Chapter 56 056

Chapter 56 056

Draven’s POV

The sounds of my horse galloped through the thick woods as I journeyed to my destination. I had left the palace to search for the person who could help Aveline and me live. I would have abandoned the plan if it had been someone else, but it was Aveline.

I couldn’t do without her.

“We are getting there,” I consoled my wolf.

After I spent hours in the woods, I arrived at Erin Village, the neighboring village where the person I was looking for lived.

According to Zeric, she was staying at a tavern. I knew she wouldn’t run away, especially after what she knew.

I reached the market and found a stand to leave my horse, as the tavern I was going to was located in the heart of the market. It was a flourishing market, bustling even in the evening.

“I’m going to leave you here,” I breathed, but I noticed several gazes on me. “I will come back for you.”

I turned around and noticed some suspicious-looking men staring at my horse. I could tell they were rogues, but they didn’t look dangerous, maybe petty thieves, judging by the way their eyes were locked on my horse.

“Jag, those men are after you, so you don’t have to hold back if you want to attack them back, okay?” I permitted my horse, then I left.

I walked into the tavern, and different women flocked to me, but as soon as they sensed my wolf, they all stepped back in fear.

They might not have known who I was, but with my wolf, Alpha, oddly depressing, there was no way they wouldn’t catch on. My presence drew attention, but I made sure to disguise myself with a cloak covering me from head to toe.

I went straight to the information desk to ask about the seer’s whereabouts, but the man behind it didn’t seem reasonable.

“I want to see the seer,” I said to the scrawny-looking man as I approached him, but he didn’t even bother to look up.

“That will cost you money,” he breathed, and I felt my blood boil with anger.

Had greed eaten so deeply into people’s hearts?

“Really? Because I think it will cost you your life,” I growled, unsheathing my sword, making the tavern echo with shock.

“That… she’s in…” the boy stammered, and I turned away from the counter.

I got to the room by the boy’s description. It was a small room at the far end of the hallway. It screamed danger, but I knew the woman inside was far more dangerous than any walls could warn.

I had encountered her enough times to know she wasn’t to be trifled with. She was the seer who had foretold the prophecy about me. We had thought she was rambling nonsense—until the prophecy about Zeric’s mother became the truth.

I creaked the door open, only to be hit with the pungent smell of incense burning throughout the room. The strong scent almost dragged me back to memories I thought I had locked away.

Why was this coming up now?

I scanned the room, searching for the woman, and spotted her on the floor, meditating. She had told me some things I couldn’t erase, no matter how much time passed.

I walked fully into the room, dropping my cloak and revealing my masked face. Not that it mattered, she was blind.

“Someone in?” she asked, her head lifting toward me, and I found myself smiling.

Still the same.

“I’m here to..” I began, but she cut me off.

“Alpha Draven?” she called, and I lost my composure for a moment. “How do you know it’s me?” I asked.

“Because it can only be you,” she murmured, and something about that tugged at my nerves.

“What’s such a powerful man doing here?” she asked, and I took a seat on one of the stools.

“Since you can tell it’s me, why don’t you guess the reason I’m here,” I said, and she scowled, getting off her mat.

“Are you testing the ability of this old woman, Your Majesty?” she asked, her lips curling in contempt. “Then watch me do my thing.”

She clasped my hands, placing hers over mine. Her face went rigid, her eyes squeezed shut, her expression shifting with flickers of emotion.

“Ahh!” she panted, and I could tell she had seen something horrifying. “Stay away from her!” she screamed, slapping my hands away. I wondered what she had seen, what could terrify even her.

“Seems you finally understand that. But too bad, I don’t think she’s someone I can just get rid of. So why don’t you help me?”

“Help you? Why are you saying this now, Your Majesty? You should have exiled her and…” she rambled, then shivered. “The one in you and the one in her will collide,” she whispered, trembling, but I didn’t flinch.

I knew there would be blood… blood of people unknown.

I knew that already, they had told me things growing up. That was why I had come to ask her for anything she could give me. I didn’t want Aveline to suffer the way I did.

Being treated like an outcast even when nothing was your fault… it wasn’t a fate I wished on her.

“That’s why I’m asking you to find something. Did you not see anything back then about how we could be saved and I began, but she cut me off again.

“I know what you mean, Your Majesty, but Lupe doesn’t lie. I only interpret what I see,” she mumbled as she bowed her head, turning to leave. But her steps halted, as if she realized something, and her voice softened painfully.

“Don’t act impulsively, Your Majesty. Maybe the prophecy can be changed,” she said, igniting a spark of hope in my chest. “Your fate is in your hands, Your Majesty.” She beamed, releasing my hand, leaving me sinking into dismay.

She had just told me there might be no hope for Aveline and me. How was I supposed to believe that?

She was the first woman I had ever opened up to given a piece of my heart, and she was also my mate. How could I ever abandon her?

“Maybe you’re right. Our fate is in our hands. So I’m going to be the executioner who turns this ill fate around,” I muttered, rising to my feet.

“If you ever have to take care of her in case she begins her massacre, remember her history,” she said, and my eyebrows furrowed in shock. “Keep the horse blood away from the Fury Queen,” she breathed, leaving me to piece together everything she had said.

Keep the horse blood away from the Fury Queen?

What was the sign?