Micah’s lips thin at his words. When he responds, his voice has taken a hard edge. However, I don’t hear what he says because something catches my eye, making my entire body freeze. My limbs get cold and I feel like I cannot breathe. My eyes are glued to the ring Rowena’s father wears. It has an emb
Fiona’s POV I pick up the necklace and tenderly brush the wolf on the emblem, careful not to disturb the broken pieces. There is a crack on it and every time I look at it, a sense of loss grips me. It is the only thing I have of my mother, the only thing she passed down to me. I had taken to get i
Tired and feeling resigned, I decide to approach the boy. When I step close to him, I realise that he is shaking badly. Shocked, I touch his forehead to find that his skin is burning with fever. Worry grips me and without thinking, I huddle close to him, sharing what little warmth I can offer. Almo
Finally, I find it, covered in dirt and broken from the fall. Tears stream down my face as I cradle the pieces in my hands. "Why are you crying?" the boy whispers weakly, now awake from the sound of the movement. "It's one of my most precious possessions.” I reply, my voice thick with tears. “And
Fiona’s POV It’s three days after I fell into the pit, that I hear noises. It’s the crunch of the leaves and men speaking. My heart leaps into my throat and hope blossoms in my heart with a force that makes me feel dizzy. Immediately, I open my mouth to scream for help but nothing comes out. My
Fiona’s POV Bile rises to my throat as I shakily pick up my phone and search my name up on the internet. The results make my brain hurt. Prince Micah’s hidden wife a cheater? Mysterious wife creates a rift between two prince brothers. From rags to bitches - Fiona’s story of trapping two royals
The constant judgment and hate are making me feel dirty myself. The assistant turns to Raulf. “I’ll be outside if you need me.” She says stiffly before storming out. I watch the door slam shut behind her with a heavy heart. However, I turn to see Raulf smiling brightly at me. For a moment, his e
Fiona’s POV I find myself seated before the glowing screen of my laptop, my mind spinning with a whirlwind of questions. Now that I have calmed myself down, I can clearly see the loopholes in the narrative the media has created. First of all, considering how exclusive Queen Mother’s birthday banqu