Ch. 41..45: The Vampire Prince's Blindfolded Bride Chapter 41-45

Chapter 41: The family of werewolves

As the princes approached closer to Alora, Elliot took his leave promptly. Magnus and Izaak sat down in their seats. "The groom’s family is here," Magnus informed her.

"How does the groom look?" Alora inquired in excitement.

"He looks good," Magnus gave a plain response.

"Eugene is the Duke’s son. Does His Highness know Duke Benedict?" Alora inquired him.

"No," Magnus refused.

"I know him. Benedict is the Duke of the North to look into the administration of humans and even werewolves. There were rumors that they turned into wolves," Izaak asserted.

"There were?" Magnus arched his eyebrows.

"Yes. I know you have been away from all these matters for a long time, but you always ignore the important news. Tobias told me you didn’t even know about Alora’s eyes the day you brought her to Elmswood palace," Izaak muttered.

"Because I never cared about all such matters," Magnus shrugged his shoulders. "So what about the rumors? Has Benedict’s family converted to werewolves?" He inquired with a curious gaze.

"How is that possible? Father would not have given Venus’s hand to the Iverson family if he knew about it," Alora stated.

"There were rumors. I don’t know the entire truth. There’s no werewolf scent emanating from them. So, I believe they are humans," Izaak replied.

"They are werewolves," Magnus said. "They have hidden the scent," he affirmed as he read Benedict’s mind.

Both Alora and Izaak were shocked to learn that. "My sister cannot get wedded in a werewolf family. We should stop this," Alora said.

"We should not get involved, Wife. Your sister will not believe us," Magnus explained to her.

"But my sister will be stuck after marriage. Eugene will turn her into a werewolf. I heard they undergo a lot of pain. I don’t wish to see Venus in pain," Alora said with a concerned expression.

"Magnus, why do you think they have hidden their scent?" Izaak asked. "It can be for a bigger reason," he added, wondering what it could be.

"I want to see Venus. I should at least tell her the truth," Alora asserted.

"And what if she doesn’t listen to you?" Magnus asked.

"I think she will," Alora answered.

Magnus sighed and he pinched the skin between his brows. "Come," He helped her stand up and took her inside the house. Izaak, on the other hand, enjoyed the slow sips of the wine.

"What if Venus raises your voice at you? She is kind of upset seeing his sister with a prince while she herself is getting married to a commoner," Magnus remarked. He stopped a servant and asked her about Venus. "Princess Alora wants to see her sister," he stated.

"Please this way, Your Highnesses," the servant humbly said and led their way to Venus’s room. She informed Venus about Magnus and Alora’s visit to her.

"Hmm. You can send them in," Venus said. She had no intention of seeing Alora, but the moment she heard Magnus was with her, she could not refuse to let them in.

Venus put a fake smile over her lips and decided to remain warm toward Alora in front of Magnus. However, to her surprise, only Alora walked in. She approached Alora and hugged her. "I’m glad you have come to my wedding day. I wish you could look at me and see how beautiful I look today," Venus said and withdrew from the hug.

"Prince Magnus didn’t come inside," Venus asked.

"His Highness thinks we sisters should talk in private," Alora opined. "I have to tell you something, Venus," she asserted while being a bit hesitant.

"Yes, say?"

"The Iverson family has turned into werewolves. Does Father know about this?" Alora asked.

"What did you say?" Venus chuckled and the smile disappeared from her lips. "You really want to ruin my day, don’t you?" she got angry at Alora.

"Don’t take me wrong, Venus. I only wanted to make you aware of the Iverson family identity," Alora said.

"Shut your mouth. You are jealous of me. Grandma was right. I should have requested Father and Mother not to call you to my marriage," Venus pronounced. She was mad at Alora and wanted to throw her out right away from her sight.

Magnus, who was outside, didn’t come in although he could hear everything happening inside the room. He wanted Alora to see the reality of her sister. However, he was ready to defend Alora anytime Venus would cross the line.

