Fiorella: Journey To Beast World

Chapter 34

Caelum POV

"Patriarch, you are well aware that every belle is expected to be a part of this divine occasion."

"Yes. We also want the chance to become her mate."

"Yeah, every Belle should participate in this ceremony."

With furrowed brows, Sebastian hopped down from Branch and extended a helping hand to Freya. As she made her way to the ground, my heart rate quickened with anticipation. The upcoming battle was sure to be intense, and I couldn't wait to witness Freya's. Despite my recently healed wings, I knew I could endure even the toughest of fights.

During our entrance on stage, I couldn't help but shoot an icy glare towards Sandra. I felt a deep sense of disgust towards her for the hurtful comments she had directed towards my mate and Ethan. I was secretly planning how to kill her without anyone knowing.

We stand on the other end of the stage, and Freya flashes us her charming smile.

"Greetings! My name is Fiorella, and I am thrilled to showcase my singing abilities to you today." Huh! What the heck? Why did she say her name was Fiorella?And I thought she was going to dance.

The perplexed elderly man gazed at Sebastian and spoke up, "Pardon me, but didn't you mention that her name was Relly?"

Sebastian looked very clam and collected. "Sorry, patriarch, Relly was her nickname."

"And what happened to her eyes?" he continued to ask.

"She has an eye disease, so her eyes colours always change," Sebastian said. The old man nodded his head.

"Is Fiorella another side of her?" I whispered in his ears.

"Yeah. Brown eyes. The first time I met her, she told me her name was Fiorella." So that's all because every time she changes her eye colour, her name will also change, and she needs a convenient name.

"No need for drums." She spoke to Beastmans, who was looking lost in her face. I felt really uncomfortable and wanted to punch their faces.

As Freya stand in middle, she paused for a moment to collect herself, taking a deep breath before turning her gaze to the crowd before her. Her fluttering eyelashes added an air of grace to her already stunning appearance, with the sun's gentle glow highlighting the delicate porcelain hue of her complexion. Her captivating violet eyes drew the attention of those around her, and her cherry lips offered a subtle hint of a smile. As the breeze picked up, her skirt began to billow gracefully around her, while her braid rested gently over her left shoulder, adorned with a small white flower.

"Lying in the night, contemplating life

The stars are twinkling in the sky above.

Peace and serenity surround me.

As I surrender to the power of love

Letting go of all my worries and fears

With the soothing sound of harmony in my ear

Just take a deep breath and be immersed in the calm.

And contemplate whatever comes to mind.

Like a whisper, music drifts into my head.

Surrounding me and holding me embrace

My heartbeat flutters, sending waves of harmony.

My soul is soothed by this beautiful melody.

Letting go of all my worries and fears

With the soothing sound of harmony in my ear

Just take a deep breath and be immersed in the calm.

And contemplate whatever comes to mind."

With such an exquisite and soothing timbre, her vocal cords seemed to effortlessly produce sweet melodies that captivated the entire crowd. As she sang, her gaze seemed to drift across the faces of those in attendance, taking in every individual's reaction to her voice. I found myself entranced, engulfed in the enchanting sound of her voice, which surrounded me like a warm embrace.

My mate was simply amazing!

As she finished, a wave of cheering and excited howls came from the surrounding untamed beast. Especially that priest, who looked very impressed.

As I embraced Freya, I couldn't help but express my admiration for her. "You truly are remarkable, Freya. You're truly a gem of mine."

"That was so nice!" Charles exclaimed, and Sebastian and Ethan looked at her with adoring eyes.

"Now let's start a dual: who wants to become Fiorella's mate?"

My enthusiasm to engage in a duel was soaring, but Charles signalled to us that he wanted to go first. Despite my eagerness, I relented with a nod of my head in agreement. Anything for Charles.

Hearing this, the first one to enter the arena was Wolf. He has grey hair and dark black eyes.

However, I saw a shocked reaction from some Beast Men looking at Charles.

And Freya, Sebastian, and Ethan looked at him with a worried expression.

As soon as the opponent entered, he began to launch an attack on Charles, who deftly transformed into a Jaguar Beast. The opponent's attempts were no match for Charles, as he skillfully evaded every strike with cat-like reflexes, all while maintaining an air of playful confidence. Eventually, the opponent grew weary, and, seizing the opportunity, Charles delivered a swift blow that caused the opponent to hit the ground. In the end, Charles emerged as the victor; he looked very proud, and he looked pretty cute with his eyes.

Freya clapped her hands. Excitedly.

Sebastian Signalled Now I can go. When I entered the arena, the only one who came was a parrot with a rainbow head. He looked pretty good-looking.

He turned into a big parrot, and I turned into a peacock.

As I had already healed, I hadn't tried flying, fearing I couldn't fly again. I was surprised. As we swooped towards each other and engaged in combat, I felt the exhilarating rush of flying through the open sky. It had been too long since I had fought like this, and now I relished the adrenaline coursing through my veins. With precision, I aimed my beak at the parrot and felt a twinge of satisfaction as I saw that I had injured him. But he was not willing to go down without a fight. His sharp talons and throne-like nails were primed for attack, and I knew that I would have to be careful if I wanted to come out of this skirmish unscathed.

In the end I won, I smiled at my family.

We have been winning battles because many Beastmen were interested in Freya, and now we've tried after fighting for some time. Each time each of us went, Freya looked very worried, but when we won, she gave us an excited smile.

Another beastman entered the arena. I felt a sense of threat, which framed his strong jawline perfectly. It was evident that he was the epitome of masculinity. His chiselled features were complemented by his piercing yellow eyes, exuding a sense of mystery and intrigue. The sheen on his skin from the sweat that accumulated on his body only added to the aura he emanated. And to top it off, his eight-pack abs were the epitome of fitness. His black, furry hair seemed to complete the perfect handsome appeal.

He only has animal skin around his waist, and his tall, strong legs are showing.

Friday, 26may 2023