Please get me out of this BL novel...I'm straight! novel Chapter 399

Chapter 399: ’Out Of Love.’

Finally.

Heinz had her.

No more pretending.No more empty courtesies or false smiles.No more need to fraternize with the delicate, scheming things that called themselves princesses.

He had found her.

The one who dared.

The one who killed him.

The memory of that night still festered in his mind like a wound that never healed. Blurry, distorted—he had been half-drunk, disoriented, and... foolish. A goblet was placed in his hand. The soft voice of a princess had whispered words of comfort. A drink to "make him feel better."

Then—

Death.Blackness.Nothing.

He didn’t even remember where he collapsed. Just the taste of bitter wine. The warmth fading from his limbs. The flickering candlelight blurring into shadows.

And then the voice of a God.

Not one of the cruel ones who stood by and watched. No—the one. The one who bent the rules. The one who offered him a second chance.

But with it came a curse.

"I cannot tell you who," the God had said. "But it was a princess. A woman close to you. A snake in your garden."

And the other Gods—furious with Heinz’s return—had cursed him further. This life would be worse. Loss. Pain. Misery. More punishment for all the blood he spilled before.

’But I won’t die again.’

So he schemed.

He faked a search for a queen. An elaborate lie. A test.

He watched. Waited. Smiled.

And Florian... Florian had been the only unpredictable factor. The prince changed suddenly. A different presence in his eyes. The way he spoke, moved, saw people. Heinz wondered—did he come back too? Another soul reborn?

No.

He wasn’t Florian at all. Someone else had taken the body. Perhaps the God’s final gift.

That’s why Heinz never let Florian out of his sight for long. Not when he was with the princesses. Especially not when he was with her.

From the tea parties to the strolls in the gardens, Heinz had inserted himself into every interaction.

He didn’t tell Florian the truth. He couldn’t. The boy trusted too easily. That made him valuable bait—but also dangerously vulnerable.

And now... Florian was gone.

And she knew where.

Heinz’s blood boiled under his skin.

He clutched Alexandria’s throat tighter, his fingers digging so deep that her skin began to bruise beneath his nails. Her legs kicked uselessly in the air, but he didn’t loosen his grip. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

He leaned in, his voice low and venomous. "I said..." he hissed, "where the fuck is he?"

Alexandria choked on her breath. "I—I don’t know what you’re—"

"Alexandria," he interrupted, his voice now cold and guttural, like stone grinding against stone, "I will only say this once."

His magic surged—not to destroy, but to inflict. Heat and pressure twisted in his palm. The magic targeted her nerves directly. Not enough to kill, just enough to break her.

"You either tell me where he is," he continued, his eyes glowing like the wrath of the underworld itself, "or I will tear your limbs off one by one while keeping you alive long enough to watch me burn your kingdom to ash."

Then—

Pain.

Her body convulsed. A scream ripped from her throat, raw and animalistic. Her legs kicked harder, her hands scrambling at the invisible torment.

"AHHHHHH!"

Lucius flinched.

Even Cashew, still trembling with rage and grief, looked startled.

Then it stopped.

The magic cut off like a breath held too long. Alexandria dropped slightly in his grasp—Heinz hadn’t let go, but he’d eased the pain just enough to let her speak.

She hung there, panting, her skin slick with sweat, her eyes wide with panic... and then—

A smile.

A slow, blood-chilling smile crept across her face.

Madness.

This was something unhinged.

Something inside Heinz snapped.

The control he always kept restrained, the brutal discipline he honed since his youth—the last thread of it snapped like dry string. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

With a roar of fury, Heinz threw Alexandria to the ground like she was nothing. She screamed as her body hit the marble floor with a sickening crack, her limbs crumpling awkwardly, her breath caught in her throat.

Even through the agony, she laughed.

"Why do you... need him?" she wheezed out between pained giggles, her eyes wide and glistening with a manic sheen. Her voice was trembling, not from fear—but delusion. "I did this... for you, Your Majesty. Out of love. Nobody in this palace loves you the way I do... nobody. You and I... we were meant to be."

’Meant to be?’

’You hurt him. You took him away. You dared touch what’s mine—and you call that love?’

He wanted to crush her. To burn her to ash where she lay. But no—not yet.

"I’ll find Florian." Heinz said, his voice sharp and clear, every word a blade. "This bitch couldn’t have killed him herself. Not directly. She doesn’t have the strength or the brain. She lured Azure away. She planned something. And she had help."

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