"Come on, what's wrong?" Dylan asked as he tried to come closer but it seems she was still aged by the fear she was reeling from.Her eyes widened as she saw him, and he could see the fear etched into her face.For a moment, Dylan was frozen in place, unable to comprehend what he was seeing. Jasmine was always so confident, so self-assured, but now she looked like a deer caught in the headlights. It was a jarring sight, and it took him a moment to process it all.He couldn't help but wonder what could have possibly scared her so much. Was it something she had seen or heard? Had she stumbled upon some secret that she wasn't supposed to know? Dylan felt a wave of panic wash over him as he considered the possibilities.He took a step closer to her, trying to get a better look at her face. Her eyes darted back and forth, and he could see the fear building inside her. Dylan's heart raced as he realized that something was seriously wrong."Jasmine, what's going on?" he asked, his voice bare
Dylan strode out of the room, his mind racing with thoughts of betrayal and deception. He could feel the adrenaline coursing through his veins, the anger and the frustration mixing inside of him. He didn't want to believe that someone close to him could be plotting against him, but Jasmine's words had struck a nerve. He quickened his pace, feeling the need to get to the bottom of things.As Dylan barged into Travis's room, the sudden intrusion caught him off guard. His eyes widened in surprise, and he almost jumped out of his seat at the sight of his best friend's angry expression. For a moment, Travis was speechless, unsure of how to react to Dylan's sudden appearance.Travis was wearing a long, flowing tunic made of a rough, beige-colored fabric that looked like it had been woven by hand. The tunic was belted at the waist with a length of rope, and it hung loosely over his lanky frame. His trousers were made of a similar material and were tucked into tall leather boots that reach
Travis wasn't surprised by what he heard. It was the first time a royalty had to fight for his throne. At this point he knew that Dylan would have to even fight with his own family if possible just to claim the throne so he was the least surprised.He moved his gaze from the floor to Dylan as he looked calm."You should be expecting that Dylan, no one would let you sit on that throne so easily even if you're the rightful heir to the throne. I best suggest that you should know your enemies at this point because even the ones that are not meant to even sit on that throne would fight to sit on it.""Yes, you may have addressed them but that wouldn't change anything.""So what do you say I do?""I think this is the best opportunity for you to gather allies who would help you fight for your throne. Mostly at times like this other princes would use this chance to get married so they could gain alliances from this woman's family.""It's like gaining allies from them and that's why many marr
She shivers as she walks her way to the room to serve Vivian. She could feel the fear creeping in and she tried to ignore the nauseous feeling that came with it but nothing was working and she was already feeling suffocated.Meanwhile Vivian sat comfortably in her room as she waited patiently for Jasmine to show up. Jasmine came in after long hours of battling with herself. She could feel the fear that gripped her whole.She felt like running and falling to her knees at the same time but couldn't. She had to remain strong and not look weak in front of the royalty. One thing she learnt was once you show that you're weak, then the person above you would use that against you. She couldn't make such a mistake, so she promised herself.She closed her eyes as she tried to concentrate on her before she trips. She got where Vivian sat like a king. She could feel Vivian watching her intensely which only made her more scared and she felt like fleeing in fear.The intense look didn't make her fe
"Your highness I am here, as ordered." She spoke nervously as usual, her voice sounded rough and scratchy. "Are you hungry or thirsty?" She said immediately Vivian returned.Vivian looked her straight in the eye, "Both actually. You can get me something to eat, Jasmine. And I know you don't want to do that," she said with certainty.The fear of being left, of being alone and lonely again and the terror of losing herself even more than she already has done. So she stayed put and hoped for the best and the worst. She prayed she would escape somehow. If she stayed here much longer, she knew that would most definitely happen.Of being unwanted. Being unloved. Being rejected by the one she loves. Being left alone.Jasmine wanted to be brave and fight back. She wanted to defy what seemed to be an inevitable end for her. To rebel against the rules. Yet she was powerless against them. She had no power anymore.So, she stayed there. She held the fear in, refused to give any sign of her weakne
Jasmine didn’t move a muscle. She knew that if she moved the smallest amount, Vivian could see everything. The slightest movement could result in punishment. And she wouldn’t risk it. Not when it meant leaving Vivian’s side.Vivian sighed heavily before continuing, “You don’t remember the past five years do you Jasmine?” It wasn’t a rhetorical question. Jasmine knew that Vivian was talking seriously and not in the playful teasing she did with everyone else, with the guards or servants.Jasmine shook her head silently."I know it might seem strange to you, but we really aren’t that cruel. You won’t be executed.” She stopped talking and let the words hang in the air for a moment before continuing," We are supposed to be good rulers. We are supposed to provide the best for our subjects. So yes, we train and teach and rule as we wish.""We also play with our children and watch them grow. But we also work hard and make decisions that benefit us and our people. We do that so we don’t caus
