Back at the palace, the adults had gathered together in one of the big reception rooms in the palace. The children were told to be at their rooms. But they insisted on staying at the twin's room until they wake up.The door opened and the couple Elsa and Bob came rushing in with an anxious expression. "We have heard of what happened." Elsa said with a concerned tone. "How are the imperial children?" "We let our son Damien join the other children." Bob said. "I am sure that he is also worried for his cousins." "Thank you for your concern, Elsa and Bob." Isabella welcomed them with a hug. "The children are fine, thank goodness." "They are brave young children, so I will not worry too much about them." Bob smirked. "They got their bravery from their parents." "Thank you for the compliment and welcome back." Ragnar also welcomed the couple with a hugged. "You have come at a bad timing, but I am happy that you are here." "We are sorry for being late as such a crucial hour." Elsa apol
The next morning, the children were all gathered in one room, and that was Karl and Amanda’s room. The twins were still sound asleep on Karl’s bed inside his room . "It has been a while since they were sleeping?" Erica who was seating beside Amanda’s bedside said. "I hope they are alright." "My mom said they are doing fine." Sky was seating on the couch 🛋️ that was taken from the twin's common reception area for the children to sit down. "Your mom is an imperial doctor, so I am sure she is quite capable." Erica said. "But, why are they still asleep. A full night has passed by, and the ball was canceled because they are still asleep." She sighed heavily. "Yes, they are such sleeping beauties." Eric agreed with his twin sister. "I mean, look at Karl’s hair. How did it grow this long? And it has also turned silver." "These two now look identical." Erica said. "It is quite interesting." There was silence in the room once again. "I cannot believe you all have gone through suc
In the afternoon, the palace was bustling with people. Because of the ball that was postponed due to reasons that was not disclosed to the public, the ball was held the next day. The rows of carriages that were lined up from the palace gate to the entrance was quite a distance. The carriages were adorned lavishly for the occasion. Each carriage shows the family crest that owns it. The carriages stop one by one at the palace entrance with people from different families of nobility alighting. All of them were wearing suites and gowns fit for the occasion. They were made and tailored just for today. All of the guests have their individual invitaions that are presented at the palace entrance before entering. The palace was strict for the safety of the event, its guests and especially the imperial family that are the hosts of this occasion. One by one the guests are checked and ushered to the reception hall were the ball will be held.. The guests were at awe looking at the palace decora
Princess Isabella de Novia is the third child and the youngest daughter of King George, the current king of Wales. King George has two older daughters and a son, Crown Prince Williams, the sole heir to the throne of Wales.Isabella's mom served as a maid in the palace. She was the most beautiful woman the king had ever laid his eyes on. He instantly fell in love with her. She had platinum blonde hair and silver eyes; the king fondly called her Snow White. All her beautiful features Isabella inherited at birth.When the queen realized that the maid was having an affair with her husband, the king, she immediately arranged for her to be kicked out of the palace. She knew her position as queen was threatened because she was in no way close to her in beauty. Filled with jealousy and hatred, she banished the maid from the palace. She was never going to share her husband with a common maid. Unknown to everyone, the maid was a few weeks pregnant with the King of Wales.Having been thrown out
Isabelle walked with confidence. She had spent the past weeks practicing how to walk in heels and a ball gown. She walked majestically with her head held high, like a princess would. At the end of the hallway were the stairs leading down to the ballroom of the palace. There, her father, the king, stood waiting for her. His back was facing her, and when she arrived, she stood beside him."Your Majesty, my father and king," she greeted him as a princess would. Holding her skirts with her hands, she did a courtesy."Rise, my daughter," her father ordered.She slowly stood up and looked up at him. Her father was looking at her with surprise and awe. This was the first time he looked at her with so much emotion. In the past, he barely spared her a glance, for fear his wife, the queen, would criticize him and remind him of his infidelity.The servants also looked at her with surprise and amazement. They all stopped what they were doing briefly to shower praises on her.The king cleared his
Phillips and Isabella chatted on the terrace outside. There were only a few people there, as the guests had started taking their leave, so they had ample time to chat privately.Phillips was excited. He talked about his studies and his big plans to work for the kingdom as a court official. He had many plans that would benefit the people of Wales.Isabella enjoyed every bit of the conversation. Her days in the palace were always with Williams, her younger brother. He was heir to the throne, and tutors were always there to teach him many things.The queen, her stepmother, was against Isabella getting the needed education of a princess, saying that she was of low birth and a simple peasant's education would suffice.What she never knew was that Isabella would always sneak into her brother's courtyard to spend time with him. When the personal tutors taught Williams, she learned a lot from them as well. Hence, she was very intelligent.Her knowledge of history, politics, and running the c
A tall young man wearing a black suit with gold trimming emerged from the shadows. He was wearing a golden mask with a dragon mark covering half of his face. His hair was as black as the night, and his eyes were as dark blue as the ocean deep."Who might the gentleman be?" Isabella asked courteously."I am Ragnar of Avalon," he greeted. "I give my greetings to the third princess of Wales." He bowed down, and she replied with a courtesy."Thank you, Sir Ragnar," she said.He looked at her for a while, and she felt a little awkward. His dark blue eyes were fixed on her, and she started to drown in their depth.Ragnar walked toward her and came closer. She was so surprised at the proximity that she involuntarily stepped back and tripped, but he caught her by the hand and pulled her into his embrace."S-sir..." she said awkwardly."I'm sorry to startle you," Ragnar said. "I just wanted to give you this.""A Purple Passion?" she asked in surprise. Purple passions are the rarest kind. They
"Crown Prince?" I asked. That's why his name sounded so familiar; he was one of the princes of Avalon. I knew that the royal family of Avalon had seven princes fighting for the position of crown prince, but I didn't know that they had chosen their crown prince already. And to think the youngest son was chosen to be the crown prince. As far as I knew, he was twenty years old."It's my pleasure to be here, Your Majesty, King George De Novia of Wales," Ragnar replied."You are very bold, as the rumors had said, stealing the first dance of the third princess tonight from her father." Isa's stepmother, the queen, just arrived at the scene. She was staring daggers at Isabella and Ragnar."I am sorry. I didn't know that there was a custom here in Wales that the first dance of the princess should be with her father," Ragnar said with pride, as if he wasn't sorry at all. "I just thought that I would like to dance with the third princess, so I asked her. I hope this didn't offend you, King Geor