Cursed By The Moonlight - Chapter 118

‘Luna’

Amaris opened her eyes when she heard a raspy voice calling her. It was like the first time she came into the Blue Moon Pack territory.

The voice was faint but clear,  and it was a man’s voice. Amaris tried to guess who owned that voice, but she couldn’t recognize who it was

“Who are you?” She whispered.

Amaris waited for the man to respond, but it was still quiet minutes later. She frowned when she looked around the place where she was. It was unfamiliar to her.

She realized she was lying on a pure white canopy bed with purple curtains hanging around it. She stood up and was confused, seeing herself all dressed up.

She was wearing a white dress that covered her shoulders and flowed down into a sheer sweetheart neckline. It was a snug fit that accentuates her breasts, but it does so elegantly.

The sheer sleeves covered to just below her elbows were simple yet elegant—a perfect combination of style and grace.

The dress’ waist was thin, but it was the right fit. The dress was not adorned with anything to create a classy, flowing look.

Below the waist, the dress fitted snug around her and had a draped style. The skirt reached all the way down, fully covering her feet, and was longer at the sides.

She was wearing t-straps, a great pair to the elegant dress. To top it off, she had a small tiara banded into her head and mid-sized, stylish diamond earrings.

‘Where am I?’ She thought inwardly.

The last thing she remembered was walking towards Grakar’s house while being supported by Prince Alwyn. She felt something uncomfortable, so she called Maxine. She couldn’t recall what happened after that.

She got off the bed and noticed that the place was plain white. She was in a room with no windows, yet she could feel the wind brushing through her skin.

“Hello? Is there anyone here?” She shouted.

She had a frown on her face when she saw that the room had no doors. How did she end up in that place? Did someone bring her there? Where are Zion, Maxine, and the others? Are they safe? Is this a dream? She had those questions while looking for a way to get out of that white empty space.

Amaris knew she was in a room, but while she walked around, she was suddenly exhausted. That’s when she realized the place was boundless. She could walk for eternity, but she would never get out of there.

A figure suddenly appeared just a few steps away from her. She rushed towards it, and she was surprised to see a man dressed in a plain white robe.

“Excuse me, sir, can I ask what place is this?” Amaris asked when she got closer.

Amaris couldn’t take her eyes off the man when he slowly turned around to face her. His face was different from all other creatures she had met, perhaps from those living in Terra. He was gorgeous, not in a conventional way, but he had an appearance that made him stand out in the crowd.

He was fair, almost pale white. His impenetrable, golden-brown eyes differed exceptionally from his light-toned face. His eyes were as deep and expressive as you could get lost if you gaped long enough.

His face had that faraway look that no words can describe. His smile, which reached up to his eyes and wrinkled them, flaunted his humbleness and modesty. Frequently, you could see a glimmer of pain in his sparkling eyes, which disappeared as abruptly as it emerged.

Above all were his frame and his height. He was not highly muscular, with eight-pack abs or sixteen-centimeter biceps. However, he stood out, which was primarily due to his way of maintaining himself. Perhaps he was not the kind who had girls swooning over him. But he was innocent and straightforward. He was probably just one in a million, who was nothing special, but all the same unique.

“It’s an honor to finally meet you, Luna of the Blue Moon Pack.” The man said while looking at her with a smile on his face.

Amaris nodded but didn’t say a word. Her confusion and curiosity could not be denied in front of the man. She heard him chuckle, but she didn’t give any reaction and was just standing in front of him.

“Are you wondering where you are? I’m sure you’re questioning why you’re here and who I am. Do you want to know if this is a dream?” The man continued to ask.

Amaris nodded. “Yes.”

The man smiled slightly at her. “I am Nynir, a sea god.”

Amaris frowned. Nynir? The God of dreams? She thought.

Nynir was a hugely feared and considerably loved God. Oceans, dreams, and nightmares were a few elements this divine being was associated with. He was constantly believed to be ambitious and proud.

He was often described as incredibly tall, large, mature, and immaculate. Nynir was usually honored through atonements and gifts.

There were a few famous places for those who sought the assistance of Nynir, but small shrines and handheld symbols were prevalent even outside of the circles.

Believers were relatively numerous and tended to come in the form of sovereignty and tavern residents. It was them that this God favored, provided they made the right atonements and gifts.

Nynir had no interest for lovers. Of course, this changed nothing to the guidance and protection Nynir could provide, but it was only the most confident of gods that could stand by themselves.

But why was she with Nynir? She wanted to see the Sky God and not some random God she believed was not helpful to her journey.

“Ouch. That hurts.” Nynir murmured.

Amaris then realized that Nynir could read what was in her mind. She sighed deeply, then composed herself.

“So, can you tell me why I’m here? Are you the one who called me?” She asked.

Nynir smiled. “I’m not the one who called you. I didn’t expect that I’ll be meeting you in this world.”

“What world is this?” She asked again.

“You’re in Draumur, the world of dreams.”