She asked again. "Jasmine questioned in an unsteady voice as she gripped tightly onto her dress.Vivian rolled her eyes, “You really thought you hid that well?” she asked sarcastically before sighing dramatically, “Oh dear, how cruel of you. I am hurt. Really hurt."She could feel the blood rushing into her ears, the pounding beating of her heart.A look of disgust crossed Vivian's face as she rolled her eyes again and scoffed in disgust, “Oh please, Jasmine. Don’t pretend to be stupid.Of course I knew that you were abused, but I didn’t think the likes of you would actually let someone abuse you. You always managed to avoid it. And now that you’re finally being punished and punished by someone who clearly deserves it, you still refuse to admit that you’ve gotten hurt!”Your soul isn’t pure anyway. I can’t believe I had to raise you to be a liar like your mother was.”Jasmine gasped and stumbled backwards a step when she heard those words. Those words that were filled with such hurt
And her body ached to hug her. To hug her mother tight. She wanted her mother so bad. But no, she was far from home, she was in danger and she was alone. Alone, alone and scared. She needed her mother… Suddenly all the images flashed inside Jasmine’s head at lightning speed.She couldn’t hear her voice though. She couldn’t sense her presence as clearly as she would if she could. So Jasmine held onto that thread of hope as tight as she could. The tears kept flowing until they finally dried out. She laid there on the ground for a long while. She didn’t want to leave. She wanted the feeling of her mothers touch, her smell, her laughter, her voice… her warmth.Slowly the feelings began to fade away. Her mother was no longer there and the cold and harsh reality was setting in, slowly creeping into her brain and making her realize just what a terrible mistake she had made.even know how long had passed since she had sat there crying her eyes out. bother moving at all. She stayed there,
Anita turned around only to see Dylan and Travis standing there."Guards!" Dylan called angrily. "Cease her and check her room to see if there's anything there. Tomorrow would be set for your punishment."Dylan watched the guards dragging her away as she begged for him to listen to her. "Your Highness, I saw this in her room and many more." Dylan grabbed the letters and only then held information."That woman," he growled angrily."Travis," Jasmine beamed and quickly rushed to hug him. "Oh my God, I'm glad you're okay.""Yeah me too," he hugged her back. She pulled back and turned to Andrew. "You look okay as well, though as if you had a heart attack?" She teased and he smiled at her."Believe me when I say I never thought a heart attack would come in handy." He winked and she laughed.The rest were confused by their interaction but Jasmine and Andrew understood each other. She turned next to see Janice which made her smile widen."Janice, I've missed you. Where were you?""I'm sorr
"Who are you?" The king asked angrily.His aunt shifted closer to the king to whisper into his ears. The king's eyes widened in surprise."Oh so you're Dylan, my rival. I never knew I would be having you here tonight if not I could've been expecting your presence. But nothing has gone wrong and I think it would be wise if I give you the honor to serve the king which most servants find hard."Dylan knew better that he was mocking him and he wasn't surprised when the king signaled the servants to bring in drinks."Let him serve the king," the king laughed devilishly. Dylan clenched his fists when the guard offered him drinks to hold up for the king. His aunt smirked at him.So this was where she was all this while. He should've known better than to expect anything less from that family. Just remembering everything that he got to know from Sebastian made him boil but he held it in.Dylan bore the humiliation until he was done being a slave under the king. He waited patiently and slowly
Dylan felt restless and he felt the need to talk to someone, anyone in particular. He stood and found himself walking to the dungeon only to hear a sound coming from close by.He paid close attention and rushed over when he saw a guard struggling with blood all over him."What happened?""A... Attack. We're under attack," he struggled to say. Dylan looked close and saw the stabbed wound on his chest. He stood up and rushed over to where he believed Andrew was but no one was there. He became worried she quickly rushed to Jasmine's room but it was also empty. "No!" He screamed as his heart beat in his ears loudly."This can't be happening," he said while fidgeting in the room. What is going on? His rival was fast enough or maybe he was distracted instead."I see everything seems to be a shock to you," he heard a familiar voice from close by."Sebastian," he spat angrily as he turned around."I wasn't expecting you to find out this way, in fact, I wasn't expecting you to find out at al
