Loving The Cursed Werewolf King-Chapter 83: Arielle’s Dream

Tania sat cross-legged on the floor because it was inappropriate for a servant like her to climb onto the king’s bed. She held Arielle’s hand tightly and hoped the girl would wake up soon.

When Arielle’s body returned to being warm and she slowly squirmed, Tania rushed to call Namina, who was on standby in front of the king’s room.

Namina did the same procedure every time Arielle’s body warmed up. He still didn’t understand the whole flow. His knowledge was not as perfect as Priest Elis’s.

He didn’t know what had happened to Princess Arielle because he couldn’t feel the heat mana flowing from her body.

After Arielle’s body temperature stabilized and the restlessness squirming from her body eased down, Namina asked to return to his guard position.

It was inappropriate to stay in the king’s chambers. Tania remained faithful and stayed beside Arielle, she massaged the princess’ hands or her temples and alternated between them.

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Arielle narrowed her eyes at the edge of the white void. After she ran from here and there, she finally found a new alleyway. Arielle quickened her pace and ran into the white room, then she chased after the end of the hall.

Unfortunately, at the end of the hallway, the gate didn’t stay in one place and also moved away from her. Suddenly, five rabbits jumped alongside Arielle and headed towards the end of the passage.

Her smile widened when she saw Thomas, who she had missed for so long, also run beside her. When she looked around, she realized that Mister Piggy also trotted behind her.

Out of nowhere, five birds appeared and tugged at her hair and sleeves, they silently asked her to run faster. Arielle chuckled when she saw a fox and several chickens playing together beside her while they ran.

Arielle finally jumped wide through the gate. She turned and saw the gate close by itself and blockedArielle’s access to enter the endless white hallway and return in that direction.

The girl looked around her and took in the sights.

It was the most beautiful forest Arielle had ever seen. Her fingers rose to touch the beetles and fireflies that flew over the blooming and various colored flowers.

Arielle climbed one of the roots of a very large tree. Even the size of the tree’s roots was taller than her. She climbed the roots carefully. Every now and then, she helped Mister Piggy who had a hard time following, because of his fat body.

But then music echoed around her.

"Did you hear that?" Arielle asked her group of animals.

Thomas climbed a tree and rested in one of the trunks and was followed by the birds. Arielle sat on a giant mushroom head and slid downwards and reached the ground.

She looked around for the source of a very beautiful sound. Arielle hid behind a tree when she saw a woman dressed in all white and with shiny white hair play an instrument. It was a flute and she played a very soft tune.

All of a sudden, a wolf, bigger than a horse, came up to her. Arielle tried to scream to alert the woman that the wolf was stalking her, but no sound came out.

The wolf continued to walk closer, and the lady-in-white continued to blow her flute. The wolf folded its four legs and rested its head on the woman’s lap.

TAP TAP

Someone tapped Arielle’s shoulder. The girl turned around and found an old man with white hair, who placed his index finger on his lips, a signal for Arielle not to make a sound. The old man then invited Arielle to follow him.

Arielle looked back for a moment before following the old man in the white clothes.

The group of animals also did not leave Arielle alone. Thomas jumped off the tree trunk and walked side by side with Mister Piggy and the fox.

Soon they arrived at a very wide lake.

Arielle’s mouth gaped, flabbergasted at the beauty in front of her.

"We can talk here," the man said with a smile.

"Where are we?" asked Arielle and then touched her throat. The girl was surprised to be able to hear her voice again.

"We’re at Mount Birwick," the man replied.

Mount Birwick? Wasn’t that the mountain that was always covered in snow? Then why could there be a place as fertile as this there? And wait a moment....

Arielle tried to remember where she was before suddenly being on Mount Birwick. Unfortunately, she couldn’t remember anything.

All her memories were blurry.

Arielle’s memory was limited when she saw the closed gate behind her and then the woman in white and the black wolf with her.

"Who was the woman playing the flute and the wolf just now? Why couldn’t my voice come out when I called out to her?" asked Arielle.

"They are the entity that guards Mount Birwick. We must not disturb them because this is the meeting place for lovers who have been separated for a long time. It is a memory of them making this place a sacred place, and no one is allowed to enter except the chosen ones."

"That woman has beautiful hair," Arielle muttered.

The old man smiled and asked Arielle to come closer to the lake. The man sat cross-legged and looked at his reflection in the water. Arielle also did the same thing.

"Don’t we have beautiful hair, just like that woman?" asked the man, it made Arielle see her hair, which also shone in the moonlight. Arielle’s hair even hung low until it touched the surface of the water.

"Yes," she answered. She chose to admire the old man’s shining hair.

"Because we are the children of the Moon Goddess. We are her representation on this earth."

The man clenched his hand and then relaxed his grip. A white light flew from his palm up into the sky and blended among the millions of stars in the galaxy until the moon shone brighter as if it had received the message.