Mated To The Cruel Prince novel Chapter 781

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Chapter 781: Death Duel —1

Note : I added more details in this Chapter to give an immersive imagination of the death duel. However, there would be less descriptions in the next Chapters. Thank you.

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Morning broke with a gentle, golden light that spilled across the horizon, gradually chasing away the darkness of night. The sky, once cloaked in the deep indigo of dawn, began to blush with soft hues of pink and orange, like the delicate strokes of an artist’s brush. The first rays of the sun stretched out over the land, bathing everything in a warm, amber glow.

But even with such warm glow filling the Fae realm, there was a palpable anticipation and tension in the air. Today was the D-day for the death duel and nearly every living creature in the realm was getting ready for it.

The news of the match between Prince Aldric of the Winter Court and Prince Valerie of the Summer Court had spread like wildfire across the various nature courts, igniting excitement and curiosity in every corner.

From the icy reaches of the Winter Court, where the cold winds howled through their ancient forests, to the sun-drenched meadows of the Summer Court, where golden light filtered through canopies of lush greenery, Faeries of all kinds prepared for the journey to Astaria.

It was a momentous event, one that promised not only a spectacle of power and skill but also the chance to see which court’s prince would emerge victorious. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

Astaria, the neutral Fae city where the match would take place, had never been more alive. Its streets, usually bustling with Faeries of diverse backgrounds, were so crowded that staff from the palace had to come help the traffic control Faeries else a riot broke out in the streets.

The Winter Faeries, with their pale, ethereal beauty and auras of frost, moved through the city like living snowflakes, leaving a chill in their wake. They wore garments of shimmering ice-blue and silver, their breath forming small clouds in the air.

The Summer Faeries, by contrast, brought with them warmth and vibrancy. Their bronzed skin and their hair, ranging from golden to red, seemed to capture the very essence of the sun, and their clothing glowed with the colors of a perpetual summer.

The two courts had always been rivals, each believing in the superiority of their own season and the power it bestowed upon their princes. This match, then, was more than just a contest; it was a chance to prove which season reigned Supreme.

It wasn’t even time yet however, the amphitheater where the event would go down was dangerously close to filling up. Faeries of all sizes and shapes filled the grand amphitheater, nor has the city of Astaria ever seen such a diverse gathering before. Not even during the history changing moment when King Oberon had been crowned the Supreme king of Astaria, uniting all the courts together.

The amphitheater itself was a circular structure of stone and magical enchantments, and was at the focal point of the city. It had been painstakingly prepared for the match, its seats draped with banners of silver and gold, representing the Winter and Summer Courts. Vines of ivy and roses intertwined with crystalline ice sculptures, creating a stunning symbolism of the balance of power between the two courts.

As if.

The air buzzed with anticipation as Faeries filled the stands. Whispers of speculation and bets exchanged hands as the crowd debated who would triumph—Prince Aldric, with his command over ice and snow, or Prince Valerie, with his mastery of fire and light.

Winter Faeries gathered in one section, their presence marked by a drop in temperature, while the Summer Faeries congregated in another, their laughter and chatter filling the air with warmth.

The tension between the two groups was palpable, each side eager to see their prince crowned as the victor, not just for the glory of their courts but also for the pride of their kin.

The Summer Faeries were boisterous — "noisemakers" as mocked by the winter court — and spoke of Prince Valerie’s legendary skills and the rumors that he now wielded the blue flame.

While the winter Faeries were reserved in nature — "arrogant peacocks" as mocked by the summer court — and unwavering in their royalty to prince Aldric even though he was half dark Fae.

Banners bearing the symbols of both courts fluttered in the breeze, standing in opposition yet equally matched in their brilliance..

The air grew still with expectation. All eyes on the entrance gates, waiting for the moment when the two princes would step into the arena and face each other. The outcome of this match would be etched into the annals of history, a moment that would be remembered for generations to come.