Married To Darkness
Chapter 322: The Glass-like Bird And Curiousity

Chapter 322: The Glass-like Bird And Curiousity

Just then, movement in the sky caught her eye—a bird, small and swift, darting straight toward the open window.

For a fleeting second, Salviana thought it was about to fly right into her face. She flinched, raising a hand instinctively to shield herself.

But the bird never reached her.

Instead—thud—it collided with something unseen, as though an invisible wall stood between them.

It was a sickening, glass-like sound, a ripple of magic flashing faintly like a crack in the air.

The bird, stunned, flapped backward in confusion, then flew at the same spot again—thud.

Salviana’s eyes went wide.

"No..." she whispered.

The bird, oblivious to her shock, continued pecking at the invisible barrier, its tiny beak tapping repeatedly, testing the limits of the unseen force trapping her.

Each hit sent a small vibration through the air, shimmering for the briefest of moments before fading back into invisibility.

The barrier was real.

Her abductor hadn’t been bluffing—this was the witchcraft he’d spoken of. A spell meant to keep her in, to keep others out.

Her mind spiraled. How will Alaric find me?

Would his rage cloud his judgment? Would he storm through the castle blindly, tearing it apart brick by brick in his search for her?

Hours... it’s been hours...

How much longer until her husband, her demon prince, realized she wasn’t just missing—she was trapped?

Salviana’s throat tightened as panic clawedk at her chest.

She drew a deep breath and stretched to press her palms against the barrier but she couldn’t feel anything, her fingers didn’t reach,

Tears threatened to fall, but she bit them back.

"No," she said again, louder this time, her voice cracking.

She was not going to break down.

Not now.

Not yet.

Her hand balled into a fist, and she slammed it against the barrier, the sound dull and empty.

The bird had given up now, flying away into the morning sky as if it had accepted the prison she was in.

But Salviana couldn’t. She wouldn’t.

With a sharp breath, she gathered her strength, staring out past the barrier to the world beyond—the world where Alaric was still searching for her, desperate and angry.

If magic could trap her, then magic could free her.

All she had to do was survive long enough for him to find a way in.

Salviana’s head dropped against the window frame, her breath shallow, her fingers trembling as they lingered on the invisible barrier.

Defeat settled like a stone in her stomach — a cold, unforgiving weight.

The hours had stretched too long, and the creeping silence of the room gnawed at her spirit.

The only sound was the faint, mocking tap, tap, tap of the bird’s beak against the magical wall.

She felt small. Powerless.

Her captor’s words echoed in her head. Witches should be burned to the ground.

Was this how it would end? Locked away like a useless princess waiting for a rescue that might never come?

Her chest tightened. A tear slipped down her cheek.

But then—

Her hand, still pressed against the cold magic of the barrier, sparked the smallest flicker of something. A sensation — faint, but undeniable — like a thread of energy pulling at her veins. It was distant, dormant, but there.

Magic.

Her magic.

She blinked, the weight in her chest shifting — not disappearing, but stirring into something else. A spark of memory, a whisper of the truth she’d long kept hidden.

She wasn’t just a helpless princess.

She was Salviana.

The Divine Lady of the Myth.

She was the seventh princess of Wyfn-Garde — a woman born of royal blood and a sliver of ancient magic.

She was the wife of the Demon Prince, a vampire whose very name struck fear into the hearts of men.

And right now — she was not weak.

A slow, trembling smile crept onto her lips, fierce despite the tears still wetting her cheeks.

Maybe, just maybe... if she could tap into her magic — even the tiniest bit — she could crack this barrier.

But the problem remained: the window was too high, and the magical wall stretched just beyond the iron burglary.

She couldn’t reach it fully without something to stand on or a way to push herself higher.

She sighed, resting her forehead against the cold glass, her mind racing.

Then, movement caught her eye again — the bird.

It was still there, flitting around like a persistent little spirit, occasionally pecking at the barrier as though it too were annoyed by its existence.

But now that she was calmer, Salviana noticed something strange about the creature.

It wasn’t a normal bird.

Its wings, delicate and thin, shimmered with an odd transparency — like glass. But not completely.

She could see its feathers, its dark eyes... but not its insides.

No veins, no visible organs. Just an ethereal, half-formed thing that seemed caught between being real and not.

"...What are you?" Salviana whispered, her voice hoarse.

The bird tilted its head, as if it heard her.

Her fingers reached to touch the barrier again But her hands couldn’t reach. Is this bird magical too? Was it a trick of her captor — or something else entirely?

Her heart pounded harder.

But this wasn’t the time for questions.

She needed to think. Fast.

Salviana perched on the edge of the window, her fingers splayed out, trying—straining—to reach the invisible barrier.

But no matter how much she stretched, her fingertips brushed only empty air.

The magic lay just beyond the iron burglary, an impenetrable wall of nothingness keeping her trapped.

She gritted her teeth. If she couldn’t reach through it... she’d have to remove the damn burglary.

Her heart thudded with a fierce determination as she drew a slow, steady breath. The cool morning air whispered against her skin, teasing her with freedom she couldn’t yet grasp.

"Alright," she muttered to herself, stepping back from the window. "Let’s try this."

Without hesitation, she rushed forward, lifting her knee and kicking out at the iron bars.

A loud, unforgiving clang echoed through the small room as her foot met unyielding metal.

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