The past few days in the palace had been the most challenging days for me since I got here. I knew I was probably over reacting but it worth it. I decided to stay indoor all through, just because I wanted to avoid the king. He had this thing about him that made him so irresistible and I wasn't going to fall for him. Not in this lifetime. I will continue to stay indoor until my mind tell me to go out. I awoke suddenly, my eyes fluttering open as I found myself sitting up against the headboard. A tired groan escaped my lips as I rubbed my face with my hand, attempting to shake off the remnants of sleep. Glancing around the room, I realized with a slight pang of confusion that Meemaw was nowhere to be seen. Where could she have wandered off to? Just as I was about to rise from the bed, the door emitted an eerie creak, unveiling the arrival of my beloved Meemaw. "Meemaw," I called. "What is it this time? Are you not going to leave this room today too? Do you know that you'v
As the day wore on Cleo helped me get ready for the dinner, ensuring every detail was perfect from the way my hair cascaded in gentle waves to the subtle application of cosmetics that enhanced my natural beauty. When I finally looked at myself in the mirror I couldn't help but feel a glimmer of confidence. "You are looking extraordinarily beautiful, my dear." Meemaw said, kissing my forehead. "If the king sees you, he won't be able to take his eyes off you." "What are you talking about?" I stood up from the vanity and turned around to face my Meemaw. "No, I don't want that. You have to erase everything you've done to my face." "But why?" She asked, confused. "How will I be comfortable if the king is unable to to take his eyes away from me. I am not even going to there because of him." I said, but that wasn't the major reason. I still wasn't sure if I wanted to meet the king. The last time we met, he made me so nervous that I felt I would lose myself to him but he c
As I lay in bed my heart pounded in my chest and my breath came out in short gasps. The nightmare I had just experienced left me trembling with fear. I tried to calm myself reminding myself that it was just a dream. But the images were so vivid so terrifying that it was hard to shake off the feeling of impending doom. I wiped the sweat off my brow and took a deep breath hoping to steady my racing heart. Slowly I began to collect my thoughts recalling the details of the dream as they faded from my memory. I had been running, desperate to escape an unseen pursuer. The fear had bubbled within me threatening to consume me whole. But then in the midst of the chaos, his highness had appeared. His presence, a beacon of hope had given me a momentary respite from the darkness. I could almost see the determination in his eyes the unwavering strength he possessed. He had attempted to save me, to protect me from the unseen danger. But before he could reach me, disaster struck. The
A week past and the palace became to feel like a hell. I genuinely couldn't figure out why that was, but I was guessing. His Highness was still refusing to talk to me, he didn't send any messages and I hadn't been seeing Beta Kristen around too. They all just ignored me like I was a piece of shit. This was really what I wanted but why did it hurt so much that the king was ignoring me. I waited and anticipated the king's summon but I got none. Infact, the food supplements he usually sent had reduced and no maids were allowed to come to my chamber any longer. Calling the king by his actual name could have worked - When I mentioned his name, he was so still and I could see how comfortable he felt in his eyes. But he was so exasperated at the moment, that he didn't care. He grabbed my arm and threw me out of his chamber, closing the door behind him. That was embarrassing but I didn't feel that anger towards him, I was more angry at myself as I remembered that moment I volunteered to ki
All through the night, I couldn't sleep. I couldn't stop thinking about what Eirene said about Beta Kristen. I didn't know why I was so concerned about his love life, but for some reason I felt he was being cheated. I couldn't wait for the sun to rise again to make more enquiry. I wanted to get to the bottom of this - Even though I knew there were alot of for me to do, I wanted to prioritize this. Maybe it could be considered prying, but I didn't care. The next day, I made my way through the elaborate hallways of the palace, the soft glow of flickering torches casting dancing shadows on the walls as usual. The air was heavy with the scent of exotic perfumes and the distant sound of laughter echoes through the corridors. Finally, I reached Eirene's chamber, a graceful space adorned with rich tapestries and delicate ornaments. I could tell from the decorations here that she was an elegant lady who doesn't like to show off her elegance. Her maids, dressed in elegant silk garments bowed
As consciousness slowly seeped into my mind, I felt a pounding ache in my head. Groaning, I forced myself to sit up, my eyes squinting against the harsh light that filled the dungeon. The air was cold, the stone walls damp and unforgiving. Rubbing my temples, I took in my surroundings. The cell was small, barely enough room for me to stretch my legs. The heavy iron door loomed in front of me, ominously blocking any hope of escape. Panic gripped me as I realized I was still trapped, imprisoned like a common criminal. What the fuck was wrong with these guards? They knew it was me and still imprisoned me? I staggered to my feet, an overwhelming sense of desperation flooding my veins. In a futile attempt, I slammed my fist against the door, shouting for help. My voice echoed through the silence of the dungeon, but there was no response. Only a haunting stillness. Minutes turned into hours as I continued to bang on the door, my cries for help growing more desperate with each
I couldn't believe my ears as the elders of the palace issued their order. Their words hung heavily in the air, suffocating my hopes and dreams. "Take her to the king's chamber," they commanded the maids. My heart sank as I realized the fate that I had always wanted to avert – to be the king's breeder. The maids, obedient to the elders' command, wasted no time in dragging me out of the opulent throne hall. Panic coursed through my veins, and I struggled desperately to release myself from their grasp. But it was futile; their strength surpassed my feeble resistance. "You better let me go now, otherwise... You would regret it. Let go of me!" I yelled as I struggled harder but the maids were obviously stronger than I was. Down the dimly lit hallways, we hurried, my feet barely touching the ground. The palace seemed to close in around me, its walls echoing with secrets and treacherous whispers. Every step I took only brought me closer to my impending doom. The elders see
Kristen's voice emitted a strong undertone of anger and frustration, causing me to instinctively recoil. The weight of his words pressed upon me, reminding me that he was still deeply disappointed about our previous encounter. Though I lacked the opportunity to fully justify my actions, I pondered whether his words held genuine concern. Could it truly be impossible for the king to take action if I were to report Daphne? Raising my gaze, I found myself locking eyes with Kristen, his stare intense and piercing. However, I consciously made the decision to focus on the familiar eyes of the beta Kristen I had always known, seeking a sense of normalcy in our interaction. "Why did you say that?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "Were you not considering informing the king about her actions? I must caution you against making such a grave error. Daphne is an exceptionally formidable adversary, and if you fail to disregard her, you may find yourself regretting it," he