"Venus, why would I be jealous of you? I’m extremely delighted that you finally are getting married. You know well for you, I left for Elmswood. Don’t be angry. Forgive me if I hurt you in any way," Alora said as she held her sister’s hands.

Venus yanked her hands away. "You returned to ruin my happiness too. So many people died that night because of you. Yet, you had no remorse for their lives. Instead, you became the reason for their deaths," she affirmed.

"What if the Iverson are the family of werewolves? Didn’t you marry Prince Magnus because he was a vampire? You must want to live a long life and kill others with your eyes. I wish I never had a sister like you. That night, you should have died, Alora," Venus blurted out.

Alora’s heart shattered into pieces to hear those words. Her eyes filled with tears and she faltered. A familiar pair of warm hands held her shoulders, thus keeping her intact at a place.

"I hate people like you," Magnus said as he glared into Venus’s eyes. "Do you think I can keep you alive after what you said to her? My Alora isn’t blind, but you are. You didn’t get such a unique ability like her. That’s why you are jealous of her."

"Please, don’t say that," Alora requested him as she turned around to face him. "I was wrong. I always bring unhappiness. Let’s leave, Your Highness," she urged, tightly holding his sleeves.

"Don’t stop me today. She has crossed the limit. You are a princess, not a commoner, whom not anyone can say anything," Magnus stated. His anger was visible on his face.

Venus was scared to hear that. But she remained steadfast in her words. "Your Highness, I said nothing wrong. She was ready to break my marriage," she proclaimed.

"Don’t come to Alora begging her to save you. Also, this is the last time you have said all these wrong things to her. You are the one who is jealous thinking your elder sister got a prince as her husband. Just because Alora loves you a lot, I will let you go. But this is the last time," Magnus warned her and took away Alora from there.

Chapter 42: I will do as I desire

Magnus opened the blindfold from Alora’s eyes and saw they were damp. She kept her gaze down and felt his thumbs on her eyes.

"Open them," he urged her, "for me."

Alora promptly did that and peered into his eyes. "I should not cry today. But I-I am un-unable to hold them." The tears rolled over her cheeks as she began weeping. Venus’s words hurt her like someone stabbed her heart. The pain she could still experience.

Magnus wiped the tears from her eyes. "She will be punished soon. I won’t hear a single word on this from you," he stated. He was fuming in anger to see Alora cry. All she wanted Venus to know was something, which could change her life forever.

"No. Don’t do that," Alora said and once again she lowered her eyes. She sniffled and rested her head on his chest. Her arms wrapped around him. "I should have listened to His Highness," she murmured.

Magnus wasn’t the type of person to stay quiet. He had decided he would make Venus cry in the worst possible way.

"Prince Magnus, Alora, what are you two doing here?" They both heard Rhea’s voice from the door.

Alora was swift to pull away and she wiped her tears while Magnus told Rhea to not come forward. "She hasn’t worn the blindfold. We will be outside soon," he said.

Rhea halted at her place and nodded at him. She wondered if Alora was fine. But in the presence of the prince, nothing could happen to her. She walked away while Alora took a breath of relief.

Magnus pivoted to meet her gaze. The back of his fingers caressed her cheek. "Do you wish to attend the wedding or shall we leave for the palace?" He left the decision to her. Although, he wished to take her right away since he could not bear the sight of Venus.

"We should attend the wedding," Alora opined. She was devastated after hearing Venus’s harsh words to her. But she could not leave since she didn’t want anyone else to know about it.

They soon reached the garden and took their seat. Izaak observed that his brother looked annoyed while his sister-in-law appeared gloomy to him. Did the meeting with Venus not go well? Keeping his questions to himself, Izaak directed his gaze to the altar.

Venus soon entered the aisle with her father, feeling delighted that she would get married to a man with supernatural abilities. While Alora was focused on the wedding processions, Magnus had his eyes on her.

