Chapter 3:
Faye's POV :
I woke up feeling like I was caught between a dream and reality. The
softness of the white blankets around me
should have been comforting, but instead, all I could think was: Can I
go back to sleep?
Seriously, I would have traded my entire existence for a few more hours of
peace. But no, instead, I was stuck in this bizarre world With weird people .
I was barely awake when I heard the sounds of two grown men running
from each other. I tried to process it but only ended up blinking,
confused.
Then, one of them, a guard or something, set a bowl of popcorn next to me
like I was in the middle of a movie. Why was I even here? And wait ! Who
was I?
"You're Faye," one of them said.
I answer "But I don't remember anything! You can't just tell me that
explain !"
Before I could scream again, the man with white hair
stepped forward, grinning at me like he was fully enjoying the show.
"You are Faye, the last princess of Lordor," he said dramatically,
as if it were a secret I was supposed to know. "And I'm your savior."
He winked at me.
Seriously is he normal !
The other man, with dark hair, walked up to him and gave
him a firm push. "I'm Regis, King of Regsialand," he said, his tone a
little too confident. "And also your future husband."
I froze. Wait. What? Did I just hear that correctly?
I'm a princess?
Both men nodded at the same time.
I pointed at the dark-haired one. "And I'm your future wife?"
He nodded, his expression serious.
The white-haired one rolled his eyes. "
I mean, he's not wrong…"
"But I don't remember anything!" I yelled, the frustration
bubbling up.
Regis shot a dark look at the white-haired man, who smiled back at him with
that annoyingly charming grin.
"My fault, darling," the white-haired one said casually. "I
may have forgotten a few things, but don't worry. We can fix it. For
extra coins."
Regis raised an eyebrow. "You want more money for that unicorn blood?
Bom answer "Not
a unicorn, darling. It's a dragon. And no I want more
chicken."
Regis looked even less amused. "Where are you going to find a dragon?
The last one..." He paused, turning his gaze toward me. "The last one
was in Lordor... and also why is her hair pink?"
He stayed that pointing at me .
Bom scratched his chin thoughtfully. "I'll find something. Don't worry.
If I have to go on an adventure with Faye to find the dragon, I will. As for
her hair... I'm shocked, too. Normally, it should be white like mine. But her
hair is pink… Wait. I had dark brown hair before I die … Maybe it has something
to do with the creatinine?" He shrugged. "Because she was blonde ,
not sure I don't know yet ."
Regis just stared at him, unimpressed. "An adventure? You and her?
And I will let you live your dream no No ." He glanced at me and added,
"Also, Faye needs to go to the village tomorrow morning to speak with the
villagers. They'll be so happy to see her again."
Bom raised an eyebrow. "If you want her lovey dovey memories with you back,
that's the only way."
I was still staring at the hill, completely disoriented. Why am I
here with these nonsense, stupid men?
Just when I thought they were done, the short guard turned to me again.
"I'm bob by the way and No more popcorn, lady?" he asked, his grin
wide.
No! I was seriously questioning my sanity at this point.
Bom jumped up, clapping his hands. "I want some bob thanks »
Regis say : « Alright, enough! You and me, Faye, let's take some
rest. Tomorrow's is going to be a long day for us."
Faye's POV :
The next morning, I found myself sitting in a royal carriage, squeezed
awkwardly between king Regis and Bom. Across from me sat the three musketeers Regis
loyal guards : Hector, Victor, and Bob—Regis' arranged from tallest to
shortest. All of them were staring at me that was weird .
We were headed to the village of Regsialand His parent creativity was low to
name him Regis … , where I was supposed to make a public appearance.
The early morning sun was rising, casting a golden glow over the kingdom. As
we left the castle grounds, I finally got to see it from a distance. The castle
looked unreal—massive Impressive, with black and red architecture towering over
the land like something out of a dream. After that, the scenery changed to
endless fields and farms, a rich green landscapes . It was breathtaking.
But just as I was admiring the beauty of the Nature, a sudden pain shot
through my head and stomach.
I clutched my head with both arms, groaning. Regis immediately noticed.
"Faye dear ? Are you okay do you feel well ?" he asked, his voice filled
with concern.
I couldn't answer—the pain was too intense.
Bom suddenly widened his eyes. "Oh… oops again , I forgot to mention
something very important."
Regis and the three guards all yelled at the same time, "No way AGAIN?!"
But before I could hear any more, darkness took over, and I blacked out.
