I let her meet with her ladies, and it's been a week since I saw Isabelle last. Didn't she miss me? I sat in my library, staring at the documents I had to sign. Kesem stands beside me while I force myself to reread the line I have read for the thousandth time."Your Majesty?" His deep voice interrupts, and I look at him."Oh, Kesem, what's wrong?" I question."You look distracted. I wanted to ask you the same question," his lips twitch, and he folds his hands behind him."No, why should there be?" I replied. Kesem blinks, almost like he didn't believe me. He wasn't supposed to, anyway."Her Highness seems to have cleared her schedule this afternoon before the ball," He said."Ahh, that's right," the ball, I was going to see her after all. I had forgotten about the evening ball I had arranged last week."Do you -" He paused, and my eyes shot wide, waiting for the following words. His lips opened and closed, and he sighed heavily. "Never mind, you're busy," he bowed and stepped backwards
Yodora's ball wasn't so much like I had expected. Only, I didn't expect to see King Damien. Of course, he was king, so what was I expecting? Hayes was in trade with Yodora. Five years ago, when he attended Lakes evening ball. An incident happened, and this happened while serving Princess Victoria. I was in charge of organising her things, from her dress to her food. I was finally about to go home when Sophie came to me and said."Her lady requests more wine," I sighed heavily because I had been working nonstop for three days. It was a lot, but I responded, took her favourite wine and headed out.I walked fast and didn't see the tiny strawberry on the floor, and when I did. I slipped, and the wine fell out of my hands, and before I could know what was happening. All attention was on me. I heard gasps and murmurs and whispers."She's in huge trouble," one said. "Oh my god, I pity her," another said. "She's so dumb," another said. But it wasn't until I heard Princess Victoria that I lo
"Five years ago, at Lakes... I had met a redhead, too, and coming here just confirmed my suspicion... Queen Isabelle, who knew from kneeling to me, you'd be a queen today," I blinked. His speech was uncomfortable because I knew where he was going. He was indeed bringing five years ago back. "Did you know that very day when you begged me ON YOUR KNEES to spare your life," his eyes shifted to Kyler, "Kyler was at the gathering. Was that when you met her? Did it spark things?" King Damien says.Out of the things I had expected, wasn't this or Kyler being at the gathering. I wanted to look at him, I wanted him to confirm with me, but I didn't care if he saw me."Should I tell you a little secret?" He continues. The people at the table seemed more interested than I was. His wife Ellen smiled graciously at her husband's behaviour, Damien was drunk, and while he talked, he staggered. Now I have a reason to leave. He opened his mouth to speak, and I got up."King Damien, you seem drunk, I bel
I sat far away from the King's table, and I watched the whole drama going on between Kyler and Damien. Every royal knows how much of a jerk King Damien is, and that's why he has so many enemies, including Kyler himself. I couldn't pinpoint what Kyler was thinking, sending him an invitation, but what disgusted me the most was Kyler defending Isabelle. She had also learnt to live among the royals. Her defence was amazingly awful, given the history with King Damien. A week ago, I supported her with her court ladies. Kyler is one manipulating king, manipulating his way to get what he wants. I can see what he wants. He is destroying what I have created, Isabelle. He wants to use her, and he gets into her brain when she chooses him instead of me. I'd crumble beyond his level.I made a deal with two of her court ladies— Isla and Vera. The closest to Lady Lousia, and I can't trust Lady Lousia enough to approach her.Kyler, making her the first to the Queen, is why she would never give in to
The night is cold but quiet. I can feel the harsh wind blowing against my skin. I open my eyes, looking around the room, when I find the window open, and the curtains flying as the wind forces itself in.Kyler's arms wrap around my body. He had slept off after a while, and I didn't bother to wake him up cause I purposely wasted a lot of time in the bath. I gently remove his hands to leave, but he squeezes me back, and his breath fans underneath my ear."Stay," Kyler says, "The window, I have to close it," I say, but he doesn't make an attempt to let go. Instead, he pushes himself forward."Come here, let me warm you," he whispers, burying his head between my neck, sending chills down my spine. I hold his hands, staring at the ceiling. I know he isn't sleeping, and he proves me right, sitting up."Something bothering you?" I reach for the bedside lamp and sit up, inhaling."Not exactly," I murmured, and he wrapped his hands even tighter. It felt thick, strong yet warm. "You have to b
The thought of Isabelle being pregnant had never crossed my mind, and seeing her sit on top of me, with a question like that, sent thoughts running through my mind.I'm not" my eyes shoot eagerness into her body after a few minutes of silence the king finally makes his move, his lips pressed against hers and his arms wrapping her tiny waist pulling her into his body tightly. Their lips pressed hard, exploring every part passionately. They kissed and tugged at each other furiously. I reach for her dress, zips it down and takes it off, and leaves her. He breaks the kiss and stares at her "Beautiful" he grabs her waist and pulls her in again. Isabelle only follows his movement. Every touch meant a thing to her. Isabelle hasn't felt this way with anyone, she felt impatient and curious, she was going to let the king have her like she always thought she didn't feel nervous instead she wanted more she tugs at his shirt it wasn't her first time seeing him without any shirt on she grabs h
The door opened, and Ayn walked in. I raised my brows, exhausted. It might be morning, but I am still tired. Getting ready for the ball last night should be part of my struggle."His Majesty?" Ayn asks. I look around the room and shrug. "He isn't here," I say, getting up from the wooden table. I make my way to the bed, climbing and finally lying down. "I thought he was here? You look disappointed," she giggles, but I stare at the ceiling instead. I can't believe I was actually disappointed when Kesem came. I mean... how did I go from hating his presence to craving it?"Ayn!" I call, and she pauses with the towels sleeping in her arms. Her brows raise, and her eyes glued in mine. "You want something, Your Majesty?" She asks."Yeah, sort of?" I sit up, blinking. I am unsure I'd explain that I need to sneak up on Kyler. I don't even know where he is. "Oh, just a reminder, your ladies, you know, the meeting you arranged, it would soon be time for that," she says. "What do you mean? D
Talk about a boring meeting, and we gather to have tea, tea I am sick of. I have been sitting in this garden with ladies in shiny outfits, elegant sitting positions, red lips, well-styled hair, the blond, dark-haired red and one redhaired like me, she an angel, and she's the youngest in the court, I haven't pinned precisely who her husband is. Still, Abigail– she has a unique name. I would like to know Abigail more, and also Lady Louisa. The rest seems scary. Kyler should have postponed this, and I wouldn't have to deal with them.The court isn't so pleasing. It isn't fascinating since most of the women don't like me. I guess they don't want to interact. Maybe next time, we will visit the farm so I can watch people pluck fruits, cultivate, and taste some sweet strawberries. Gosh, I roll my eyes and sigh heavily, having no idea when that left me, but they all noticed. Practically, my heavy sigh had broken the silence between us. I raise my eyes at the realisation, and now they are all