"Let her go Irina," someone giggled, the voice really sounding like that of Caleb's. Did I hear Irina or is my ear malfunctioning?"Why did you have to spoil the fun?" Irina scoffed, pulling away, releasing me from her hold."What the fuck guys!" I exclaimed, shocked and happy to see them as well.One thing I surely didn't expect was seeing them both in my room this night. I knew Irina to be a rebel, always doing what she liked just like me but Caleb wasn't like us. He kept to rules and hardly breaks them except if really pressured like when I do pressure him to let me train. I guess Irina was slowly rubbing off on him."Aren't you going to give your big sister a hug?" Irina smirked and I rolled my eyes. There she goes again claiming to be the elder sister when she is the younger one."Quit calling yourself my elder sister else I'll be forced to show you how wicked an elder sister can be," I threatened playfully."Blah, blah, blah," she made a boring face and I shook my head. She defi
"Irina!" I called out smiling, as the sun shone brightly on her face. Her face was radiant and full of smiles but when she turned and her eyes met mine, her smile turned to a frown. Her once happy face was now filled with rage and the weather as though connected to her changed drastically as well."Backstabber!" She yelled and there was a heavy gust of wind, pushing me backwards."Irina……." I tried reaching out to her but couldn't."You said we would never keep anything from each other but you broke your promise. You regard me as nobody since you're now partially part of the royal family!" Irina raged, her eyes glinting with anger."I don't mean it that way Irina," I cried out."Please, believe me Irina.""Imelda!" Someone screamed my name and I looked around but couldn't pinpoint where the voice was coming from."Imelda, you need to wake up. It's just a dream," someone shook me vigorously, trying to wake me up."It's just a dream," I whispered calmly, slowly tearing my eyes open and
"Yes you did?" The King replied, his voice sounding hoarse and I choked on my saliva.I can't believe I said that out loud."I'm sorry," I apologized, not meeting anyone's eyes.The King cleared his throat, grabbing everyone's attention."I guess we are all aware of what took place yesternight?" Everyone remained silent, staring at the King while the Prince kept eating."I do not understand how the Intruders got in," he paused, frowning."But I am under the impression that someone helped them in," I choked again on my saliva, attracting attention to myself.What the hell is wrong with me? "I'm sorry," I apologized again, earning a frown from the King."I guess you're feeling guilty that you know who the Intruders are and you entertained them," Arla mocked, not making things easier for me."You seriously didn't expect me to rat them out or tell them I know who the Intruders were. I'm only bringing trouble to dad.""Not like I care," Arla snorted."After all, he abandoned you and even
"Being monitored by guards isn't so hard Imelda, when the guy in question is so cute," Naya purred, gushing over her guard that followed beside us like a robot."Get a grip on yourself Naya," Maya smacked her."Ouch!" Naya winced in pain, rubbing her head as she glared at Maya."What was that for?""Stop twisting in your pants for him, he is just a guard and a fly we need to get rid of," Maya huffed, glaring at her own guard.We had three guards hovering over us, Naya swooning over hers, Maya spitting fire from her eyes at hers and me, I simply pretended that the stupid guard hovering over me didn't exist even though his presence was disturbing.We were supposed to be assigned two guards but we refuted, not like our opinions mattered anyways. We were just women and no one cared about our opinions. The King still rigid on his decision to have us monitored not until Derek intervened and it was reduced to one.Apart from the fact that a guard was hovering over me like a fly, one thing th
"Derek," Mirabelle called, caressing my chest and I turned to look at her, giving her my attention."When will you get rid of Imelda?""You have me here already so you don't need her anymore," Mirabelle pouted.I grabbed my glass and poured myself a drink, pushing Mirabelle aside."If you really want to get rid of her that much, meet the council of elders," I replied dismissively, not sparing her a glance.Ever since she stepped into the royal house, she has been all clingy and annoying. She hardly gives me breathing space and with her it's always stuffy."It's your life and you get to choose who you want to spend your life with. Just tell them to fuck off," she sassed and I scoffed. It's very annoying when she never takes the hint that I want her out of my sight."You can as well fuck off right now because as you can see I'm trying to relax but the more you talk the more you're stressing me out," I narrowed my eyes at her coldly and she frowned."Are you asking me to get lost?""Yes,
"Stand straight, do not arc your back," Lydia, our trainer barked at usNaya, Maya, Mirabelle and I all stood straight on pin heels, our hands stretched with books on top them and on our head, trying to learn balance. I am doing a very bad job at it as my legs keeps shaking, unable to take the torture. The girls and Mirabelle didn't even break a sweat."Imelda, you're not doing it right!" Lydia yelled, grabbing my shoulders."Your shoulders should be straight and your back should not be bent.""As the future Queen it is expected that you walk and move with dignity. You should carry yourself with pride and should never be caught lacking in your duties.""Who says she is ever going to be a Queen?" Mirabelle snorted."If you have time to criticize someone, find and correct your mistake," Lydia lashed at Mirabelle, approaching her."I'm getting it right," Mirabelle frowned."No you are not." Lydia grabbed her arms and straightened it, adding more books to the ones she was already carrying
I paced about my room worriedly. Who the hell organizes a ball to break women."The royals," Arla replied boredly. She didn't even look the least bothered about the ball."How are you not even bothered?" I screeched, scattering my hair."Because I don't think this is the first time I'm hearing about this.""Uh, what do you mean?" I frowned confused. I was certain this was the first time I was hearing this from the girls and so far, I haven't heard it from anyone else. So where else could Arla have heard it from?"I can't really remember, it feels like a part of my memory is missing but I'm quite certain that this is not the first time I'm hearing about the ball. So unlike you, I'm neither scared or surprised," Arla replied, confusing me further."Is there a chance that I've heard of it too somewhere but then forgotten about it?" I thought, not having the slightest clue of where Arla got to know about the ball from."Yes, there is," she asserted, sounding certain."Since I know, there'
Getting the perfect design for the dress I was making, I began making flowers which was going to be my emblem for my dresses.I wasn't totally rebelling against the Queen's dressing style; I was still making gowns the only difference was that I made them more comfortable to wear unlike the ones they kept forcing me to wear that choked air out of me.Mine was simply an upgrade and a better design. It was in a time like this I appreciated the fact that I had a designer, Scarlett, as my mother and she made me learn this even when I didn't want to."Give me the red flowers," I requested, engrossed in my sewing and Becca grabbed it for me. Ever since I remembered the events that took place in Derek's room, my mood has been totally off and so Becca decided to stay with me, keeping me company.As much as I definitely didn't need a babysitter, I appreciated the fact that she was willing to sit with me and offer me comfort, I really needed it even though I won't admit it.One would ask me why