Chapter 277: Blood-red Thorns

The King's twisted body, riddled with scars, made a stark contrast to the flowers and grass blossoming everywhere.

On the balcony, the Queen didn't know whether to be happy or sad. The root of the curse, it turned out, lay within her own King. It wasn't that the royal family had offended the witch, but that the King himself had, and in the most disgusting way by deceiving emotions.

That she had married such a man, and still held hopes of finding love with him, was absurd.

As a King, even as he saw the entire Kingdom destroyed by thorns, he was not willing to reveal the truth and instead fabricated the lie of an evil witch.

Ridiculous!

He was unworthy not only as a husband but also as a King, having deceived both her and the people.

Prince Ferena was utterly stunned. He had always imagined fairies to be gentle and kind. No one had ever told him that fairies could be so ruthlessly murderous.

Now he believed that fairies were indeed witches.