DRAMA NOVEL ONLINE Chapter The Unfolding Eclipse
Two days had passed, and now, in the silent embrace of the night, In the hushed stillness, A maidservant discreetly made her way to Consort Rosenda’s chambers. She cast a careful glance down the dimly lit hallway before entering.
“Your Highness, this is the abyssal nectar you requested,” the maidservant murmured, presenting a vial to Consort Rosenda.
Accepting the vial in the dim moonlight, Consort Rosenda fixed her piercing gaze on the maidservant, inquiring, “Can this be detected?”
“No, Your Highness. Though it’s rare and concealed in the depths of the black market, this poison from umbralith ensures swift death with just one drop. What’s more, it remains undetected by a silver needle,” the maidservant explained, her voice barely audible.
Satisfied with the ominous revelation, Consort Rosenda unleashed a chilling laugh. After receiving the lethal concoction, she handed the maidservant a bag of gold and instructed her to leave the palace for good.
Unbeknownst to them, Rosche had been present the entire time, quietly observing their clandestine actions. As she watched, a realization dawned upon her — what Hargan had previously experienced was now unfolding before her eyes, and the very deeds he had undertaken were the ones she was now replicating in this altered timeline.
As the sun began its ascent, casting a warm glow on the horizon, Rosche sensed that the pivotal moment had arrived, and today was the day her calculations had foretold. The newborn prince’s fate hung in the balance. However, an unsettling realization weighed on her — Hargan remained oblivious to the impending tragedy.
In the complexity of the unfolding events, Rosche understood that waking Hargan was crucial to altering the course of fate. The method was etched in her memory, waiting for the perfect alignment of the full moon. Yet, to her dismay, she now recognized that the events were unfolding simultaneously — the imminent demise of the prince, the unfolding schemes in the palace, and the awakening of Hargan.
Caught in the intricate web of time and destiny, Rosche found herself in the center of it all, torn between the urgency of preventing the tragedy and the need to navigate the delicate dance of timing.