The Blood King's Bride

out in the form of a maid. It would have been hard to discern her as she was never treated, especially in t

the bastard child, but most haven't seen her or even care to. She spent most of her time in the castle library or her secret passage hideout, listening to the King and

about her Kingdom - the Kingdom of Pres. But after the way her own family in the castle treated her, she doubted if the people would accept her if they found out her real

m of Neba was a good idea. She would start a new li

om of

t the

gdom were. She was sent here as a spy by the King of Neba to find out about the sad ending of his only daughter. The King had never been a fan of the King of Pres. So after

idn't die of n

as ki

like there was g

E FOR

ok in her surroundings. She saw plants, trees, and a

ent connected horns. Its eyes were black. She didn't see any white or any other color, just black. It looked soulless, but she found it very c

ouldn't help herself to study it, not

and they were like that for a while. Sensing no threat from her, the animal resumed its grazing. She moved closer to the ani

its grazing and sharply looked up at her. She gasped and retracted her hand a bit, especially after closely viewing the animal's soulless

ation shining through her eyes. Its hide felt as soft as silk and yet very sturdy. As

other contented growl in response. She smiled in r

from the palace. So I'll name you..." She paused, thin

roking it, and then she looked at the sky. Seeing as her time had gone, she wished Forest goodbye and r

smil

ng. So finally, before the sun completely went do

ing into its Kingdom. She noticed the guards asking for something resembling

could be supported by one or both. Using her small stature to her advantage, she made her way towards an old man in the

uarding the gate into the entrance of the K

behind the old man she was with, keeping up with her act. After what fel

of bustling citizens carrying out their day-to-day activities. It was filled with life.

ens loved her mother and could also freely converse with her, unlike in the Kingdom of Pres, where citizens couldn't look upon a king's face or talk to any of the

rent activities. She passed stalls that sold very different and beautiful items. They were bracelets, necklaces, ank

Even when she was in the Kingdom of Pres, she was never given an allowance or earned any. It was one of the

bout available job openings in different places. Finally, she came up

RI

IS NE

the sign. She tore the poster a

(which no one ever found out about), she could proudly boast about cooking better than the King's most prized chef. That was her secret as she never wanted to cook for the King or his family. Despite her cooking s

for the waiter, there was also what looked like a homeless man who slept atop one of the tables. The tables and chairs weren't in good conditi

. If they could accept her, she would bring g

at he was also the manager. Seeing as the place was, she doubted a

mely thin with beards so full only his eyes were visible

r a job. Are yo

ed around the restaurant, then looked back at he

e, there isn't much to do here. I would soon have t

you so many customers that you would get tired of serving." The man's eyes

skills first to be su

ur kitchen?"

uld lose, he took her to a small room at the back of the restaura

hen shelf. Taking out a small pot, she washed it and kept it aside. There was chopping, slicin

ne widely as if tasting something rare. He began to eat the remaining food very fast. The food was spicy, so he made little panting sounds as he ate

e man looked up at her, awe an

. It was w