The Forgotten Princess’S Rebellion chapter 10

chapter 10

[Lucien’s Tower – Midnight]

[The candlelight flickered, casting long shadows against the ancient walls. Seraphina sat at Lucien’s desk, her fingers skimming the brittle pages of a forbidden tome. The words blurred and twisted under her gaze, but she refused to look away. The answer had to be here—somewhere.]

Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)

(leaning against the bookshelf, arms crossed) You know, princess, most people who come to me ask for power. You? You’re chasing something far more dangerous

Seraphina Valenhardt (princess/fl)

(without looking up) And what would that be?"

Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)

(smirking) Hope.

[She ignored the way his words made something cold curl in her chest. The curse had bound her for too long, silencing her, erasing her existence. But now, she had a chance to shatter it—if she dared.]

Seraphina Valenhardt (princess/fl)

There’s a spell hidden in these texts. One that was erased from history. If it exists, I’ll find it

Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)

*Lucien chuckled, the sound low and amused as he pushed off the bookshelf, closing the distance between them in slow, deliberate steps* And if you do? Do you think it will set you free?

[She finally looked up, meeting his dark blue eyes—eyes that glowed faintly in the dim light. He was testing her, playing a game only he understood.]

Seraphina Valenhardt (princess/fl)

(steady) I don’t believe in freedom. Only power

Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)

*Lucien’s smirk widened, his gaze flickering with something unreadable. He leaned down, caging her between the desk and his presence*

Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)

(softly, almost a whisper) Careful, princess. Power always demands a price

[Her breath hitched, but she refused to flinch. If Lucien thought he could shake her resolve, he was wrong.]

Seraphina Valenhardt (princess/fl)

(calmly): And I’m willing to pay it

Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)

How fascinating~

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[Outside the Tower – In the Shadows]

[A figure stood in the darkness, watching through the narrow slit of a window. Cloaked in midnight, only the faint gleam of his deep red eyes betrayed his presence.]

Elias Ravenspire (grand Duke/ml 2)

(murmuring to himself) The little princess is weaving herself into the web… but does she know it’s mine?

[The Duke’s lips curled into a slow, predatory smirk before he melted back into the night]

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[Meanwhile – The Crown Prince’s Chambers]

[Cassius Valenhardt sat in his dimly lit study, golden eyes fixed on the distant tower. He had been expecting reports of his step-sister’s movements. What he hadn’t expected was her seeking out the most dangerous man in the empire—alone.]