Regis' POV :
One second, Faye was holding her head in pain, and the next—she lunged at me…
Her once-soft blue eyes had turned blood-red, her golden hair that after the
ressucated thing become pink now had switched to pure white ! She like to change
from looks I guess ! , and her face twisted into something almost…
monstrous. No, Regis. Don't say that about your fiancée. Stay calm.
I screamed loudly , and the carriage skidded to a halt.
Bom was laughing. That bastard was LAUGHING in front of me .
The guards tried to pull her off me, but it was like she was possessed. She
was stronger than any of them, her grip tightening as if she wanted to—
BITE ME?!
Or ?
No No Faye will never do that ! .
Bom finally intervened, grabbing Faye and yanking her away from me. I
stumbled back, breathing heavily.
I turned to him, furious. "HOW DO YOU FORGET SOMETHING THIS IMPORTANT Bom ?!"
Bom just grinned. "Oops, sorry, Your Highness. She's just hungry. She needs
to eat."
Bob, ever the genius, spoke up. "I have some chocolate if you want."
Hector and Victor turned to stare at him like he was the biggest idiot
they'd ever seen.
Bom sighed. "She needs RAW MEAT or one of your guards you don't need three ."
After hearing That ,Victor didn't even hesitate—he leaped out of the
carriage and sprinted toward the nearest butcher shop.
Fifteen minutes later, he returned, panting, with a large bundle of raw meat
in his arms.
Bom slowly released Faye.
She pounced on the meat like a wild animal attacking her prey.
We all scrambled out of the carriage, forming a blockade. If she got out,
she'd probably try to eat the villagers or Me…
A few minutes later, we heard her voice again.
"…What happened?"
We hesitated before cautiously opening the door.
Faye sat there, looking completely normal. Well, aside from the blood on her
hands…
Then she looked down at herself. Her eyes widened in horror.
"No… no, no, no!" she cried. "I killed someone?! What did I do?!" Tears
welled up in her mesmerizing eyes.
I hesitantly reached out and placed a hand on her shoulder. "No, Faye. It's
okay. You didn't kill anyone. It was just raw meat."
Bom snorted. "Yeah, you just tried to EAT YOUR FIANCÉ."
Faye's face turned pale. Her shocked expression was priceless.
I shot Bom a glare. "SHUT UP ."
Bom smirked but held his hands up in surrender. "Okay, okay. But what's your
plan? The villagers are waiting for 'Sweet, Kind and pretty Faye,' but unless
you want them to disappear into her stomach, you can't take her like this."
I turned to him and Faye, my mind racing. He was right. We couldn't risk
another episode like this in public. What if she transformed again?
I clenched my jaw. "You're right. But first—EXPLAIN. What the hell is
happening to her?!"
Bom shrugged. "She's a hybrid, like me. Half-human, half-monster. Sometimes,
hunger takes over, and the monster instincts kick in. I've had decades to
control mine since I'm immortal. But she's new to this."
Faye's eyes filled with tears. "So… I'm a human-eater?" she whispered. "But
I don't want to be one…"
Bom gave her a rare serious look. "Don't worry. I'll help you learn to
control it. But for now, she can't go anywhere."
I grabbed Bom by the collar and pulled him close, shouting in his face. "IS
THERE ANYTHING ELSE YOU FORGOT TO TELL US about ?!"
Bom blinked. "Uh… if I didn't forget anything again, then… no, that's
everything I think ?"
I exhaled sharply, letting him go. "Then what do we do? The villagers are
expecting to see Faye. We need a solution."
Bom grinned. "Easy. Find a girl that looks like her."
I groaned. "And where do I find a girl like her in LESS THAN AN HOUR?!"
Bob suddenly stepped forward. "Bom looks pretty cute. Maybe with a wig, he
could be Faye?"
Bom turned pale. "IN YOUR DREAMS. I AM NOT DOING THIS."
Faye tilted her head, studying him. "He's actually the closest match out of
all five of you…"
Bom's eyes widened in horror. "No You too, Faye?!"
Bob grinned. "You were resurrected from the dead. We'll just tell them that
her face looks a little different for a few days, but she'll go back to normal
soon."
I sighed. "…Bring a blonde wig. The villagers don't know about her new hair
color yet."
Bob ran off to find one, while Bom continued screaming, "I WILL NEVER DO IT Never."
Until Bob returned and forcibly placed the wig on Bom's head.
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