’If Venus could affect her this much, I wonder how she will cope with her mother’s death. I need to prevent it. I cannot see Alora crying and blaming herself.’

He came out of his thoughts only when Alora asked him a question.

"Why do you care if they look good or bad?" Magnus’s answer showed his annoyance. Seeing her face, he continued with a half-hearted glance, "They look great."

The wedding ended soon, bringing applause from the families of the groom and bride and guests.

"A dance?" Alora heard how the couple joined the bride and groom, where others could join them for it. She wanted to always feel what a dance felt like with your partner. But she didn’t know a couple dance.

"Shall we go for a dance?" Magnus suddenly asked her, his hand found hers.

"I don’t know how to dance?" Alora replied.

"But I have the knowledge," Magnus answered and left his seat. He pulled up Alora and she moved to him. "And you’ll dance without the blindfold," he pronounced, taking it off.

Izaak smiled to see how his brother would make others terrified in Alora’s presence.

"Your Highness, this is my–" Her words caught off in her mouth as Magnus placed his finger on her lips.

"Her wedding is over. Now, I will do as I desire," Magnus declared, making his way towards the grander stage constructed on the other side for dancing.

Norman glanced in their direction and noticed Alora without her blindfold. Concerned, he immediately informed Rhea, thinking she might intervene. However, Rhea chose not to interfere. She believed Alora deserved to enjoy these moments of her life, and Magnus served as a protective presence, ensuring nothing wrong would happen in his presence.

As the guests noticed Alora without her blindfold for the first time, whispers rippled through the crowd. "The Princess is exceptionally beautiful," murmured one guest after another.

Meanwhile, Eugene and Venus had already taken their place on the platform prepared for the dance. As the music started, they began their graceful movements, drawing others to join them. Soon, even their parents joined in, adding to the joyous atmosphere of the dance floor.

However, as Magnus and Alora stepped onto the dance floor, a hush fell over the crowd, bringing the dancing to a sudden stop, including the groom and bride themselves.

"You claimed your sister lacked beauty," Eugene remarked to Venus, caught off guard by Alora’s presence. "But she is no less than a goddess," he whispered in awe.

Venus’s heart burned with jealousy, her grip on Eugene’s shoulder tightening, drawing his attention to her. "You shouldn’t praise another woman in front of me," she declared.

"I’m only complimenting your sister. Nobody has ever seen her without the blindfold. She is quite graceful, but you are no lesser than that," Eugene reassured her.

"Please resume your dances. There’s no need to get distracted by us. Alora won’t look at anyone, so you all are safe," Magnus interjected.

Alora felt nervous, her heart pounding against her chest. She sensed all eyes were suddenly on her, a situation she hadn’t anticipated.

When Magnus stood in front of her, she met his gaze. He drew her close and guided her right hand to rest on his shoulder.

"The other couples had resumed their dances," Magnus observed.

"What do I need to do?" Alora inquired, seeking guidance.

"Trust me," Magnus replied with assurance. With a swift motion, he swirled her, causing Alora to gasp in surprise before he smoothly executed a dip, catching her off guard.

She ended up smiling because her heart filled with a joyous feeling she never got before.

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Chapter 43: Not as humble as her elder sister

While Venus made Alora feel pathetic, Magnus made her feel at the top of the sky. The dance truly brought happiness to her. Her entire being was in bliss, filling her with ecstasy.

Their dance ended soon bringing applause from the guests present there. Alora couldn’t believe the people cheered for them, but it might be because of their royal status.

"No. They liked our dance. We stole the limelight," Magnus asserted. His fingers trailed her side face before tucking the few hair strands behind her ear. "You learn fast. I knew you were special since the moment I saw you," he whispered.

Alora smiled at him while having watery eyes. His thumbs ran over her eyes, causing them to flutter. "It’s the time for us to leave for the palace," he said.

"Yes," Alora agreed to him. Although, the words that Venus told her hadn’t completely left her mind, the warmth from Magnus overpowered her mind. She heard the people whispers finally, saying how beautiful she was. Such a compliment she never heard before.

