Elizabeth "Elizabeth! Hey!" I heard Nikita's voice from afar while I was getting water from the well. When I looked at her, she was running towards me. My eyebrows furrowed when I saw that she was with Diego who was smoldering while his hands were on his pockets. I sighed and remembered that she left me with Prince Ronald on the day my mother died. But I have the knowledge that she just went away and did not believe in me since I am gravely accusing a prince. And of course she would be tentative to believe in me because I am her best friend. I understood it in the end. I am afraid that she'll be killed if I try to push the truth through. "There you are!" she said worriedly and held my shoulders. "My father said that I should visit you because you are mourning about your mother's death." I smiled weakly. "Thank you, Nikita," I said. "I am fine." "Oh, goodness. I am very sorry!" She pulled my hand to embrace me with a hug. I closed my eyes briefly to feel the warmth of a friend b
Elizabeth The afternoon was approaching, so the sun's rays became hot as the minute passes by. I could even feel through my skin the sultry weather that is prevailing over the kingdom. Yes. My body is being affected by the weather, but my emotive aspect is monopolized by Diego beside me. Different from the first time I met him when I was hyperventilating, right now, I just felt so comfortable. Maybe it was the breathing pattern he makes, his breath hitting barely my skin but making me electrified; his handsome appearance that takes my breath away would also be the beautiful death of every lady, but the utmost thing that is conspicuous to me is the way he stares. He does not just only stare. Using his dark eyes, he was searching my soul. For some reason, my cheeks heat up, and got goosebumps when I remembered how he touched me down there. “U-Uhhh…” I mumbled while stammering. “What do you say? Do you agree with me?” he asked me, a ghost of smile plastering on his lips. My mouth o
Elizabeth I tried… not to look at the two princes who were side by side with the queen. Queen Jonah was in the center of the wooden sofa. I felt flustered by the fact that they are all royalties and they are sitting on a hard surface of a long chair. “U-Uhh, do you want cups of tea?” I asked them and gave a constipated smile. “I would love to serve you.” “No need, darling. We are fine,” Queen Jonah said and reciprocated my smile. “To be honest, we are all here to check on you and to invite you for a special dinner tonight.” “Huh?” Elizabeth mumbled, slightly confused. “What special dinner?” Prince Vio was the one who answered. “Today is my mother queen’s birthday, my lady. She remembered you, so she would like to indulge herself in inviting you,” he said. “If that is okay with you, of course.” Of course, it is not okay! Even smiling and making everything okay even if it is not, I looked at Prince Ronald. And bloody hell, he is looking at me! Shit! Don’t look at me like that! “M
“Have you not understood that I want you gone?” I asked Diego the moment I stepped outside my room and saw him lounging himself while sitting on the wooden sofa.“The only thing I would like to understand is me escorting you to the palace,” he said and smirked. “Do you think I would want to get you hurt?”“What do I look like to you? A kid or a toddler?”“You are my most precious treasure,” he said, taking my breath away. “So even though you won’t like me around, I will still follow you.”I blinked many times after watching him for a while. Why is he like this? And why does it feel like I like it? I do not definitely like him. Except for the fact that he is not my type and I barely know him, he is weird, seemingly arrogant, and invasive! How could I hang out around him?!But, yes, he was bloody stubborn that he kept convincing me to ride his horse so he could escort me to the palace.“Be careful. You don’t want to fall,” he said as he helped me mount the horse.I grunted and rolled my
Elizabeth Diego and I did not speak as we arrived at the palace. He took care in speaking with the royal guards who were at the huge gate and let us in when he told them about me being invited by the royal family. “You should wait here,” I said to Diego when he was tying up the horse on a tree just beside a pavilion in the royal garden. “I’ll be back after dinner.” “Okay,” Diego simply said and surveyed his eyes around my face. “If you need me, just know that I am here.” I smiled because of his courtesy and said, “Thank you. I appreciated it.” I fixed my scarf on my neck before turning my back on him. My eyes automatically went towards the peak of the palace’s structure. It did not stop at the highest top but the moon and remembered the conversation I had with Diego. I wonder what he meant about him being a monster at night and then telling me that he is not now that he met me. Was that a metaphor? Or he is just fond of rhetorical sayings, right? My mouth fell open when I looke
ElizabethMaybe it was that thing I dreaded --- being discriminated against and judged by a high class. What is even worse is I am confronting each one of them.The princesses are looking at me with lousy prejudice in their eyes. The princes were also brightening just by the sight of me. Maybe it was the main reason why the princesses have an ire with me.In reality, sisters are overprotective towards their brothers. The princesses might have thought that I am some stealer who only knows how to do stealth. “Jeany, Zendrel, and Lavenia,” Queen Jonah said in a firm and authoritative voice. “That is not good to say. Elizabeth is a good girl. Treat her with kindness and class, please. Good manners are a good establishment towards dinner.”I could see the seeping annoyance yet professional mother’s care in the queen’s eyes. The sides of my lips curled up and I intertwined my fingers to play with them, grateful because the queen is not what I have thought as a bad one.The king cleared his
Elizabeth “Is it done?” It was the first question Diego said when I went out of the palace. He was waiting for me outside the gates where the royal guards are hindering him from going inside. It’s not like he must wait for me, but it was his assurance before I attended the dinner. “Yeah,” I answered and hugged the scarf around my neck. "I think… they did not like me.” I suddenly remembered the disgusted expressions the royal family had for me except for the princes, the queen, and the king. It felt like I was not welcome. Well, who would feel delighted except honored when you are having dinner with a family who has blue blood? Whatever. I just want to go home. “Do you want to talk about it?” Diego asked me tentatively but still had the guts to check on my condition. “No,” I said and shook my head. “And I don’t want to go home.” What, Elizabeth? You don’t want to go home when you were just thinking about it? This is what I hate about myself. I don’t understand myself either. U
Elizabeth What on bloody Earth? I felt the rushing heat in my cheeks and I could guess that I was very flustered and embarrassed. What does he like about me? My innocence and I am clueless? For some reason, I took it the wrong way, so I slapped his shoulder. “Ow!” he exclaimed and even retreated his shoulder after hissing. “So are you just telling me that I am stupid?” I asked bluntly and slapped his other shoulder. “Hey, do you want to die early?” “I did not mean that!” he tried to explain, but I slapped him again. “Ow! What is with the slaps?!” “You are stupefying me, Diego!” I said. “I am not! You are the one who is thinking about that!” “Stop lying!” We went into a stupid dispute. I did not back down. He also did not back down. It ended up that he was tortured by my hits and accusations, but he kept holding the reins of the horse to keep the animal straight on the road. Well, I could blame myself that I was the one distracting him from focusing on the ride. But after ma