Yara_Moon

*An Immortal Handsome Doctor With no filter ,A Drama king ,  Two and a half warriors. One undead princess. Nine kingdoms. one Forbidden Island ... 

After being mysteriously revived from death, Princess Faye finds herself changed — stronger, faster, and very not human. With no memory of her past and a dangerous new hunger growing inside her, she joins a reluctant royal, two silent knights, a very loud ex-doctor, and a clueless sidekick on a journey through nine kingdoms.

Their goal?
 Find the rare dragonblood that might restore Faye’s memories.
 Survive the monsters, curses, bounty hunters, and political traps waiting in every land.
 Uncover the truth about Faye’s forgotten past — and why she was assassinated in the first place.

But the real wildcard isn’t the monsters. It’s the man leading the way.

Bom: immortal, reckless, brilliant, and possibly clinically insane.

If the monsters don’t kill them, Bom’s decisions just might.

Reborn As A Pretty Monster

Chapter 26: Bom's POV

Cold. Icy. Emotionally depressing even from ten miles away.

Snow covered everything like a frosted corpse, and the air? Thick with tension.

No monsters here, at least. Just the people. And guess what? They're worse. Especially since they hate Regisialand—and guess who we brought with us?

King Regis himself. Yeah, fantastic planning.

But you want to know what really broke me?

None. Zero. Nada. How am I supposed to survive this kingdom if it doesn't serve chicken?

Forget dying in battle—this place is going to starve my soul.

We hadn't been in Klapitia for more than ten minutes before—

Flying from every direction. Hector was so done he screamed into the snow. "AGAIN?!"

I felt the same. Being immortal doesn't mean I don't need rest! Do people think I'm running on god-mode forever?

They halted the carriage, and we all jumped out.

Regis: "They followed us from Daggermire?"

Clavis: "No, my king. These… feel different."

Tall figures cloaked in icy blue armor, silent and deadly. Definitely Klapitia's elite knights.

I squinted. "Yup. These guys belong to Klapitia's royalty."

Regis: "They're already here for me?" He stepped forward, sword in hand. Brave, I'll give him that.

Clavis and Hector moved in front of him instantly, a wall of steel.

Then one of the icy knights whispered—loud enough for us to hear:

"She looks just like her…"

"It's really her…"

"Her?" There's only one "her" here—Faye.

Regis: "Protect Faye! Now!"

Faye looked like she was going to collapse. "M-Me? Why me?!"

We didn't have time to answer. Klapitia's knights charged.

Hector and Clavis were in motion—flashes of silver in the snowstorm, clashing blades with cold precision.

Regis moved like a man possessed, cutting through one knight after another.

Me? I lit the sky with red thunder, blasting a row of attackers backward like bowling pins.

Faye hid inside the carriage.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!"

A scream. High-pitched. Dramatic. Terrified.

It echoed through the mountains like a dying opera singer.

We turned toward the carriage—nope, she's still there, peeking out, completely confused.

And there it was.

By four Klapitia knights.

Kicking. Flailing. Screaming like the kingdom owed him a refund.

They were shoving him into their carriage.

Regis: "It's just Bob."

Hector: "Yeah… he'll be fine."

Me & Clavis: "NO HE WON'T."

We tried to run after him, but the ice knights blocked our path.

The last thing we heard from Bob, echoing through the snowy woods:

"I'M TOO YOUNG AND TOO BEAUTIFUL TO DIEEEE!! AHHHHH!"

Cold Welcome, Warmer Screams