The Abandoned Luna's Journey to Power (by Emily Reed) novel Chapter 159

Chapter 159 Even Her Gift Is Tainted

Cindy’s POV:

Boom.

The words hit like a depth charge, detonating the banquet hall instantly.

“My God. Is that true?”

“How vicious. Urinating on a martyr’s grave?”

“That is the ultimate insult to the dead.”

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Even Queen Isabella, standing below, couldn’t help crying out, “How cruel. How could anyone do such a thing?”

Princess Margaret’s face turned the color of liver, a mix of extreme fury and humiliation.

She pointed at me, her finger trembling. “You … you’re lying. I’m a royal princess. How could I possibly do something like that?”

“Whether you could or not, you know very well,” I sneered. “At the time, you said that if you couldn’t have him in life, you would make sure he found no peace in death. You said you wanted to leave him reeking forever. Your Highness, those were your exact words, weren’t they?”

“Silence. Silence,” Princess Margaret shrieked, completely losing her composure. “Guards. Throw this madwoman out. The gift she brought today must be filthy too. A curse. Inspect it. I want to expose her malicious intent in front of everyone.”

Several guards moved forward, but a single look from me made thein halt.

I slammed the box in my hands heavily onto the floor.

“A curse?” I swept my gaze across the room, staring at the so-called nobles. “You can stand here in fine clothes, drinking expensive wine, living in decadent peace, only because the warriors of Silverpeak Pack paid for it with their flesh and blood. Without Silverpeak Pack’s sacrifice, you would have long since become livestock for vampires. And now your leader dares say that the gift I brought is a curse?”

“Fine. Since Your Highness wants to see it, I’ll show all of you clearly.”

I tore open the packaging and pulled out the scroll inside,

Omniscient POV:

The hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

All eyes were fixed on the painting in Cindy’s hands.

As the scroll slowly unfurled, a faint scent of oil and ink drifted through the air.

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Chapter 159 Even Her Gift Is Tainted

The image revealed a vast, desolate snowfield.

A massive full moon hung in the night sky, its silver light pouring across the wilderness.

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A pack of vividly rendered wolves howled toward the heavens. At the very front stood an enormous alpha wolf, turning its head to look back. Its gaze was somewhat distinctive. Yet the overall composition was grand and majestic, the handling of light and shadow nothing short of inspired.

“Oh my…”

In the crowd, Alicia, the daughter of Reynold Dawson and a renowned talent of the royal court, covered her mouth, her eyes wide.

“This… the light… the brushwork…” Alicia’s voice trembled with excitement. “This is Mr. Silva’s original work. Without question. Only Mr. Silva could paint moonlight that feels as if it is flowing.”

At the mention of the name Oliver, a wave of agitation rippled through the hall.

The greatest painter on the continent. A master whose works were nearly impossible to obtain.

“Impossible.”

A sharp voice cut through the astonishment.

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