Chapter 178
Nyssa pov
Almost immediately after Cassian, Drake, and Zayn left the room, both Serena and Isabella practically jumped on me, demanding to know more about what had happened with Darius, if I was truly okay, and who would deliberately lead me to the forbidden room just to get me in trouble with him.
Serena had been furious, muttering something along the lines of, “If I see that bitch who led the miss to that room, I’ll rip her head off.” And judging by the cold glint in her eyes, I knew she wasn’t joking. She ranted about how cruel Darius had been, nearly strangling me to death simply for stepping into
that room.
Before I could even respond, Isabella spoke up, her voice more cautious. She explained that the room was called the Forbidden Room, the place where the king kept the paintings of his late mate. She added that I was lucky to have survived, because according to her,
“Everyone who ever entered that room died, my lady. The king killed them for daring to go there… no one had ever survived after stepping inside.”
She had said it with a terrifying expression, as though even speaking of it made her truly afraid and I understood then that she wasn’t exaggerating. With how furious Darius had been back then, he had been ready to kill me. The only reason I could think of for why he backed off and stormed out of the room was because he still needed me alive.
I was a white wolf, after all.
The only thing capable of putting an end to his eternal life.
The corner of my lips twitched into a sad smile as the realization sank in. I hadn’t been wolfless when I was Liana. No, Serena had been with me then, my wolf, a white breed. But just like in my past life as Nyssa, she had been locked away, unable to reveal herself to me.
The more i thought about it, the more I felt how cruel fate truly was. In this life, it had made me the very thing destined to kill the man I loved.
My hands clenched into fists at the thought, but one thing was clear: now that I remembered, there was no way I would let Darius die just like that. No way in hell.
And another thing that shocked me was when I asked Serena and Isabella about Sandra, the head maid who was, in truth, the moon goddess in disguise. Neither of them seemed to know her.
No… it was as if her memory had been completely erased from their minds. They didn’t even recall there ever being a blind head maid, and Serena had gone as far as to ask if I was all right, her face full of concern.
Realizing they didn’t remember, I didn’t push the subject any further. Perhaps it was better that way. Because from the way the goddess had spoken earlier, it felt as though she was leaving… for good.
Afterwards, our conversation shifted to me asking Isabella more about Darius, wanting to at least know a little about how he had lived. She told me everything, how he never smiled since the day she met him, how he spent most of his time locked away in the forbidden room, uninterested in pack matters. I listened quietly, saying nothing.
Then, as she continued, recounting how Darius had once broken a maid’s hand simply because she touched him, there came a knock on the door. Immediately, everyone fell silent and turned their gaze toward it. I spoke first.
“Come in,” I said, and as the door opened, I watched Drake step inside. He lowered his head slightly before speaking, a small warm smile on his face.
“How are you feeling now, my lady?” he asked.
I returned his smile instantly and answered, “I’m better now, thank you.”
He nodded before continuing. “Please, can you follow me? The king has asked you to come and inspect the maid, to see who it was that led you to the
forbidden room.”
I raised a brow at his words, but what struck me most was what it meant. Darius was going to be there.
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A smile suddenly bloomed across my face as I turned to Drake, almost excitedly. “Does that mean Darius will be there and I’ll get to see him?”
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Honestly, I longed to. Even though it had only been an hour since I’d last seen him, I wanted more. I wanted to look at him again, to stare at him for as long as I could.
I missed him.
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Drake looked startled for a moment, but then his expression softened into pity. Even Serena and Isabella were watching me with the same sadness in their eyes, I blinked in confusion, but Drake’s next words made me understand why.
“Yes, my lady. The king is there but you don’t need to be afraid anymore. I don’t think he’s that angry.”
A small scoff almost slipped from me.
I see… they thought I had asked because I was afraid of seeing Darius. But it was far from that.
I didn’t bother correcting them. Instead, I only smiled, pulling the blanket off me and jumping from the bed with a bright grin. Slipping on my slippers and running my hand quickly through my hair to make it at least presentable, I walked up to Drake and told him I was ready.
Then, without giving him the chance to say another word, I stepped past him and out of the room. I could feel everyone’s surprised gazes on me as I left, but I didn’t stop. I just kept walking or rather, skipped down the hallway with excited steps, a wide grin on my lips. I couldn’t wait to see Darius again, but I was also eager to find the maid who had led me into that trap, to teach her a lesson and uncover who was truly behind her.
Who had ordered her to do what she did? Because the more I thought about it, the less it made sense.
Isabella had said there was something fishy about the whole thing. According to her, the forbidden room was always locked tight and only the king had the keys to it. If what she said was true, then it truly was suspicious.
A maid who clearly worked in the kitchen… how could she have possibly gotten the keys to the forbidden room?
It could only mean one thing someone had been behind her. Someone had given her the order to trap me inside.
