother uttered so that I wouldn’t know the horrible things in the world. And because of that, since I wasn’t introduced to anything outside the spectrum of righteousness, I was confused whether I should forgive them or just let them be.

I was lost. I let myself be swayed by the waves they created, and I couldn’t even fight back. I could only accept it even though it hurt a lot.

"I don’t know. I don’t know what to do. I also don’t know where to go now. I’m scared."

"Cecilia."

When that man called out my name gently, my heart trembled again. Then, the anger in his red eyes slowly faded. His gaze made me calm down. I felt like I wanted to drown in that brilliant red color. The man reached into his back, then took out a bamboo flute that I hadn’t seen in a very long time.

It was mine. Where did he get it? He told me to take it, so I did.

"I found it in the forest before we parted."

"You kept it all this time?"

"Yeah. Because at that time, you promised to give me an answer, right?"

"But, what about when you visited me in the palace?"

"I still keep it because I know it’s not the answer from your heart. Your place is by my side, Cecillia. At that time, you just wanted to prove to me that you would be fine because you were protected by that human king, right?"

I closed my eyes as the man pressed his forehead on mine. "Have you forgotten that I can read your mind?"

I forgot that one thing. I could feel the warmth from his body, making me feel warm too.

"So now, follow your heart, Cecilia. Deep down, your own heart must have reminded you that we were meant to be together."

Yes. I often felt strange things that were beyond reason. I always felt safe and comfortable whenever I was with this man. A man whose name I didn’t even know and what he did. All I knew was the fact that he was a werewolf.

I had been trying to open my heart to King Theodore for months, but I always felt it was wrong. So, I refused him even though we were both husband and wife. I often listened to the priest in the cathedral talk about the relationship between the husband and wife, but I didn’t feel the least bit of the responsibility I should have done.

Every time I tried to forget the mysterious man, the image of the red irises before me always haunted me. Even at my worst, I just wished for the man to help me.

"Is this attraction because we are mates?"

"It seems you still doubt it, huh?"

"Sorry. I didn’t mean to be rude." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"It doesn’t matter. As long as you can accept me to always be by your side, then I will show you. How is it?"

But, what about King Theodore? Did I need to tell him in advance? I thought for a moment to think of the possibility of me disappearing from the Northendell Palace.

"Oh, you don’t have to think about them. You’re safe with me. And let the lowly man with the crown on his head settle it all. Those are the consequences he gets for not being able to take good care of you."

Again, the man read my head impolitely.

"Could you... not make it a habit to read my head?"

"Oh, sorry. It’s just that your voice is loud enough. I will try to restrain myself from responding to it too often."

To not respond... which meant he would still read my mind. I tried to find the nearest window to see where I was. The man crouched down to touch my right hand, which should be full of wounds.

"That must be really painful. Sorry, I couldn’t come earlier because I had to finish one or two things, and it took quite a long time. I should have kidnapped you when I first came."

I chuckled a little at that. I didn’t know which part was funny, but it felt strange that someone would say that he would kidnap someone in front of his victim.

"I’m serious. If I knew they would hurt you, I would take you away that very night. I didn’t expect that they would do something like that. Hurting you just to collect their luck and using your pain for their own benefit. I really hate those humans. I feel like I want to bite their necks off."

"Please do not do that."

I could no longer bear all kinds of violence in my life. I wanted to stop seeing blood or smelling the fishy blood again. I wanted to stop everything.

"So, Cecil. Stay here with me and my people."

"Your people?"

He took my hand slowly, then led me out of the room. As soon as the door was opened, the sound of the crowd that I had heard before became quiet. I could see a few people who were now bowing their heads respectfully.

"Welcome, the daughter of the Moon Goddess! We, the werewolf clan, will faithfully protect you!"

I was surprised when they spoke using a high pitch tone in unison. The daughter of the Moon Goddess? Who? I wasn’t the daughter of the Moon Goddess. My mother wasn’t a goddess. She was a queen in the Kingdom of Birwick, and her name was Lyanna.

I pulled the hand of the man beside me to whisper.

"I am not the daughter of the Moon Goddess."

Instead of correcting what his friends said, the man just smiled.

"The daughter of the Moon Goddess is with us now. Birwick Mountain would become an even more peaceful place by now."

"I-"

"Come with me."

The man led me out of the wooden house. In front of the house, there were even more people. Men, women, children, all knelt down with their heads bowed low. Then, they stood up in unison, and several people in front of me stepped aside to form a straight path. I was confused why they all did this.

I tightened my grip on the man’s arm when I saw several large wolves peering at us. I almost forgot that the man beside me was also a werewolf, which meant... the people around me were all werewolves?

"Sir, why are they all kneeling and bowing towards you?"

The man leaned closer to whisper.

"Of course, because I am Amadea, the guardian of Birwick. A direct messenger from the Sun God."