My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 290

A hoarse, mechanically altered valce echoed in Xanthea’s ears, sending chills down her spine as she stood in a dimly lit room filled with a pervasive, musty stench.

-The guardian of the Queen crown?

So, the reason no NPC had approached her before was because they had left her to face the ultimate big boss!

He must look terrifying, right? Maybe a gaping maw, a green face with sharp fangs?

Trembling, her eyelashes fluttering, Xanthea tried to calm her nerves. “If you’re guarding the Queen’s crown, then quard it. Why are you holding on to me?”

“You were about to take the Queen’s crown.”

Well, that seemed logical,

“Okay, I won’t take it, just let me go!” she demanded, struggling to break free.

the more she struggled, the tighter his grip became. It seemed he relished in the shivers of fear running through her body, as he nuzzled into her hair and his large hand greedily squeezed her slender waist. His breath was hot and heavy on her sensitive neck–a

Xanthen froze

was he doing?

have let go at her request, but he didn’t. Instead, he

of

Ms. Nightshade, you’re so clever and enticing, lurking in the shadows has made me crave

that made

was definitely not

programmed as a perverted NPC, or he was a creep from the Adventure Blitz: Two Days, One Night crew who had been eyeing her for a long

him saying such vile things, it had

no one else

that

in his arms trembling involuntarily as if truly frightened, the ghost guarding the Queen’s crown was about to let go when she threatened loudly, “Let me go, or Orion won’t let you off!”

“Who?”

paused