The Inevitable Destiny

beginnings

"what!?,"

Shouted a beautiful woman, surprised after hearing what was conveyed by her father.

She is Ellen Marinson, a beautiful woman in white, dark-black, with a violet iris, about 160 cm tall.

"Ellen, please Ellen, this is all for the sake of our human clan,"

He said as he grabbed the hand of his eldest daughter, hoping Ellen would obey him.

Karleis Marinson, the father of Ellen, has the same physical characteristics as Ellen, but of course he is much taller than her daughter, he has a height of about 180 cm.

Ellen closed her eyes for a moment, then let out a breath of air.

"Dad, aren't they werewolves forbidden to marry ordinary humans?,"

Ellen asked, with a look on her face that seemed confused

"True, werewolves are forbidden to marry humans, but the third prince is different Ellen, from the rumors that spread, she is the only descendant of the royal family, and she is the only one, who cannot turn into a wolf,"

Obviously Ellen's father.

"That means he's human,"

Sela Ellen, trying to ascertain the identity of the person she wanted to marry.

Ellen's father shook his head, making Ellen even more confused.

"If he can't change, then he's not a werewolf, then shouldn't he be a human?,"

Again Ellen's father shook his head.

"Until now her identity has not been determined Ellen, whether she is a werewolf, or an ordinary human,"

Honestly, Karleis himself did not want his eldest daughter to marry the third prince, whose identity was unclear.

If only he had won the war, then he would not have had to sacrifice his eldest daughter, in order to be married off to those werewolf clans.

All of these problems began three years ago, when a portal opened and connected the two different worlds.

the humans regarded werewolves as monsters, and wanted to eliminate them, this was the beginning of the war, until it ended in defeat from the human clan.

Karleis Marinson was a king of the human clan, he had already lost the battlefield, which he had triggered himself, and for the sake of the survival of the human lineage, Karleis admitted his defeat, which he had lost, and ask for peace with the werewolf clan.

The werewolf clan was compassionate, and agreed to peace, but on the condition that the carleists would be willing to marry their first daughter to the third prince, when their age was enough to marry.

After kerleis investigated, it turned out that this third prince had absolutely no influence and power in his own kingdom, even he was a person who was often oppressed, because of his unclear identity.

By marrying Ellen and the third prince, it meant that they wanted to make the daughter of the charleist a sandra, and looked down on the human clan.

"Repeat Ellen, I promise to pick you up when our human forces are strong enough,"

He looked at his daughter's iris expectantly.

"How long do I have to wait until the time comes father?, Until when?, What is death to pick up?,"

She felt very disappointed and sad, but in this kind of situation, as a princess of a human clan, she had the responsibility to protect her people, she said, therefore Ellen cannot be selfish and attach importance to personal gain.

"Don't promise me anything that would ruin my trust in you,"

Ellen continued, still with a look of her face that looks sad.

"Ellen, please."

"Dad!,"

Sela Ellen, before her father continued.

he could guess what his father would say.

"Don't you beg me again, did Ellen ever refuse orders from you?,"

Ellen continued in a soft and calm tone of voice, she tried to force her smile, yet she was unable to hold back the water falling from her violet iris.

"I'm sorry my daughter's father,"

With a very painful heart.

Somewhere, a man with blue irises, white skin, and 180cm tall was whimpering in pain.

The coldness of the snow made the entire body full of wounds feel very sore, his thin lips that shook with coldness, had turned pale.

It had been three days that he was sentenced to kneel outside the palace, due to false accusations from the 4th prince, he was accused of trying to take the magic crystal that was on the king's seat.

No one cared whether he was cold and in pain, in the midst of the blizzard.

"Prince Zeir Lateris, you are summoned to the hall,"

Said a soldier who approached him, and delivered a message from the king.

Hearing the command, he tried to stand with all his might.

The soldier who delivered the message only saw and was reluctant to help Zeir stand up.

He hobbled to the palace hall, his clothes and robes, which were originally white, almost turning red, as a result of the blood from his wounds.

The soldier standing guard at the door of the hall, immediately opened the door when he saw Prince Zeir who had started to walk over.

Upon entering the palace hall zeir immediately knelt down and paid his respects to the king.

"The third prince Zeir Lateris saluted the noble king Hedes Lateris,"

Even his voice sounded very weak, even he said very softly, who believed that he was trying to steal the magic crystal.

It's just that he seems to have no power, to defend himself, to accept all the charges.

"Third Prince Lateris, take the word of his majesty king Hedes,"

Said a man standing beside King Hedes, he was Fero a representative of the king of Hedes.

Hearing the words of the decree, as soon as the gaze of his weakly bowed eyes turned cold, he glanced at the king with a sharp look, no one noticed the momentary change in the look of his face earlier.

"The third prince, Zeir Lateris, was 18 years old, in accordance with the peace agreement between the werewolf clan and the ordinary human clan, zeir Lateris will be married to the first daughter of an ordinary human clan, Ellen Marinson,"

Obviously Fero at length.

"I accept the Decree,"

Zeir replied, he accepted it with resignation.

After receiving the king's edict, he came out of the hall, and was finally released from the penalty of kneeling outside the palace.

Zeir stepped up his legs, to return to the castle on the mountain, the most remote place in the royal palace of Lateris.

The blue and white castle that looks old is what bears witness to his childhood to this day.

Zeir was the son of a favorite concubine, but his mother had died in childbirth, making King Hedes blame Zeir, for the death of his favorite concubine.

For 18 years of his life Zeir Lateris was always in exile, the peak was when 3 years ago, he was called to the palace Hall to show his first wolf form, but could not change.

Since then the oppressions of his brothers have continued to occur, initially only exile instantly turned into oppression.

Despite experiencing seclusion and oppression many times, he never shed his tears, it was all because he could not feel the 7 emotions, which should have been attached to his human side, meaning he did not feel angry, she said, happy, sad, scared, disgusted, and surprised.

That is what makes Zeir not care about the oppression in nature, because he acts according to what he thinks.

His castle, located far enough away from the main palace, made Zeir have to walk again limping, due to injuries all over his body, the wound he got, from some of his brothers, who deliberately hit him, because of the wounds on his body, while he was still kneeling outside the palace, for receiving punishment.

Step by step, he climbed the stairs, occasionally stopping in the middle of the road, because he felt pain in his knees, and legs.

His breath, and his lips, which were unceasingly shaking in coldness, had even reddened, due to the Extreme weather in the werewolf Clan.

The thin robe that Zeir wore, continued to be blown by the strong wind, indicating that he had reached the mountain, where the castle was located, then Zeir slowly opened the door of the castle, and put his foot inside.