Chapter 1: Faye's POV
It was a very cold winter night. The kind that carried a quiet, almost eerie
stillness. Even with this weather I like to stood on my balcony, my long blonde
hair drifting in the breeze as I gazed at the full moon , so bright, so
beautiful , so magnetic... Yet, a strange sense of unease clung to me, though I
tried to shake it off.
Tomorrow was my wedding day. I will marry Regis, the king of Regsialand , i know
his parents wasn't creative for the name... Anyway he is The boy who had grown
into the man I loved that i cherished .
But love had not always been my companion.
I was born a princess , not a lady as now—to clarify I'm not Regsialand
princess , but of a kingdom lost to time and tragedy. My homeland, Lordor, had
been a thriving kingdom until the Night Terrors came eighteen years ago I was still
a kid then a six years old little girl. That night, the world I knew burned.
Shadows cloaked the land, creatures of nightmare tearing through walls,
slaughtering innocents. My parents, my brother, my older sister… they all
perished. I was only a child when I watched my family die, my hands stained
with their blood as I tried to wake them.The only member of my family that
escaped that night was only me and my white cat Bridgette …
How did I survive ? I would have died too if not for Ragar, the king of
Regsialand And Regis father . He found me in the ruins hugging Bridgette ,
barely breathing, and took me in. He gave me a home, a future. And through the
years, I found solace in his son, Regis. We grew together, two souls bound by
fate, until friendship turned to love.
And now, I was to be his queen.
Lost in memories, I barely noticed the shift in the air—the feeling of
something behind me.
I turned, expecting my dear Regis or perhaps a royal guard. But it wasn't.
A masked man stood in the shadows. The moonlight caught the gigantic
vertical scar running across his left eye. His presence sent a chill down my
spine, instinct screaming at me to run.
Before I could react, he struck.
A knife, its hilt decorated with a red flower a Poppy flower exactly, plunged into my chest .
Intense Pain. Burning, overwhelming pain.
The man yanked the blade free, and I crumpled. My vision blurred, breath
shallow. My fingers trembled as I reached toward the darkness, trying to hold
on. I needed to call out. Needed Regis.
I Screamed !
"Regis… help…"
Footsteps. A door bursting open.
Regis.
His eyes widened in horror as he rushed to me, falling to his knees. His
hands trembled as he cupped my cheek, his warmth barely touching the cold
creeping into my skin. He was shouting—at the guards, at the world—but I
couldn't hear him.
I was too much in pain to hear anything…
I had only enough strength left to look into his eyes, the love I felt for
him shining through my fading vision.
"Re… Regis… I… I love you…"
Then, darkness.
A blackout.
Regis POV :
A loud scream. A sound that ripped through the quiet halls like a blade.
It's Faye.
I ran, my heart pounding, my mind refusing to accept what I already feared.
Bursting into her chambers, I froze for a split second—her once-elegant and
pristine room now a scene of horror. Faye lay near the open balcony where she
always like to stand even in the coldest night , her gown stained with crimson,
her fragile body trembling. The scent of blood hung heavy in the air.
A figure dressed in black darted out onto the balcony, vanishing into the
night. I barely saw his back before he disappeared.
"After him!" I barked at the nearest guards. "Find him! Now!"
The others rushed past me, their footsteps pounding against the marble
floor.
But I had no time to waste on the assassin. Faye needed me.
I dropped to my knees beside her, gently taking her cold, delicate hand in
mine. My voice trembled, but I forced strength into it for her sake.
"Don't be afraid, love," I whispered. "I'm here. I'm right here."
Her beautiful blue eyes fluttered open, weak yet filled with so much
emotion. She smiled, her lips barely parting as she struggled to speak.
"R… Regis… I… I love you…"
Her voice was a fading whisper, each word a dagger to my soul.
Tears burned in my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. "No, Faye. Stay
with me. Stay—"
A violent shudder ran through her body, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
"Call doctor bert now !" I roared, my desperation echoing through the halls.
I clutched her closer, willing my warmth to reach her, to keep her here with
me.
Her fingers twitched weakly in mine, her lips parting as if she wanted to
say something more. But no words came.
A silence more terrifying than any battle i had settled over the room.
I pressed my forehead against hers.
She couldn't leave me. Not like this.
Not now.