"I should put on the blindfold," Alora said.

"I will help you." Magnus reached out to her eyes and gently tied the blindfold to her eyes. "I hate seeing you in this," he murmured.

They were finally back to their seats, where Izaak already awaited them.

"When did you learn to dance?" Izaak asked. "I thought you hated it," he stated. Alora was surprised to learn that.

"I hated the women who would ask me out to dance in the ball," Magnus replied.

"You kept all of us in the dark. So, when did you learn it?" Izaak queried.

"After meeting my wife," he promptly replied.

"Really? His Highness learned the dance for me," Alora felt blissful to hear that.

"Yes. I wanted to dance with you," Magnus answered. "I didn’t know we would get a chance today."

Norman and Rhea came to them once again to tell them the feast would start soon. "I have arranged blood for His Highnesses," Norman asserted, "with Chamberlain Tobias’ help."

"That wasn’t needed," Magnus remarked.

"We could not let the princes return without having anything in the wedding," Norman humbly opined.

"That’s good. I’ve been craving for blood here," Izaak suddenly remarked. His tongue traced his lips, showing his hunger.

Norman gulped to hear the eldest prince and told them they should follow them to the feast hall. Rhea was quick to help Alora stand up and took her ahead of them while the princes walked behind them, specifically with Norman.

"You dance so beautifully, Alora. Did Prince Magnus teach you? I was so delighted to see you smile with your heart," Rhea told her daughter.

"Prince Magnus is a great dancer. I only trusted him," she truthfully answered her mother.

Rhea wanted to ask her why she cried earlier, but she felt she should ask it some other time. "How are the things between you and the prince? Have you two proceeded ahead in the marriage?" She queried.

"What does Mother mean by that?" Alora inquired.

"It’s my fault for not speaking with you about this. I’ll tell you once the wedding feast is over," Rhea replied and placed her free hand on her daughter’s head. "It makes me delighted to see you smile."

Shortly, they reached the hall, where many of the guests were already present. Venus was seated next to her husband. Seeing Alora, her mood was spoiled and it hurt her that Rhea was again with Alora, instead of her.

Once Alora sat down, Magnus sat on the chair next to her while Izaak sat next to his brother. Upon Norman’s instructions, the server served the blood to both the princes in the gold wine glasses.

"Your Highnesses, it’s a pleasure to see you both after a long time," Benedict greeted them. He along with his family seated beside the groom and bride. Rhea and Norman went to sit next to Venus.

"Indeed, it’s a long time," Izaak answered. "Congratulations on your son’s wedding," he said with a smile.

"Benedict, we heard the rumors about you and your family," Magnus suddenly interrupted their conversation. "We heard that you all turned into werewolves," he said without any hesitation.

Benedict stopped smiling immediately to hear him.

Alora, on the other hand, thought why Magnus said that. Everyone from her family looked shocked, except Venus since she believed that they were werewolves.

"My brother loves to joke sometimes. They are rumors for some reason, Prince Magnus," Izaak stated while glancing at him, gesturing to him not to do that.

"I don’t joke around. I am serious here," Magnus replied. He brought the cup close to his mouth and sipped the blood.

"They are just rumors, Your Highness," Benedict replied calmly.

"Great!" Magnus smiled at him, then turned his gaze to Venus, who was glaring at him fiercely. Despite the urge to take her eyes off those sockets, Magnus knew he had to maintain his composure for Alora’s sake.

"Venus, try to be good to your new family. You’ve never respected your elder sister. I hope you can let go of your jealousy. Just a piece of advice from someone much older than you," Magnus remarked, maintaining a pleasant demeanor.

Alora squeezed his hand and moved closer to him. "Please don’t," she urged softly.

"What is Prince Magnus saying?" Madam Aubrey intervened, trying to handle the situation. "Venus is such a graceful woman. She has always been good to the others. There’s no point of jealousy at all," she asserted.

