I Become A Mob Character In A Novel

I have been meaning to change the name of Queen of Blackthorn from Clarissa Blackthorn to Kathlynne Black.

Due to my mishap of naming two characters with the same name.

I am sorry for my mistake.

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[Third Person's POV]

The sun rose from the distant horizon with a fiery glow, the wind carried the soft chirps of birds as the first light of dawn painted the sky with warm hues.

It has been three days, since the final confrontation at the Rutherford Estate. The Ashwood lands had returned to a semblance of peace, though a lingering tension still pervaded the air, like the calm before an inevitable storm.

The dark experiments and other evil activities of Lord Rutherford have come to light and the Queen issued a large-scale search order to apprehend Garrick Rutherford, though his whereabouts remained unknown.

The allegations against Samael Ashwood have also been dissolved by the now-acting ruler Queen Kathlynne Blackthorn under the threat of Elysia Ashwood.

But when presented with evidence of Lord Rutherford's experiments on Xandros Blackthorn, the kingdom's youngest prince who was announced dead years ago. It devastated her by the news of her beloved not only being alive but experimented on.

Right after devastation followed rage and hatred for Lord Rutherford. His experiments had turned her beloved prince into a mere tool, a twisted creation to serve his sinister ambitions. The discovery of Xandros Blackthorn's survival—though at a great cost—sent shockwaves through the kingdom. The once noble and respected Lord Rutherford had become the most wanted criminal in Blackthorn's history.

Queen Kathlynne, heartbroken and seething with fury, immediately mobilized every available resource to hunt Rutherford down. The search parties were relentless, sweeping through every corner of the kingdom, but the elusive traitor had vanished without a trace. His empire of darkness had been dismantled, but the mastermind remained at large, plotting in the shadows.

Due to the great contribution of the Ashwood family who brought all these to light gained their Duke title back with the full authority and privileges that came with it. The Ashwood family, once shrouded in scandal and suspicion, now stood as heroes in the eyes of the kingdom.

Their efforts in uncovering Garrick Rutherford's dark experiments and their direct confrontation with the corrupted lord had redeemed their honor and elevated them to new heights of power within Blackthorn.

Samael Ashwood, in particular, had become a figure of immense influence and renown. Though he was lauded for his bravery and cunning, those closest to him knew that his mind was burdened with the knowledge of the forces still at play.

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In the Ashwood estate, a serene moment of respite could be seen. Samael, exhausted from the trials of the past few days, lay asleep in his room. His naked form was covered partially by a simple sheet, his chest rising and falling with steady breaths. Elysia Ashwood, his mother, had fallen asleep with her head resting gently on his chest.

Her expression was one of blissful contentment, a stark contrast to the turmoil they had faced.

The room was bathed in the soft morning light, creating a peaceful ambiance that belied the gravity of recent events. The quiet of the early morning was a rare respite for Samael, offering a brief moment of solace amidst the chaos.

"Mmmm~" The soft murmur escaped Elysia's lips as she stirred slightly in her sleep, her hand instinctively tightening around Samael's waist. She looked up, her eyes slowly fluttering open to meet the morning light. The peace of the moment was a stark contrast to the turmoil that had gripped their lives recently.

"Darling, I love you~" She uttered those words with a fanatic look in her eyes so intense, After almost dying at the hands of that devious sorceress her infatuation for Samael had taken another intensity. Her gaze, filled with an unspoken devotion, was a mix of relief and an unyielding attachment that had only deepened in the aftermath of their trials.

Samael's eyes opened at her words, and he met her gaze with a mixture of tenderness and surprise. He could see the intensity of her emotions reflected in her eyes, and he understood that her feelings had been heightened by the recent events. He placed a gentle hand on her cheek, brushing away a stray lock of hair.

"I love you too, my love~," he whispered, his voice soft and reassuring. He could feel the weight of her emotions, and he wanted to comfort her in any way he could.

Closing the distance between them, his lips captured her trembling petal-like lips in a gentle kiss. The contact was tender, filled with the warmth and reassurance that Samael wished to convey. Elysia responded with a sigh of contentment, her arms tightening around him as if to anchor herself in this moment of peace.

The kiss deepened slightly, expressing more than words ever could. It was a gesture of shared relief and a promise of unwavering support despite the chaos that had surrounded them. The world outside seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them wrapped in their private sanctuary.

After the kiss, Samael pulled back slightly, his eyes searching hers. "We've been through so much," he said quietly. "But we've come out stronger. Together, we can face anything."

Elysia nodded, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears of gratitude. "I don't know what I would do without you," she admitted softly. "You've been my rock through all of this."

Before Samael could respond, there was a soft knock at the door. Sionna's voice came through the wood, hesitant but clear. "Samael, Are you awake? today the selection ceremony of the academy is going to be held."

Samael and Elysia exchanged a glance, the momentary bubble of peace around them gently punctured by Sionna's voice. Samael gave Elysia a reassuring squeeze before rising from the bed and reaching for a robe. He knew the importance of the academy's selection ceremony, an event that had been long anticipated and was now upon them.

