Oh my god is this arc long! I'll have to make a part C for this, or the chapter would get too long and be super difficult to unlock! Anyway, please let me know your thoughts of the story so far, my lovely readers! I would really appreciate it!
Mother of— I look over my shoulder to find Arzen, dressed to the nines. I might’ve been impressed by his attire of white with touches of gold if I didn’t know he dresses like that almost every day. The only thing different about his today is the little golden hoop dangling from his left ear. I didn
Behind the two of them, the three princes stand tall. Or well, two of them. Gorge really looks like he’s trying, but his shoulders are getting more hunched by the second. Theobald is looking down on everyone from his place at the stage. Lukas looks the most at home at the attention leveled at them.
He just entered, but since the Emperor and the Royal family are here, he’s supposed to greet them first— Warm fingers wrap around mine and he goes down on one knee. His gaze is smoldering in its intensity as he looks up at me, the touch of his lips a feathery brush on my skin. “My Lady,” Zen’s voi
I forgot Zen could be like that too, someone who could look at you and walk past you as if you don’t even exist. His eyes flicker to me, and Zen raises a brow. I push those thoughts to the back of my mind. It’s no use thinking things like that right now. “Zen,” I lean towards him, whispering “Shou
Even so, it’s been a decade, and the House of Sigmond can never return to what it was before it was brought down. It’s been a decade too long. Zen looks entirely too alone on the stage, in front of the emperor. “Do you, son of Ricardius Sigmond, whose forefathers served the crown until the last of
“It gives me a great sense of security, to have the House of Sigmond standing with the church and the crown, especially in such uncertain times.” The Emperor has settled back in the throne, and an attendant has taken the key from me for safe-keeping. That should be fine, I hope, given it was right
“This Banquet has turned out so interesting already,” Arzen continues “The Archbishop was just telling his Majesty about the gift Lady Dinah has prepared for this day.” He doesn’t turn his face to us, nor do I turn my eyes to look at him, but I can just hear his stupid haughty smile in his voice.
I curse under my breath “I’m not ready yet!” “You’d better be.” The Empress is standing above us before I can blink “Your Majesty!” I stand hurriedly to curtsy “You said it’d be just after this song ends, but it hasn’t yet— “It takes time to move everything into place.” The Empress says, her voic