At first, it started with her being so uncomfortable in bed, rolling to and fro, and even taking up all the blankets, then she lost her sleep, and talked while I forced myself to get some sleep. In the morning, it was Victoria wedding, and I assumed that it was because of the wedding, but by the time I woke up, she sat up, staring at me angrily. I sat up and leaned to kiss, but she dodged it. I didn't want to fight, so I asked her if she would like to shower.Well, I spent hours explaining to her that I didn't mean to ignore her all night. An hour later; the author's POV(this is an extract from Isabelle's POV)"Did you change your perfume?" Isabelle asked, and I sniffed myself, looking at her, but she had this irritated face that made me almost pout. I didn't like she looked at me like I was some villain because I didn't let her attend Victoria's wedding. "What do you mean? I smell just the same," I said, but she turned her head to the other side, trying her best to not be rude, I
"Do you like it?" I asked, and she just gazed around the garden and scrowled at me."Like? I love it!" She said, and my heart rested, I sighed heavily, walking towards her. "I'm glad you like it," I said, staring at her. I didn't know what time was perfect to give her the necklace.After Isabelle had calm sat beside her at the edge of the bed, as he handed her some tissues to wipe her face. She breathed and sniffed, taking the tissues from him, Isabelle would side-glance Kyler knowing he probably wanted an explanation."What happened?" He finally asked and Isabelle sniffed loudly while looking at him."I saw them" she swallowed, "They pushed her down, I saw everything... Isabelle didn't deserve to die that way!" Isabelle said. Kyler stood, confused."You saw her killer?" He asked, staring at her, their eyes held each other's and she shook her head."Killers," she corrected. The room went silent and they both sat in silence, the only thing heard was Isabelle unsteady breathing. Sud
The morning came and Kyler wasn't in bed, Isabelle opened her eyes to the bright room and beautiful sunrise. She laid on the bed with her back staring at the ceiling, Isabelle yawned trying to get up, she picked Kyler's white robe and headed to the mirror. "Where did he go this morning?" She says, packing her hair up. ~THE QUEEN'S CHILD~FIVE YEARS LATER,"Aarhh" the woman lying on the bed screamed as she pushed. "I can't do this anymore, I'm tired I don't think I can make it" she said weakly.Ayn who stood by the side of the room with a bowl of water in her hand, froze."We are almost there Your Grace, you can't give up now not when the baby is almost out." Betty, the midwife and her assistant said. The room was covered in white as a tradition to ward off evil spirits and also for good luck, many clothes were all over the room. Queen Isabelle breathed in and with her last strength she pushed and there was a loud cry in the room as the baby was born. After the ba
His Majesty's birthday is soo, didn't yoh know?" Ayn said as I walked through the hallway. It's a whole lot of renovation. I look at her."How come they didn't do this three years ago?" I asks, and she shrugs, I don't know."Well, from what I heard, the last King— Kyler's late father started this tradition when the late Queen was pregnant," she giggled, and looked at me.I haven't gotten used to being pregnant, it's weird, the appetite and all, its frustrating too, and sometimes I become crazy, sometimes I just sit there confused, sobbing. Kyler and I promised to go through it.I also haven't seen Victoria since then, her wedding had been postponed however. I can't see her, maybe I'd avoid her for the time being. Kyler said he doesn't want anything happening to me, and that's why, I have fucking Perry following me all day. I love him but this is just too much, oh, I forgot, Andrew and Leo. However, since the library incident, I haven't had another encounter with Leonard, but his sta
"Oh my god! You don't know Richard, the artist? Are you serious?" Betty said. I have said this time over, and I don't know who Richard is, I don't care who he is. According to Betty, Ayn, and Kia, he is the biggest artist in Yodora, I didn't even know Yodora had artists and galleries. That's not my fault, Lakes didn't. We barely cared for those things, or instead, Victoria didn't care about paintings. For example, selling out all the paintings in the castle immediately after her fathers death, claiming it was ugly. Then, the following day, taking out the paintings in the store room and asking them to burn them, according to Victoria paintings, were boring and unrealistic, but that's fun. "Okay, did you know His Majesty, can paint? I heard he took painting as a hobby but dropped it after his mother died," Betty whined, "Sad," I looked back at her."Kyler took painting as a hobby?" I asked, and she nodded. "Ugh, tell me something he doesn't know how to do," I said, relaxing back in
"Richard, it's nice to see you. How are you doing?" I asked, scanning the room, and everyone is staring. It is unusual seeing the king and queen of Yodora attend an exhibition. "Your Majesties! It's wonderful to have you here, this way please," "Oh no, please, allow us to look around. It's your exhibition, not ours," "Yes!" He exclaimed quietly, "It's lovely," Richard paused and looked at Isabelle, who was already looking around, smiling at the painting. "Is there anything you'd like, Your Grace, Your presence truly warms me," he said.She scoffed and lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes covering her smiley eyes. "Please, forget I am even here," faint smiles imprinted on her face."As you wish," he bowed and slowly raised his head, gazing up and down at Isabelle, a sickening smile craving his lips, and he slowly and gently stepped backwards."What did you call him again? Richard? What a boring name," she said, walking away and gazing at the artworks on the wall."Richard and I wen
"You have quite a taste, Your Highness, you have the most expensive—" "I'd take this," Isabelle said at the same time a lady behind us. We turned almost at the same time, finding a young lady dressed in black and covering her face with a black veil. She must be grieving. She must have lost her child.It's a tradition in Yodora to cover a black veil at the loss of either a husband and a child. However, a black mourning gown is for a child and a white for a husband."Hold on, did you say expensive?" Isabelle asked, looking at Richard. "I'd take this," the lady repeated, and our gaze shifted to her. Richard quickly rushed over, whispering words. Her eyes flashed quickly at us, and she lowered her head. "Your Majesties," Richard's brow raised, and he smiled too delightfully, almost like he accomplished something. "If I may, who are you?" I asked, her head remained lowered, and she wasn't a foreigner. Her manner is different, like she had lived in Yodora her whole life."Samantha, my L
The door opened, and I gasped loudly. My heart almost jumped from my chest, and I dropped the knife I was holding, staring at Ayn, who barged inside."It's it! It's here!" She says, taking out a pamphlet. Her hand slowly drops as she stares at the knife on the floor. "What were you doing?" Her eyes streaked."U—uh? Oh!" I whispered a sigh, my heart still trying to calm down from the panic I almost had."You weren't—" she pauses, and I look around, curious to hear what she has in mind. Murder? Is that it?"You weren't eating something sweet, were you?" Ayn spat, and I smiled so wide that my eyebrows raised. That's why Ayn is different from other maids I have. A loud laugh escaped my throat, and I picked my knife, walking to pull out the apple from under the bed. The ones Leonard snuggled for me. He said it was the one we usually ate back in Lakes. He said it would be good for my baby, I enjoy it, and he is thoughtful."Oh! I knew it! I knew you were eating— something sweeeet—" her fade