It wasn't a small feat. It continued for a month, and after a while the novelty wore off.He became likeable. A lot of people were singing his praises. What Amelia intended to be humiliation turned out to work for him.Stiles had accumulated enough fan base and had very loyal members. They didn't know that they were pawns in his hands for everything that he did for them, he intended to regain them back when he became king.The king saw that Stiles was enjoying his new role too much. His punishment took the reverse. So he decided to restore him back to his position.Peradventure, mingling with the help has taught him values of life.The king summoned Stiles and Amelia." I have seen that you might have turned a new leaf." He said." Yes, your highness. It was a thoughtful experience. It made me see life from another perspective." He said.Stiles wore a contrite expression, that fooled everyone except Amelia.She knew Stiles very well. He was a leopard with giant unerasable spots." Ame

  Alden made sure he didn't go too close to Cisca in public view. But they met up every day, at the back of the pack. It was fun until one day Stiles brought them to the back of the pack.   They were unaware of the masked figure behind them as they snuck out of town.   What is she doing with him? Stiles thought. He watched them closely to see when they would return.   "Ahem!" Stiles cleared his throat immediately after Alden set foot in the house. It was just 6 a.m., and a lot of people had not woken up.   "Welcome, brother." Stiles greeted Alden. Alden rolled his eyes and straightened his spine, refusing to look guilty.   Alden stared at him and refused to reply. Various thoughts ran through his mind. Had Stiles seen them sneak out? If not, why the unnecessary greeting? Stiles was never one to keep quiet about a private issue. He would broadcast it to the whole worl

 AUTHOR'S POV Meanwhile, Nicky had gone to see the king."Nicky." The king greeted her cheerfully as soon as she walked in."Good morning, your highness." She replied, curtsying right after. His profile was aloof, and color had returned to his face. It was unusual to see the king happy at a time like this."You are happy; this calls for celebration, I guess." She said this as she walked towards him."It's good to maintain a sunny disposition every time." He said that, and the conversation picked up from there.Since he was already in a good mood, she could state the reason she was there. "What say you about the maltreatment meted out by Stiles to Amelia?" She inquired, and the king was completely taken aback. That was none of her business. "How does it concern you?" He asked. She noticed his frown and quickly rushed to save the situation. "Em, you know, I was j

AUTHOR'S POV "N-nothing." Amelia replied. Her eyes widened in fear. Stiles took the envelope and proceeded to the king's room.He marched towards the king's room and knocked on the door."Come in." A gruff voice spoke, and Stiles marched in."Why are you up this early?" The king asked because it was so rare to see Stiles before everyone rose. He had always been a late riser."I received a letter." He said it and presented it to the king."What does it say?" He inquired as he looked at the envelope."It says there is an uprising higher than you can ever think of." Stiles said. The king sat upright. The person kept warning about a possible war, and up until now, there has been no sign of anything."Who is this person?" the king muttered aloud. Why haven't they shown their faces?"It's good that you brought it here. Inform Alden about it, and we will proceed from there." He said.Stiles searched for Alden, though he was angry about the king's decision to tell Alden about the letter. Tha

AUTHOR'S POV Cisca held her cheek, the weight of Nicky's palm eating into her skin. Her head was turned to the other side. Nicky glared at Cisca.She never wanted to listen. "Look here, tramp, I have told you to stay away from my son. Haven't I?" She asked, and Cisca nodded solemnly.She wasn't at fault for what was happening. Martin refused to leave her alone."What have you done to my son?" Nick demanded, and Cisca clutched her face. Her face still stung after a while."Nothing, ma'am." Cisca replied, wondering what the Queen assumed she had done to Martin. In her defense, Martin always sought her out. He never seemed to take no for an answer whenever she tried to avoid him."I warn you again; this is the last warning. Do not let me see you with my son. You are not of his class, and neither will I ever accept you as his wife." She spat.Cisca nodded in understanding; she had another lover, and Martin didn't come close