Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 81

Dylan POV

I was angry! Of course I was angry, every single time I felt like I was finally doing something right, reality would come crashing down on me in waves and I ended up in pain.

The pain emitting from my jaw was horrendous, as I bit down on Carlos’s handkerchief. I hadn’t had any sort of tooth ache since I was a child, not that I could have gone to the dentist anyway, nowadays you either suck it up or you lose the tooth. There was no other treatment. I had no doubt in my mind that the gap that now occupied my mouth was still bleeding, as I stormed through the hallways towards the palaces hospital wing.

Every hallway we walked through, images of the king and his stupid family rested. The walls were adjourned with pictures and paintings of the regal family, and with every image 1 past, my anger only grew.

away, I was going to feel pain and humiliation for the rest of my life. In the end I stopped at a singular painting of the lady who had just caused that days torment and gazed at her. She looked as beautiful on canvas as she did in person. Her hair placed so perfectly that not a single loose strand could be spotted. On top of her head sat a rather obnoxiously over the

be that perfect, I was too damaged. My body was horribly scarred, my resolve was being slowly chipped away, every single day, and now my teeth had even suffered, they we’re supposed to be the strongest part

wasn’t exactly planning on that working. The entire portrait quickly lost its grip on the nail connecting it to

like it had suddenly and unexpectedly just fallen off. So instead of acknowledging the actions that had taken place in the last 5 minutes, I simply walked

Lewis didn’t say anything about it, which

getting for dinner, and that was soup. It was all different flavors, but I

me. Even the hospital wing was getting to be

left in her gum that