Claire de Lune: The Fallen Kingdom
Anderaint Claire lives her whole life wallowing in wealth. She never leaves the Duchy, the home where she grew up to be an independent and graceful lady. Unfortunately, on the debut to celebrate her 18th birthday, her reality started to crumble. Sentenced to death, who would have thought her execution would bring a catastrophe to the Etrill Kingdom? Instead of living her life peacefully, she fell into an even more pitiful hell. A wanderer told Claire that she was a cursed soul. Will she survive this predicament?
Chapter 38 - Black Rose (3)
The cold night air enveloped the old cottage, the atmosphere was tense with the sound of the wind blowing softly, accompanying the silence of the dark night.
There was no more rain, only the remnants of dew still left on the foggy window glass.
Inside the room that was only lit by candlelight, Claire was still sitting in her chair. Her breathing sounded heavy, and her eyes continued to be fixed on the old book on the table. The wavering candlelight strengthened the tension that hung in the air.
Door opening sound suddenly shattered the silence.
"Ethan?" Claire jumped to her feet, the candle almost falling from her hand.
Ethan's figure emerged from the darkness. His robe was tattered and his arm was badly injured.
Blood dripped slowly, staining the wooden floor. The dim candlelight made his face look paler than usual, but his eyes were full of anxiety and alertness.