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Caught Between Two Worlds

All Celestine ever wanted was to be someone powerful so that she won't be looked down upon. That was what she wished on a blissful night. And that very wish made her life go downhill years later ever since she came across a sacred pendant. When an invitation lands on her lap to the most prestigious university of Adrian, nothing could stop her from going there. That is until her life gets entwined with two men, the cruellest foes of each other which she wishes to escape from. But the universe paints a different picture. On a dreary day, she falls to her near-death and finds herself in the ancient land of Vitalis. With an unintentionally committed crime to her name, she must face the justice of the place where mercy is invaluable and death is inevitable and of little value. And so her trial begins at the mercy of the tainted hands of the Masked Tyrant. Alastair Arden Waldorf. Ruthless, cold-blooded and faceless. When things turn for the worse, will she be able to return to her land and not be involved in a terrifying history? Will she save, kill or escape from the tyrant to the other two men when he shall come for her? Shall love prevail between the two or will they stick to their time to avoid an inevitable curse? ~ WARNING: Mature Content (18+) Cover Design: imagineTishaD (Webnovel) Image Credit: fromKITnoc (DeviantArt) Want to support and interact with the author? Discord: https://discord.gg/ptUDZFYcU8 Fandom: https://realmsofmagic.fandom.com/wiki/Realms_Of_Magic_Wiki Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/rose.of.blues/

RoseOfBlues · Fantasia
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209 Chs

~ 72: The Trial - Part 2 ~

I ended up going towards a lonely table sticking to the window, where the snow-peaked mountains seemed to be lighted by the moon. I continued to enjoy the sight by standing beside the table close to their eyes when two arms were placed beside each side of my waist, cornering me.

I turned my back towards the person, knowing that he wanted to chase me to hell and not to the end of the world for as long as he could. I flinched when I felt his breath touched my bare skin near my collar bone.

"If His Majesty lets you live, I would like to show what true suffering is like," he said with a smack of his lips. "To speak in such an unfashioned way, whether you are a half-royal or not, deserves to be shown how to speak politely."

"Forgive me, Sir," I said through gritted teeth, "but it is you who is testing the limit of my forbearance and good temper. I kindly ask you to leave me alone and watch me from afar if you think I would run away, which I wouldn't."