Princess Isabella is an illegitimate daughter of King George II of Wales. Born by a royal maid whom the king fell in love with. Her very existence was a reminder of the king’s unhappy marriage to the trophy queen. When her mother died, she was forced to come live with her father the king and his household. Will she survive the harsh realities that awaits her? Or will she forever pay for the mistake of her parents?
view more[Isabella’s POV] Ragnar has been spending time with me in my courtyard since this morning. He haven’t left my side since then. "Eric, are you not busy today?" I asked while sipping my tea. Midday has gone by. Ragnar and I are leisurely taking our time indoors, drinking afternoon tea with some snacks. He was sitting across me at the tea table. "I have finished all my work beforehand. And so, I have time to spend it with my beloved fiancee." Ragnar1 said while sipping his tea. "And you just had such a bad experience last night. Of course I would want to accompany and comfort you." I remembered what happened last night. Last night there was an assasination attempt towards me. Good thing Philip and Ragnar were there to help me out. I internally sighed to myself. ’I am still soft hearted.’ I know fully well that the men last night were bad and ready to do bad things towards me. But I still hesitated to take their lives with my own hands. "What are you thinking?" Ragnar asked me
General Bruce was pushing his horse to gain speed. He had a bad feeling when he saw thick smoke come up from the direction of the camp.Not long his horse came into the clearing. There he saw the camp that his west army set up. He saw smoke coming up from burned tents. There was no one on sight."Hiyah!" He let his horse gallop towards the camp.General Bruce’s heart was pounding like drums inside his chest. He remembered his wife who had come to the camp prior to him. ’Is she alright, is she safe?’ These thoughts were swirling inside his head."Anyone here?" General Bruce shouted. "Anyone, please answer me!"The general got off his horse. He pulled out his sword and treaded slowly. The camp seems to be deserted. He looked at the tents that have been burned, they were still some embers left burning.While walking slowly, he assessed what had happened. He deduced that the fire broke out at dawn, and because the tents were made of flamable materials, it burned instantly. The fire ate a
General Bruce escaped the battle between his men and the royal knights that was led by General Marcus."We should have won that confrontation." General Bruce said with gritted teeth. He clenched the horses reigns with anger. “If those men in black uniform didn’t come to help them, we should have won."General Bruce was full of regret. He lost a lot of trusted and loyal men and the ones that were still alive sacrificed themselves so that he could escape."Do not worry, I will avenge all of you. I will surely take the throne and let them pay ten fold." General Bruce swore.General Bruce maybe hungry for power, but he still values his men’s loyalty and honor. He believes that every ruler should have trusted men around him, and an army backing him. That is why he had nurtured his west army so much because it will be his power.While his horse was galloping, General Bruce noticed smoke in the direction of his army’s camp. His heart beated fast in nervousness. He knew that such big smoke co
Not long after General Bruce escaped, the men of the west army surrendered. Their numbers were now few, the remaining that are alive were taken as prisoners.“General, all of those that are still alive have surrendered. They are all tied up and captured.”The captain that led the Midnight platoon said. He was a young man in his mid or late twenties.General Marcus looked at the captain meticulously. These were prince Ragnar’s men from Avalon. He has heard the rumors about the Midnight army that is personally led by the crown prince himself.It is said that these men were hand picked and trained personally by the crown prince of Avalon. These men’s backgrounds were unkown, thus they cannot be used against their own master. These men are sworn to their master himself, their loyalty is binded with their oath. It is said that there is only one way to get out of the Midnight Army, and it is only when you are dead and not breathing anymore.General Marcus has seen the ferociousness of the Mi