"She is not as humble as her elder sister. Earlier, she glared at me and even said a few terrible things to Princess Alora. Such people deserve punishment, but my Alora is such a forgiving woman that she let it go," Magnus proclaimed. "We shall start eating. Alora is hungry and I don’t wish to keep her waiting," he pronounced, causing all of them to turn quiet.

Alora pulled her hand away when she heard Venus. "Shall I help my sister? She cannot see unlike us, so she needs assistance."

"I’m here to give her the assistance. Also, she has worn the blindfold to keep you all stress-free," Magnus affirmed. "Ahh, I think you are unaware of my abilities. I can read thoughts, so I know who is thinking wrong about Alora," he stated.

Venus gulped to hear that and she lowered her eyes immediately.

Izaak rolled his eyes because as usual, Magnus turned the entire fun atmosphere into a gloomy one without thinking it was a wedding feast.

Chapter 44: Shield her

"Why did His Highness talk so harshly with Venus? Her in-laws must be thinking that she is a bad person," Alora complained as she took off the earrings and placed them in a box.

"Venus is a bad person," Magnus stated. He dropped his overcoat on the chair and went to her. His hand rested on her shoulders and his gaze met with hers through the mirror.

"I was mad and I still am," Magnus replied. "Just because of you, I’ve to keep control of my anger," he asserted.

"I’m used to being getting hate," Alora said.

"No. You used to bring getting ridiculed. You know how many men’s hearts beat to see you today. That’s the beauty of yours. I’ll make everyone regret to ignore your presence," Magnus proclaimed. His hands moved down, causing her to shiver and her fingers curled up.

"I enjoyed the dance. It made my heart fluttered. Whatever Venus said to me was the last time. We won’t even meet her. That’s why I didn’t say anything to her," Alora explained to him.

"I want Venus to beg you one day," Magnus affirmed. "Let’s leave her topic. I hate her and I don’t speak about the people, whom I hate," he stated.

"Isn’t this dress tight on you?" Magnus asked, her hands moved to the corset. "Let me help you," he whispered in her ear.

"I will ask the attendant to help me," Alora said.

"Forget about her. I can do it better than her," Magnus affirmed, his words sending a shiver down Alora’s spine. Though hesitant at first, she didn’t resist him.

Alora glanced at the mirror and saw her husband’s intense gaze fixed on her. Sensing her gown loosening, she instinctively held it to her chest.

Her breath caught in her throat as she felt Magnus’s lips on her neck. "It was hard to control myself. But now, I don’t think I have to," he whispered huskily.

Magnus lifted her effortlessly into his arms, and Alora automatically wrapped her arms around his neck. Gently, he laid her down on the mattress, tenderly caressing her hair as he hovered over her.

"What is this look in your eyes?" he asked.

"I don’t wish His Highness to resist himself," she replied. Alora moved her hand up and traced his brows with her fingers. Her hand rested on his cheek as she smiled at him.

He leaned down, and their lips met in a fervent kiss. His touch was sensual as his hand roamed over her body, pausing only at her knee. Pulling up her gown, he trailed his fingers up her thigh, eliciting a gasp as she arched her back in response.

Knock! Knock!

Alora pulled away abruptly upon hearing the knock on the door. "Someone’s at the door," she whispered, her voice breathless.

"Ignore it," Magnus insisted, his desire still evident in his tone.

"Brother, we need to go," Izaak voiced loudly from outside.

"Oh, it’s Brother Izaak," Alora stated. "I think he has some work from you," she proclaimed.

Magnus cussed as he got down the bed in annoyance. This was the reason he didn’t like Izaak. He would trouble him all the time, especially when he was with Alora.

Opening the door in anger, Magnus glanced at Izaak, who smiled at him. "Gloria is in the hub. Don’t you wish to go? Or do you wish to continue what you were doing?" he arched his eyebrow at him.

