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CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE (73)
"Devika!"
"Coming, Grandmother!" A sing-like voice echoed as a response.
Saying that a young girl waddled from the little hut, a little basket hanged on her forehand. She beamed when the uncontaminated zephyr of nature caressed against her white skin, flaunting off the two dimples on both sides of her face.
Devika, daughter of the family, Bhaltair, an impoverished family in the village of Galveston, under the kingdom of Arcelia. Devika, a seventeen years old maiden, had the eyes of a green gem, luxuriant and flora, deeper than the forest, Her hair was midnight-black and it flowed over her shoulders, down to her waist but braided into two buns. She had saccharine sweet lips. They were blossom soft, a ladylike personality. Her languid eyelashes of velvet-black, crescent-shaped eyebrows inclined slightly while her skin was just like the snow, pure and white, unstained and without a scratch, and covering her feminine b
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She didn't try to pay attention nor did she want to but she could perceive the presence even in her slumber. She paid no attention to it as she continued what she was doing, picking flowers into her basket, in a huge flower garden she had been cultivating for the past twenty or more years, she lost count, not that it carried weight. Gradually, she picked up a little rose and brought it to her nose, inhaling the soothing and fresh fragrance of it, she brought it before her gaze, and instantly the red rose turned a pitch black in her arms, and slowly, it faded into ashes and the specks of dust flee across the sky. "He was never like a rose, always been dark" she scoffed and picked up a sunflower, putting it into her basket with a smile. "It's either you come out or I came you" she turned sharply and her eyes flashed a furious shade of gold and a being appeared before her. Skin pale as the
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She was aglow as she stared at the cheval glass on the wall of her tiny boudoir. She brought her hand down and brushed her palm against the soft grain of the ball ensemble that fell reaching her ankles, almost sliding the floor.The skirt fitted snugly against the torso, usually with a low neckline, and blooms out into a full skirt. Her hands traced on the patterns and snowflakedesigns, penny plain yet sophisticated and hand-made.Would the King notice her in her dress, she stared at her reflection once more, taking in the light cosmetics on her face, the way her lips bloomed with the red lips stain, and the way her back hair was tied in a high ponytail, no-frills."Devika?!"Hearing her name, the youthful maiden turned to find her mother standing at the entrance of her chamber, staring at her in awe with her white hand over her mouth.The woman gasped, starin
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The throne hall was high-ceilinged, cavernous, and vast, ornate. Its entrance is made up of two huge silver and golden drapes, to separate it from the royal Halls. The floor was made of different types of marble, with a long darkened pathway trailing from the drapes to the throne.It was like time stopped as she waddled through the huge doors of the throne room, her breathing hooked as all eyes turned in her direction, all staring at her, taking in her sudden arrival but none could see through the silver mask that covered her face. She gulped, gripping her dress, not wanting to seem apprehensive as she raised her dress a bit and walked gracefully into the room.She gazed ahead, towards the altar where the two thrones laid proudly, meant for the King and Queen, made with silver gems and diamonds, glowing in the dimmed atmosphere but the King's throne was vacant, she ignored the void in her chest at the abrupt despair, she made it
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She shimmered extensively as she trailed her fingers on the embankments of the palace. For a second she shirked her rationale for chaperoning the cotillion as she feasted her eyes instead, traipsing around the palace like it was her new home, and for some queerish reason, she felt amicable and homely and for the reason for treading around aimlessly was because her wolf was nagging in her head, yearning for an exploit around the palace. Devika couldn't refuse that, especially when it was her first time being in this place and she wouldn't let such an adventure slip by her. She abruptly came to a stop in front of a garden, she stared in awe at the different flowers. Giggling to herself, she stepped forward, walking in their midst, loving how the moon illuminated on them, making them glow in the dark while the fresh smell of nature lingered in the air. She squatted and picked up a rose, she brushed it up to her nose and inhaled but instead of getting the amazing flowery bouquet from it
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She tossed and turned on her bed, gripping the bedsheets to her chest while soft giggles left her lips. She turned on her side, grinning like a lovestruck pup or the truth was, she was in love and it was already getting to her head. Meeting the King was out from the picture as she met her mate two nights ago when they spend the whole night together, he escorted her back and left from there before dawn. Devika had the best evening of her life as she recall the soft kisses he left on the back of her palm once in a while, the gentleness and the care he had with her, the love and longing in his eyes when he stared at her, it was as if she was the most priceless being on earth and he was just lucky, Devika considered herself the lucky one being blessed with a gentle mate. She squealed loudly, throwing her hands and legs on the bed but that squeal turned into a pout as she realized she didn't get to see the King, she didn't get to see what he truly was. She continued to pout, it was her o
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"I will like to request an audience with the King!" She voiced, staring at the King's special adviser. Staring at him without the mask, Devika noticed how dashing he looked, his body was muscled as she remembered, his jawline was sharp, his eyebrows were thick and straight but his lips were a bit pale, it was like they were losing their color. "You look more beautiful without the mask, My lady" he bowed his head, Devika didn't wonder asking how he could recognize without the mask. There was never a day Devika thought she would step her foot in the Palace, then the Adviser announced the festival, Devika was delighted when she entered that palace that night but she thought that was it and it was the end, she never thought she would come back here till two days ago when the King brought his first courting gift, which she couldn't send that because it would seem disrespectful and then the next day, more gift was sent to her, Devika knew she
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She laid lonely on the bed, she couldn't bring herself up, she felt burdens on her shoulders, she felt heavy and pressed, she felt defeated. Never for once had she expected the King to react that way. He was supposed to understand but everything went wrong but there was no way she would marry the King. She would rather meet her end than face the betrayal of her mate, she wouldn't be able to bear it but what about her family, her mother, her father, and grandmother. What was going to happen to them?Devika sighed, feeling a teardrop roll down her face. She remained still the bed doors of her chambers opened and footsteps walked in but what made her react was the sweet scent that went through her nose, that sandalwood scent that could only come from her mate but unlike last time, it was mixed with a powerful aura, filled with dominance and authority. Her head immediately jerked up and was met with the familiar eyes of the King but in different attires. She slowly
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