"Yes, Sionna, we're awake," Samael called out as he dressed quickly. "We'll be out in a moment."

Elysia, now sitting up and smoothing her tousled hair, gave Samael a tender smile. "We should get ready. Liliana, Lily, Raven, and Sionna also want to attend the academy with you hehe~"

Samael looked at her silly smile with a tender look, because three days ago when he got back from defeating the sorceress. She was already healed but her mental state was too unstable, being so close to death her mental state had been fragile.

It had taken time for Elysia to regain her equilibrium, and even now, her affection for Samael was underscored by an almost childlike dependence born from the recent trauma.

He couldn't help but pick her up like a child as she wrapped her arms around his neck while her legs coiled around his waist. Samael carried her gently to the adjoining room where their clothes were laid out for the day. He set her down with care, her cheeks flushing slightly at the tender gesture.

Elysia looked up at him with a mix of gratitude and affection, her eyes reflecting the depth of her feelings.

"Thank you," she murmured, her voice soft and filled with emotion. "You always know how to make me feel better."

Samael smiled, brushing a lock of hair from her face. "You've been through so much. It's the least I can do." As he leaned forward again taking her lips in another tender kiss, but it turned into a game of passion as she pushed her tongue into Samael's mouth, deepening their kiss.

The playfulness and intensity of their kiss were a reflection of their strong emotional bond and the passion that had grown between them through their trials. Samael responded with equal fervor, his hands gently guiding her face closer to his, as if to savor every moment of their intimate connection.

When they finally broke apart, both of them were breathless and flushed. Elysia looked up at Samael with a playful glint in her eyes, her smile a blend of love and mischief. "I suppose we should get ready before we're late," she said, her tone light and teasing despite the lingering intensity of their kiss.

Samael chuckled, his gaze softening as he looked at her. "You're right. We wouldn't want to miss the ceremony, especially with everyone looking forward to it." He offered her a warm smile before turning to prepare for the day ahead.

As they dressed and prepared for the academy's selection ceremony, the mood in the Ashwood estate shifted from the serene quiet of the morning to an atmosphere charged with anticipation. The family gathered in the grand hall, each member dressed in their finest attire.

Liliana, Lily, Raven, and Sionna stood with Alice looking at them with envy dripping from her eyes.

"Lil' sis your envy literally pours out like a river!" Samael teased with a grin, his tone light-hearted despite the underlying tension. His playful comment was meant to lighten the mood and offer some levity to the situation.

Alice managed a weak smile, though it didn't quite reach her eyes. "It's hard not to feel a bit left out when everyone seems so eager for the academy," she said, her voice tinged with a mix of regret and longing.

"Well, It's not your age yet. And if you also come with us then who will accompany Mother here," Samael said as he walked in front of Alice who immediately threw herself in his arms with a dramatic sigh.

"It's true," Alice admitted, her tone softened by a hint of self-deprecation. "I suppose I'll have to find another way to keep myself occupied."

Samael chuckled, wrapping his arms around her in a comforting embrace. "Don't worry. There will be plenty of opportunities for you to make your mark. Besides, your support means a lot to us. And, Mother needs you here to manage things while we're away."

He pushed Alice just enough to see her face which showed a mixture of concern and a hint of curiosity.

"You're right," Alice said with a nod, her eyes brightening slightly. "I suppose I can take this time to focus on other responsibilities and perhaps even support the family in new ways."

Samael smiled warmly at her, appreciating her willingness to adapt. "Exactly. And who knows, maybe you'll find something that excites you. We'll make sure to share everything we learn and experience from the academy."

With everyone now assembled, the mood began to shift from one of tension to excitement.

Sionna came toward Samael while fidgeting with the helm of her dress, her nervous energy palpable as she approached him. "Samael, are you sure this is going to be okay? I mean, if this disguise gets discovered?"

Another thing after returning Samael did was to give Sionna his universal disguise pendant to hide her wolf-like ears and tail while masking her mana signature to be that of a human.

Samael looked at Sionna with a reassuring smile, his eyes reflecting the confidence he hoped to instill in her. "Everything will be fine, Sionna. The pendant is designed to blend seamlessly with any human appearance. No one will be able to detect anything unusual about you."

He reached out and gently adjusted the pendant around her neck, ensuring it was securely in place. "And if any situation arises, remember, you have us. We're in this together, and we'll face any challenge that comes our way."

Sionna took a deep breath, her anxiety slowly ebbing away as she absorbed Samael's words. "Okay, I trust you. I just don't want anything to go wrong."

"Nothing will," Samael said firmly. "We've overcome much tougher obstacles. This is just another step forward."

As the family finished their preparations and gathered their belongings, the excitement for the academy's selection ceremony grew. The Ashwood family, now a symbol of resilience and strength, was ready to face a new chapter in their lives.

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[To Be Continued]

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