Dylan's eyes scanning the crowd before him. The people had gathered in the main square, eager to hear what their leader had to say. They whispered amongst themselves, wondering what this urgent announcement could be about."Dylan, Dylan, Dylan!" they chanted, as he raised his hands for silence."Everyone," Dylan began, his voice carrying across the square. "Today, I stand before you with a heavy heart. It has come to my attention that one of our own has betrayed us. One of our own has been stolen from the kingdom's treasury."The crowd gasped, their eyes widening in shock and disbelief."I speak of none other than my own friend, Travis," Dylan continued, his voice trembling with emotion. "He has been banished from this kingdom, never to return."The crowd erupted into a mixture of cheers and jeers. Some were happy to see justice being served, while others were outraged at the banishment of one of their own.Dylan continued to speak, his voice growing louder and more forceful. "I assu
Dylan sent her away after and she dragged herself away from him. Dylan paced around his room and he found it rather unsettling with her calm and silent she was. What was going on with her?He shook his head and decided to go and check on things himself. He also needed to go to the meeting with the elders concerning the war. He went off to the place and was startled to see the guards already there and waiting for him."What is going on?" He asked them with a frown."There's something you need to know, alpha," they said immediately as he sat down."What is that?" He asked with a creased face."We found out that someone is stealing from us."He furrowed his brows. "Who could that can?""Well, before your return Travis wanted to keep everything safe so for that reason he decided to keep things under his watch and that means taking in some things is his responsibility.""He took the royal guard for example until you returned before he gave them back to you. Well with that said, my lord Tra
Dylan was stunned by the news he just got. He was already feeling guilty for locking Jasmine up and he was already regretting everything he did but he tried not to let it disturb him. Yet he had this feeling like she failed her and he needed her to trust him.He sighed and looked around the room in frustration. He couldn't even trust her and yet here he was bothering her after all the lies she told him. However, he felt alone and needed her by his side. He suddenly felt like she should be worth him and not far from him.What was he going to do? He felt lost and he needed advice but had no one to meet. The only person he could meet for advice also betrayed him. Who should be really trusted then. He shook his head as ye tried to control his thoughts.Was there any chance for him to find true love? He doubted there was. Not after what has happened to him. He looked around the room and sighed. What should he do?He loved Jasmine but she ended up breaking him as well. She broke him the mos
She took in deep breaths as she stared through the door and watched as they all walked around. She felt relieved but at the same time bothered by their presence, just needed to escape."So what is the plan?" She heard his voice from behind her."What else than to make sure we get out of here." She immediately crouched to his level. "I think it's best if we act it up, like act as if you're having a heart attack or something.""Would that work? I mean there is a higher possibility that it won't work at all.""Well we have no other option but to try." She revealed and sighed. "I just want to leave this place before it's too late," she replied."How can you do that?" "Simply by act, exactly what I just told you. That would be the simplest way out of here and you know I'm telling the truth.""I guess you're correct but I think guards wouldn't fall for such tricks immediately.""Then it's our job to make them fall. Look, I'm trying my best to leave here and you and I know how impossible it
"Hello…" She called him but he refused to speak to her or even turn to look at her."Aren't you… aren't you the physician who treated me?" Jasmine asked as she approached him and began to speak to him.After hearing that, he turned his eyes but didn't turn to look at her."What are you doing here sir? Did Sebastian send you here after he got stabbed or who did?" Jasmine asked him and on hearing that, Andrew turned to look at who was talking to him."You….I recognize you. Why are you here? Who brought you here?" Andrew asked her as soon as he saw Jasmine and recognized her."It was not a funny experience sir. I got kidnapped and ended up here." Jasmine replied simply."And no one has come to save you?" He asked in surprise."Yes, no one did and I even doubt if anyone even knows that I went missing." She replied again."And how is what you are saying even possible? Was Dylan the one that put you here? What did you do to him for him to keep you here ?" He asked her but she just sighed."
She leaned against the cool surface and waited for the dizziness to subside. That smell... She remembered it somewhere but couldn't put her finger on it. Her eyes focused on the wall again and she realized that it was getting lighter. She looked around cautiously but everything seemed normal.Nothing was out of place and the floor was covered by the carpet. Everything looked exactly the same. Except for the feeling in the air. It felt thick and oppressive but at the same time warm and comfortable.The strange scent began to disappear when a bright light appeared.No shadows. No dark shapes. Just light. It was definitely coming from the windows, which were open. How did it get open without opening it first? The only explanation was that somebody opened it. Or perhaps... she thought as a shiver ran through her. The smell was getting stronger. She closed her eyes and concentrated on listening closely.Except that the smell continued, stronger and stronger. Was that what she smelled ear