Camila is now starting to act hysterically. She was trying to push away her sister Helena that is trying to subdue her. "I won’t accept this!" Camila yelled. "Father, you promised to marry me to sir Philip. Why are you doing this now?" "Are you trying to question my decision, Camila?" Father’s face was starting to get red. It looks like Camila’s hysterical act made him angry.Helena looked at Lord Carlos and gestured him to hold down Camila. Lord Carlos nodded and took Helena’s place holding Camila. "Father please calm down." Helena said. "I am sure Camila is just having an outburst of emotions right now. With mother gone and the promise she left is still fresh in Camila’s heart." "I understand that your mother has always given the both of you all your whims. But you aren’t young anymore. I am making this decision for your future and also there is a reason why you can’t marry Philip." Father started to calm down. "Sir Philip has renounced his succession of Duke to his brother who

"I would love to be always woken up like that." Ragnar said with a smile. "Y-You’re awake?" I asked in surprise. "I was really sleeping a while ago. But when I felt your warm lips on mine, how won’t I wake up?" Ragnar smiled sweetly. But then his smile changed into a frown in no time. "What is it?" I asked curiously. "What happened to your smooth beautiful cheek?" Ragnar asked worriedly. He gently caressed his thumb on my cheek where my wound was. "Ahh." Ragnar was only caressing the outer edge of my wound but I can still feel the sting. "Is it swollen?" I asked worriedly. "Who did this to you?" Ragnar’s eyes became icily dark. There was a hint of danger in his pair of dark blue eyes. He was emitting an aura of anger and killing intent. "Well actually, I planned on getting hurt." I confessed to him. "You planned on getting hurt?" Ragnar’s killing intent disappeared in a flash and was replaced with worry. "Isa, why would you hurt yourself?"Ragnar’s eyes were looking at me int

"A very secretive queen I guess. That just means she is hiding something." I said. "I also do not like this prince Darius." General Marcus added. "I have a bad feeling about him." "We both feel the same general." I said. "And he has been around Isabella more than I can take. I am afraid he has something up his sleeve. Kyler." "Yes your highness?" Kyler moved near me. "What has your men reported about him?" I asked.I have ordered some of the shadow guards under Kyler to stay hidden inside the palace when we were away. It was for Isabella’s safety and also to observe the crown prince of Geneva’s movements.They have reported the frequent visits of prince Darius to princess Isabella. Other than that were only mundane things."I was deep in thought. "It looks like this prince knows how to play his cards." My eyebrows furrowed deeply. I can’t deny the feeling of hostility towards that prince Darius. "Kyler, let your men keep an eye on that prince. I can feel he is up to no good."

"Good morning Isabella." Darius stood up once he saw me entering. "Good morning Darius." I greeted back. "You are even more beautiful than yesterday." Darius complimented me. "You are more radiant and glowing today."I have been immune to his compliment since a few days ago. Every time he comes to visit, he always compliments me with such flowery words. "Thank you for the compliment." I tentatively smiled at him.Of course I feel more relaxed after Maggie’s Spa Treatment just a while ago so Darius’ compliment may not be just lip service. But still, the words coming from his mouth feels like something to lure me in. "Please take a sit." I gestured to Darius. "Theo, tell the kitchen staff to serve breakfast." "Yes your highness." Theo bowed and left the dining hall. I walked towards my sit which is across Darius. "Thank you for allowing me to accompany you for breakfast." Darius said. "I know you will not take no for an answer." I sarcastically replied to him doubled with a swe

I look at Ragnar who was looking handsome wearing his black light armored vest and gloves. His signature sword was dangling on his waist. He looked my way and our eyes met. I can’t hide the feeling of worry I am feeling right now.Ragnar walked towards me with confidence. Once he was right in front of me, he cupped my face and slowly lifts it up. "You do not need to worry. This will only be a friendly match between two crown princes." Ragnar smiled lightly. "Hmm I understand." I replied. I know that Ragnar won’t accept this fight if he thinks he is at a disadvantage. And if ever this is some kind of trap, I am sure Ragnar is ready for countermeasures.Ragnar patted my head affectionately. "Just watch while I beat that prince." His smile was full of confidence. "Just be careful." I said with a serious gaze towards him. "I always am." Ragnar grinned and planted a kiss on my forehead. "Please watch over her sir Philip." "I will your highness." Philips, who was behind me replied. Th