Chapter 487
Chapter 487:
Ten years. It wasn’t freedom, but it was life, and for now, that was enough. I fell to the floor, bowing low in gratitude. “Thank you, Your Majesty. Your mercy will never be forgotten.” He waved me off and ordered me to leave.
I rose to my feet, backing away from the throne with a deep bow. As I turned to leave, a strange sensation enveloped me—a soft, comforting light, as delicate as a whisper. It brushed over me, and then vanished just as quickly.
Molly’s POV:
Upon seeing the light, Leonardo was momentarily taken aback, his expression a mix of disbelief and wonder.
“This… this…”
What on earth was happening?
I was just as astonished, my mind a jumble of confusion. Then, Leonardo’s face transformed, bursting into a radiant smile, and he eagerly inquired, “Molly, did you catch any mystical signs?”
Any mystical signs…
Panic surged through me like a tidal wave because the necklace in my pocket felt as though it was on fire, practically searing my skin.
But how could I reveal the truth? I plastered a look of astonished surprise on my face and proclaimed loudly, “Your Majesty, I sensed a blessing—a blessing for us werewolves, for you, and even for the child I carry!”
At my words, Leonardo erupted with joy, his eyes shimmering with excitement. “Fantastic! You shall receive a generous reward later!”
“I am profoundly grateful, Your Majesty,” I replied in a daze, accepting the king’s heap of rewards while wincing from the pain caused by the necklace.
Once I expressed my thanks, a wave of dizziness washed over me, and I hastily exited the royal chambers.
𝙈𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙪𝙥𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙜𝙖𝙡𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙨.𝙘𝙤𝙢
Outside, I immediately dug into my pocket, yanking out that cursed necklace, muttering angrily under my breath, “This wretched thing is burning my skin! If it weren’t for the way it lights up at crucial moments, I would have thrown it into the depths of the sea long ago!”
Then, I observed the necklace more closely. “But it’s curious—why does this necklace glow? There’s nothing about it that should be lighting up,” I pondered aloud, frowning as doubt gnawed at me.
Just as I was lost in thought, a figure suddenly appeared before me.
My heart lurched, and I looked up in a panic, only to find Clayton standing there.
I froze, hastily hiding the necklace, my heart racing. What was Clayton doing here at this moment? I would be finished if he caught a whiff of what I had just said.
Clayton’s golden eyes glimmered with sharp intensity. He frowned, his gaze piercing the pocket where I had concealed the necklace.
“What was that just now?”
Panic gripped me, and…
I stammered, “It’s just… just a necklace I picked up from a shop. Nothing special.” Then I tossed my hair back, offering him a charming smile, and sweetly asked, “Your Highness, are you here to see His Majesty? He’s in his chamber at the moment.”
Clayton shook his head, his unreadable gaze locking onto me, his voice steady and calm. “No, I’m here to see you.”
To see me?
His words sent a jolt of elation through me. I never imagined Clayton would approach me of his own volition. Could it be that Makenna was nearing the end, and he had finally come around?
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