Both parties held their swords, pointing them at their opponents in the opposite side. The men were wearing serious looks, readying themselves on the enemies attack. "Charge!" The men from the west army roared. "Charge!" The royal knights replied with their own battle cry.The men on horses charged towards one another. Not long, both of the armies met and the sounds of swords skirmishing was heard.The men from both parties were fighting hard, not one was letting the other get the upper hand. At first, they look equal in strength. But after some time, a difference in abilities could be seen.The west army’s soldiers were all trained in warfare. They are commoners who enlisted to have financial support for their families. Some of them joined the last war when they were young, making them more experienced in the battle field. Such experienced soldiers trained the new recruits of the west army, making them more knowledegable in fighting opponents. They are also stationed at areas whe
The sun was just about to rise when the carriage boarded by general Bruce and his wife left his estate.As general Bruce planned, they travelled light with only one horse carriage. Their fortune and valuables were taken in a different route out of the capital. "It’s quiet." General Bruce exclaimed with a confused face. "What do you mean by quiet dear?" His wife asked in confusion. "It is not yet day break, so there are no people out in the streets by this time." "I know that. But I don’t like it. It is too quiet." General Bruce gritted his teeth. "You, soldier." He called a soldier in horse back that was escorting them. "Yes general?" The soldier pulled his reigns and got near the carriage window. "Is the west army at the location I have ordered them to be?" The general asked. "Yes general. They are just a few kilometers away from the walls of the capital." The soldier replied. "They are on standby, awaiting orders from you my lord."General Bruce nodded in satisfaction. Once th
[General Bruce Estate]It’s almost day break, everyone was in disarray. It was still dawn and the sky was still dark. The staff and maids of the estate were busy moving things inside the carraiges. "Come on, pick up the pace you damn servants!" General Bruce scolded.Two of the male servants are seen carrying a heavy chest."Be careful with that. The contents of that chest are precious. Not even your lives can pay for it if you damage them." The general glared at the two servants."Dear, what is happening." The wife of the general asked. "Why are we leaving the capital in a hurry?”"What I am doing now is to save our lives." General Bruce replied. He was wearing a bitter face."Did something happened to our business?”The wife asked. “Did the king caught wind of our illegal business?”"It’s because of that brat crown prince of Avalon, Ragnar. He knew that I was the one that ordered the assasination towards his fiancee, princess Isabella." General Bruce said. “His information network i
"This is not good." Ragnar parted his lips from mine. "If I go on any further, I am afraid I can’t stop myself from eating you up." He smiled.My cheeks felt flushed after our kiss. Ragnar’s words made me shy instantly. "T-Then let’s talk about something else. So we won’t do unnecessary things." I suggested. "That sounds good." Ragnar nodded in agreement. "Then what should we talk about?"Ragnar adjusted his seating position. He sat beside me with his back leaning against the bed frame. I on the other hand, was nestled in his broad chest with his arms encircled my waist perfectly. "You know who is behind the assassination attempt against me, right?" I asked him. Ragnar’s smile quickly faded and his expression became serious. He nodded in confirmation. "Can you tell me who ordered it?" I asked. "It was the queen’s grandfather, General Bruce." Ragnar replied.This I am not surprised. After the incident with Helena, I heard that my step mother the queen was under house arrest. I di
[Isabella’s POV]I open my eyes and see that I was now inside my room, lying on my bed.With only a dim light illuminating my room, my eyes adjusted it’s sight to the darkness. That was when I saw a shadow at the corner of my room.My heart felt like it leaped out of my chest in fright. After my encounter with so much death earlier, I was still jumpy. "Do not worry, it’s only me." It was Ragnar’s voice. After hearing his voice, I sighed in relief.Ragnar stepped out from the shadows, the dim light illuminating his body. He was wearing his casual white shirt and black pants. What caught my eyes was his face. He wasn’t wearing his signature silver mask. His beautiful face was out in the open for me to behold.Ragnar’s clean appearance now is a very far difference from earlier from the blood soaked ’Death.’After Ragnar stepped out from the shadows, he stopped just a few feet away from my bed. He was not coming near me. I look at his face and it has a trace of uncertainty and sadness.
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