The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 658

Chapter 658: Final Moments

[Third Person].

The news did not remain within the palace walls for long.

By midday, it had already spread through the streets of Stormveil, carried by servants, guards, and officials who had witnessed the assembly. By evening, it had taken root in every corner of the city.

Initially, there was disbelief. Then came the shock. And finally—disgust. The people now spoke of it openly.

Wanda Fellowes, a noblewoman they had once respected, had attempted to taint the royal bloodline for her own gain. Worse still, she had been involved in an unspeakable relationship with her own brother.

The revelations stirred something deep within the people—not just outrage, but revulsion. But what angered them even more was Reginald.

The man had come before them, spreading accusations against the Queen, painting her as cruel and unjust—when in truth, it was his own household that had rotted from within.

"He tried to deceive us."

"He wanted to turn us against the throne."

"Shameless."

By the next morning, there was no sympathy left. Only judgment.

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The first day of the parade marked the beginning of their humiliation.

Bound in chains, Reginald, Levi, and the other condemned male members of the Fellowes family were dragged through the main streets under heavy guard.

The moment they appeared, the crowd surged forward, their anger unrestrained.

Curses filled the air. Rotten fruits and scraps were hurled at them, followed by stones. Some spat openly, their faces twisted with disgust.

"Look at them!"

"This is what they truly are!"

"Animals would be cleaner!"

The insults cut deep, but it did not end there.

Every morning, for seven days, they were paraded through the city. And with each passing day, the hostility only grew stronger. Whatever lingering doubt the people might have had vanished completely, replaced by a collective fury that showed no mercy.

Levi, who had once walked these same streets with pride, now kept his gaze lowered. The weight of the crowd’s hatred pressed heavily on him, each word striking harder than the last.

Reginald, once a man of influence and authority, could no longer hold himself upright. His posture had crumbled under the relentless humiliation, his dignity stripped away piece by piece.

No one pitied them. Not a single voice rose in their defense.

By the seventh day, the people no longer came out of curiosity. They came to witness the end.

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Levi sat in his cell, the distant noise of the town barely reaching him now. The chaos of the past days had settled into a heavy silence, leaving him alone with his thoughts.

Everything had unravelled too quickly.

His mind replayed the moment in the hall, the accusations, the looks of disgust, the finality in the King’s voice. He clenched his jaw, his fingers tightening slightly against the chains at his wrists.

In the end, it was not the punishment that lingered most in his mind, but Meredith. Her calm expression and her unwavering voice. And the way she had exposed everything without hesitation.

A bitter feeling rose in his chest.

"She didn’t have to go that far..." His voice was low, almost lost in the silence.

Whatever justification there had been, it no longer mattered to him. All he could see was the ruin left behind.

His life.

His name.

His future.

All gone.

He leaned back slightly, exhaling slowly. "I won’t wish you well for this..."

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