Banished From My Village And Mated To The Cursed Heir And His Brothers

[MATURE CONTENT] In a land plagued by creatures with a centuries old curse, the villagers of Ironedge are separated from the forest of Azar by beaded shaman strings to protect them from the dangers beyond. Yué was born different—silver hair the color of the moon and two toned eyes, the hue of shimmering gold and the Tamir ocean. Ever since he and his father moved to Ironedge 15 years ago, more beast attacks have been happening along the borders, causing the villagers to fear them. But when the Governor of Ironedge falls for Yué's unnatural beauty and his advances are rejected, he brings Yué to trial unfairly. For craving the touch of men, he is cast out into the forbidden Azar forest as all the others who were guilty before him to be devoured by wolves. But right when they start chomping, The Cursed Heir of Mythos himself saves Yué and brings him into a world of magic, danger, and secrets pertaining Yué’s family past he never knew existed. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- What to expect in this novel? - Dark Fantasy - Cultivation - Original Lore - There's curses, Chinese gods, and other cultures weaved into the areas around the map. - Fighting - Elves and magic and mythical creatures, including Wendigo's. So much more! Come check it out and be sure to join the discord! Discord: https://discord.gg/RHZcxJu8DM

TheLastRemnants · Fantasy
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56 Chs

39.| The Sweet Taste Of Freedom

Yuè waited for the horse to come to a stop before taking another deep breath. The bird still sat on his shoulders, feathers ruffling in the slight chilled breeze and he nudged off gently. "Do not leave me." He whispered so quietly as to not let Payton hear him.

Finally a small inn rose in the distance, its thatched roof covered in snow. Lord Payton pulled on the reins, then hopped down from the horse and rubbed his hands together.

"Come, my beautiful. Let us get some warmth." He grinned, gold teeth shimmering as he held a hand out to Yuè.

Yuè dismounted the horse without taking his hand, moving past him and towards the inn. Everything about Payton disgusted him to his core. He would be glad once he was rid of the man. He could kill him to make things easier.

That thought caused him to pause.

Kill him? The man was disgusting, but Yuè could never lower himself to murder. The thought was enough to almost make him sick.