Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 3158

In the pouring rain, Iridessa rushed out of the Throne Hall and stumbled through the streets until she reached a dark alley. With her back pressed against the cold stone wall, she finally began to gasp for air.

Escaping death and surviving was a kind of joy for anyone, and she was no exception.

If she could live, Iridessa naturally did not want to die.

But why had Andrew not killed her?

Could it really be like what he said, that it was because of her mother?

Iridessa felt her mind in complete chaos. More than anything, she felt lost.

She was a simple and conservative woman. Yet now, something unclear and irreversible had happened between her and Andrew.

Originally, she should have resisted with everything she had, or even chosen death to preserve the purity of the Eastonia princess.

Iridessa touched her chest, noticing that it was still warm.

Just moments ago, it had been firmly held by that man.

Her breathing grew rapid. She remembered that shocking first time and the dizzy closeness just now.

Maybe it was because he was the man she was supposed to kill, which made everything even more intense.

Iridessa felt deep shame toward herself. Yet, she had to admit the truth in her heart.

She did not feel disgust or hatred at all. Instead, she knew that from this moment on, she had truly become a woman. She would probably never forget what happened on this rainy night.

She would never forget that man's strong arms and his forceful yet gentle possession.

Only when her entire body was soaked and icy cold did Iridessa drag her exhausted body back to the hotel in the city.

Vance had already been restless with worry, and when he saw her return, he was overjoyed. He asked, "Iridessa, did you succeed?"

The forced smile on Iridessa's face made Vance's heart sink completely. He quickly realized the truth and said hoarsely, "So, you failed?"

Iridessa nodded. "I am sorry, Vance. I failed."

Hearing her say it herself, Vance felt deeply disappointed, but then his expression changed. He said, "We can't stay in Throne City anymore. Let's leave immediately. Otherwise, Andrew's pursuit will begin."

Iridessa did not explain anything and only hummed quietly.

As they went downstairs, Vance asked anxiously, "What exactly happened? Iridessa, did you not even get close to Andrew?"

Iridessa followed silently and shook her head. "No, I did meet him."

Vance was shocked. "Since you met him, you should not have failed. I really cannot imagine how you could miss after getting that close with your covert arts. No matter how sharp Andrew is, he could not have had zero openings."

Iridessa suddenly sighed. Her heart felt ashamed, and her face looked tired. "Vance, stop asking. I failed, and that's all. Let's leave. Let's get away from the Wastelands and Outlands forever. I want to go home."

Vance's expression darkened. "This trip to the Outlands accomplished nothing. If I had known, I would have fought my way into The Veiled Paradise myself. Damn it. Now Throne City has fallen into Andrew's hands, and a one-man dominance will appear."

Iridessa was surprised. "Who?"

Vance said coldly, "Ezekiel Beckett! Sorya also had deployments in the Outlands. That kid stayed low the entire time. He must have been plotting something else."

Iridessa said without interest, "Whatever. As long as we don't stay in Throne City and I don't see that man."

Vance could not help saying, "You are very strange tonight, Iridessa. Forget it. Get some rest. I know you were terrified. Someone like Andrew is not easy to deal with. It must've been hard."

That night, Iridessa and Vance stayed far away from Throne City in another place.

While sleeping, Iridessa suddenly woke up in shock. She opened her mouth in disbelief and lifted the blanket. She found that her nightdress, legs, and the bedsheets were all damp.

Iridessa's face burned red as she trembled and reached out to touch the wet sheets.

They felt sticky.

She hugged her head in shame.

How could this happen?

How could she dream of that man and that violent impact again?

Iridessa felt like crying, but could not shed tears, and she thought she was beyond saving.