Magnus slammed the door in his face and went to the chair to pick up his overcoat. Alora sat up while still holding her gown. "What happened, Your Highness? Who was at the door?" she inquired.

"I have an important work outside," Magnus said as he wore his boots. In a blink of an eye, he approached Alora and planted a soft kiss in the center of her forehead. "Have your dinner and sleep tight."

"Will His Highness come late?"

"Yes. That’s why don’t wait for me and go to bed early. Today was a tiring day for you," he said and got off the bed.

He exited the bedroom, making sure to close the door behind him.

"Is it necessary for Brother Izaak to accompany me?" Magnus asked as they both reached the foyer, where a carriage awaited them.

"Yes. I told you I would help you in finding the answers for Alora’s eyes," Izaak affirmed.

They arrived near the carriage and the coachman opened its door.

"Tobias, don’t let Alora roam anywhere at night. Make sure she goes to bed early," Magnus instructed him. He felt Alora would stay awake for him and he didn’t wish that to happen.

"I will, Your Highness," Tobias assured him.

Both the princes entered the carriage and left for ’The Trident’.

"Have you met Gloria before?" Izaak inquired.

"No," Magnus replied. "What is she like?" he asked.

"Gloria hates vampires. A vampire killed her brother. But to maintain the peace, she decided to let it go. However, what I think is that Gloria has still that grudge inside her," Izaak affirmed.

"Father didn’t tell me all this," Magnus remarked.

"Father would have thought you knew about it. But I know my youngest brother. He hardly keeps such knowledge," Izaak pronounced. "I believe she hid the truth from our Father. She can shield her thoughts because of her abilities," he proclaimed.

Magnus now wondered if he would be able to see through her mind. "What I think is that the woman who bestowed such powerful eyes on Alora wasn’t a witch. But something more. The message I received wasn’t from her, but from another person than her because someone wants Alora for his/her use," he expressed his thoughts to Izaak.

"That can be a possibility," Izaak said.

"A werewolf was specifically targeted on Alora. Why do I feel it’s related to werewolves?" Magnus murmured.

"Werewolves aren’t powerful," Izaak muttered.

"They are created by the Moon Goddess to keep a balance. They are indeed powerful," Magnus opined. "I always had this thought that Alora could be killed at a young age, but no one either attempted to kill her. Neither us vampires nor the werewolves or witches. Humans did want to, but couldn’t."

"You believed Alora’s eyes are her shield," Izaak reminded him. "Perhaps attempts were made, but they were futile in front of her magical eyes," he affirmed.

"Yes. I believe her eyes shield her from something none of us knows. That’s why I want to find that answer from Gloria since the witches use magic to learn such facts," Magnus stated.

Chapter 45: The divine figure

Magnus pulled out the chair for him and settled on it. It was his first time seeing Gloria and realized that she was quite old, probably in her late eighties.

"I thought only Prince Magnus would come," Gloria said as she placed her both on the table. All her ten fingers were covered in the various stone rings.

"I thought not to let my brother go alone," Izaak replied.

"I heard Prince Magnus can look into Alora’s eyes," Gloria asserted. "Is he here to ask me about that?" she queried.

"Yes. Also, why does Alora have such eyes?" Magnus queried.

"I tried to find out about it long ago– When the rumors began about a human being born with eyes that could burn anyone," Gloria truthfully told him.

"What about now? Can’t you find it now?" Magnus inquired.

"I tried the day His Majesty sent me the message. Unfortunately, I couldn’t find anything. But I got the sight of a woman, who didn’t seem to be a human. It was someone divine," Gloria pronounced. "I couldn’t make a communication with her."

Izaak was surprised to learn that Magnus’s guess was right.

"Do you think attempts were made to kill Alora?" Magnus asked.

"I think so. But I never heard any such cases, except the one in which she was attacked in her journey to Elmswood," Gloria answered.

"We still couldn’t find the appropriate reason behind that attack," Magnus stated.

