webnovel

Eternal Castle

In a post-apocalyptic world, Princess Sofia fancies a commoner on the streets and follows him to the Mountains of Death from where she ends up in a 17th-century mansion, where the commoner - Heinrich - is the owner of the mansion and the Princess is forced to work for him. __ “What do you want from me?” The Princess asked frustratingly. “You must think you are the main character or something.” The man chuckled, “Sofia, I want nothing from you. You followed me. I did not abduct you.” “I made a mistake. I request you to send me back.” “I cannot,” The man replied. “It is not under my command. It comes and goes.” “What does that mean?” “That means you are stuck here. Probably for life.” __ [Excerpt] Heinrich completely ignored her, slipped the keys to the room into the little pocket of his coat, and tried to walk away from the crime scene. The Princess quickly grabbed his arm, trying to reach out for his pocket with her other hand. Heinrich immediately grabbed her hand and pulled her toward himself, then pushed her to the wall, holding both her hands to it. He frowned at her with all the rage he had in his body. But it didn’t hide the lingering sorrow in his eyes. They could tear up any moment now. The Princess didn’t know if she wanted to feel sad for him or resent him. He was a confusing man. “L-Let me go…” The Princess sheepishly demanded. “Why?” Heinrich asked with anger. “Who told you to meddle in my affairs?” __ [Disclaimer: This novel is a slow burn.] — This novel is the prequel to 'Dilemma: The Chip System'. However, it's a standalone novel and you don't need to read 'Dilemma: The Chip System' to understand it. I do recommend reading it for extra spice. — This novel has taken intuition from the history of Europe. However, it is fictional and by no means connected to the real events of history. **** Cover Artist: https://www.instagram.com/alina._.smthng/

Haru_Catty · Fantasie
Zu wenig Bewertungen
177 Chs

Curse

Heinrich slowly walked closer to the dead body. His legs slowly trembled as he stepped forward. Each step felt like a curse, a bad omen, an inauspicious step from an inauspicious immortal who seemed to destroy everybody's fate alongside his. 

When he reached close enough, he fell to his knees. His hands tried contacting the body but in vain. They trembled and trembled until his stomach felt like churning, and he felt like throwing up. 

The lump in his throat kept him from breathing or screaming, and the moist air kept him from crying his heart out. Before he could compose himself, the sound of carts behind him became louder. 

"My lady!" Killian jumped out of the cart and ran toward the body, holding it to see clearly. 

The Princess was covered in blood. Her skin was pale and blue. She was cold. Killian's eyes widened in disbelief. He looked at the lifeless immortal kneeling in front of the Princess.