"Will Prince Magnus give me his hands?" Gloria humbly asked.

He forwarded his hands on her request. She grabbed them and closed her eyes. While mumbling some words, which were not understandable to both the vampire princes.

Gloria shook her head and her brows frowned as she saw something. Opening her eyes, she let go of Magnus’s hands. "Did Prince Magnus ever meet Alora before?" she queried.

"No," Magnus refused.

"He did. I saw him saving her life," Gloria answered.

"I saved her only in Elmswood," Magnus replied.

"No. You have met Alora when she was young. I saw it. You must have forgotten about it," she explained to him.

"Why can only Magnus look in her eyes? Are they fated to be with each other? What do you think about this?" Izaak inquired.

"The divine figure whom I saw is the only one who can give the right answer on this," Gloria asserted. She didn’t wish to say anything without any confirmation.

Before heading out of the residence, Magnus had made sure to pick the sketch of the woman, which Rhea helped the artist draw. He took it out and opened it before placing it on the table.

"Was this the divine woman you saw?" Magnus queried.

Gloria looked at the sketch keenly and nodded her head. "Yes. This was the divine figure, whom I saw," she confirmed.

"So, I need to find this woman," Magnus stated and folded the paper.

"How will His Highness find a divine woman?" Gloria questioned.

"I won’t find her. She will come to me," Magnus replied. He thanked Gloria for her time and for being truthful to him. "We shall take our leave," he stated and left his seat.

"If I find something related to Alora, I’ll inform the prince about it," Gloria stated.

"Sure," Magnus said and exited the room.

"Do you think my brother’s life fall in danger if he keeps Alora with him?" Izaak asked with a worried glance.

"I cannot tell the future, Prince Izaak," Gloria clarified to him.

"Hmm. Thank you for your time," Izaak said and left the Trident. Upon reaching outside, he entered the same carriage in which Magnus was already present.

"We found nothing useful," Izaak muttered.

"I cannot remember when I met Alora. Gloria didn’t let me see through her mind," Magnus answered.

"Perhaps you met her when she was a child. Wait! You returned to Velaris after thirty years," Izaak affirmed.

"Yes. That’s the question. Even if I came in between, I never encountered any child. I never stepped into any human colony," Magnus affirmed while furrowing his brows together.

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Alora couldn’t sleep right after having her dinner. She decided to practice writing the alphabet and did it for an hour. Tired, she put the quill pen down for some time and looked at the shelves filled with numerous books.

Alora stood up from her place and went to one of the shelves. She took out a random old book, which was certainly heavy. Bringing it to the desk, she cleaned the dust from it and opened it.

"Your Highness, it’s the time you should go to bed," Tobias suggested as he entered the study room while keeping his eyes low.

"I’m unable to sleep. I will wait for the Prince to return," Alora replied.

"Certainly. However, Your Highness, I’ll be scolded for not asking you to go to bed. It will take some more hours to return," Tobias opined.

"Okay." Alora closed the book and picked up the blindfold. She donned her eyes with it and turned to Tobias. "Please help me go to my chamber," she requested.

Tobias lifted his eyes and asked the maidservant with her to support Alora in walking. While heading to her chamber, Alora asked Tobias, "Is there a graveyard nearby?"

He was perplexed by that question. "No, Your Highness," Tobias answered.

Alora hummed and recalled how she would see the graveyard repeatedly in her dreams. She felt it was somewhere in the palace, but now, Tobias refused to do it, so she didn’t ask further.

"Why did Her Highness ask about a graveyard?" Tobias questioned.

"I was curious to know," Alora replied.

Tobias found it weird, but he ignored it simply thinking it was truly Alora’s inquisitiveness. She was escorted to her chamber soon. The maidservant made sure Alora would go to bed before leaving the bedroom.

Alora tossed and turned on the bed since she found it difficult to sleep. Her thoughts were on Venus as she was worried for her. "I hope she doesn’t turn into a werewolf," she murmured.