Gia woke with a jolt as if realizing she had just made a mistake."Good morning... I mean, good afternoon."Raven’s voice confirmed she had indeed made a huge mistake. His tone was full of satisfaction, cheerful and almost giddy. Of course, Raven thoroughly enjoyed that Gia had fallen into a deep sleep in his arms.Gia stood up, straightening her appearance to salvage what was left of her dignity. She was supposed to still be angry at Raven, not comfortably dozing off in his embrace."How are you feeling?" Gia quickly changed the subject before Raven could ask why a hug meant to last only a moment had extended well into the afternoon.Raven touched his forehead, then shrugged. "Fine… I guess hugs are the best medicine.”Without a word, Gia turned on her heel, intent on leaving. She wasn’t about to endure any further embarrassment."STOP! Okay! I won’t bring it up again. Don’t go!" Raven called out, waving in surrender.Gia shot him a sharp glare and then approached to press a thermome
Raven went to the living room, a fireplace sat at its center, surrounded by scattered bean bags. During the day, they would have a clear view of the towering waterfall on the hill from this room. That night, they could only hear the water roaring in the darkness.Having a house with glass walls had its drawbacks, as the visible darkness outside made Gia feel trapped inside a dark cave. This thought made her panic briefly, but she managed to calm herself down by closing the curtains without needing to join Raven in his room. That nagging feeling crept in as she noticed how her room seemed engulfed by the darkness.Gia sat beside Raven as he leaned back on one of the bean bags.“This story is a fragment of Willow's tale that I mentioned yesterday,” Raven began, opening the story with the name that Gia found most disturbing."Does this story really need to mention her?" Gia asked, clearly not in the mood to hear that name. Gia asked, clearly not in the mood to hear that name. Lonan’s nam
"When I first saw you at that party, I immediately knew you were the wrong choice. You looked like an innocent, kind girl—like a lost kitten caught in the rain. You seemed so dependent on Lonan that I could tell he had done something wrong. He went too far..." Raven rubbed his face in frustration, particularly after glancing at Gia, who was now sitting silently and no longer willing to argue.In her mind, Gia replayed memories of her time with Lonan. Imagining it all as fake no longer filled her with anger; instead, it left her feeling suffocated and in pain.At first, Gia hadn’t taken things seriously. But in the end, she truly fell in love with Lonan. With all the attention he gave, who wouldn't fall in love? Despite his busy schedule, he never forgot to send her caring messages, flowers to lift her spirits, or scarves or gloves when she complained about the cold weather. Lonan knew expensive gifts wouldn't sway Gia. He paid attention to her in the smallest details. Now, those mem
Gia’s brain suddenly froze upon hearing the name mixed with numbers. Willow… a princess?“Their names are different!” Gia exclaimed, in disbelief.“That’s because their mothers are different. Caz and his brother were born from the King’s official wife—the Queen, while Willow… was born from, well, you know what.” Raven shrugged, reluctant to say it aloud. Willow was essentially born outside the palace.“But you know her mother. I mean, you were close,” Gia recalled this detail.“Yes. Willow's mother is a cousin of my mother, and her father, the King, is a relative of mine. I’ve known both of them since I was a child. After my parents died, Willow’s mother took care of me, and her f
Gia actually didn’t want to hear more of Raven’s story. But as Raven lay there, he interpreted Gia’s silence as a sign to continue, and so he did."To put it briefly, there was one family who desired the throne. However, Lindgren's presence obstructed their path, necessitating my death to secure their succession in the event of the Gustaf family's overthrow.""What?" Gia looked at Raven, her expression blank. She had heard Raven’s words clearly, but they barely registered in her mind—they seemed increasingly foreign to her."If King Gustaf falls, it means Caius and his brother lose their claim to the throne. According to the noble lineage, Lindgren—that is, me—would then have the rightful claim. So, they had to eliminate two families to secure that right."
There was no smile on Raven's face. His eyes were serious, unwavering, as Gia looked up at him."Let's get married," Raven repeated, noticing Gia hadn't reacted.Gia tiptoed to touch Raven's forehead, feeling it for any unusual warmth. For a moment, she hoped Raven was suffering from a fever once more, which would at least justify his words."I'm not sick, Haze. I'm not delirious, either. I am fully aware of the situation and am requesting your hand in marriage. I am requesting your hand in marriage now, at this very moment," Raven laughed."But how? ... How would that even work?" Gia stammered."You don’t know how to get married? That’s surprising!" Raven's sarcastic humor returned in full force, now that G
Gia was reading an article on her phone and widened her eyes in shock."Sophie, please tell me this isn't true!" Gia showed her phone to Sophie.The woman, who was in the middle of doing her makeup, frowned. Gia had moved her head for the umpteenth time, defying orders to remain still.Gia was unfamiliar with the entire makeup process. She only went to salons to tidy up her haircut and occasionally enjoyed a spa treatment—though that was mostly because Rose insisted on dragging her along.Sophie paused her task of selecting a dress to glance at the article Gia was pointing at.The article detailed various Swedish wedding customs, and Gia had stumbled upon an absurd fact about an old Swedish wedding tradition.
"Eww... What is this?"Rose exclaimed, her voice a mix of disappointment and frustration as she eyed Gia’s wedding dress. Her reaction immediately raised Sophie's eyebrows, given that she had chosen the dress herself.Gia, however, voiced no complaints, because in her opinion, the dress was stunningly beautiful. The pristine white gown featured a wide skirt with subtle wing-like fabric accents at the waist. The lace, adorned with floral patterns, covered almost the entire surface, including the front waist, the skirt's hem, and the cuffs, and was adorned with gemstones that bore a striking resemblance to diamonds.Gia hoped they weren’t real diamonds because she’d feel incredibly guilty if one fell off and went missing.“It’s so beautiful...
"Yes. Just a few days ago,” Gia answered smoothly, without hesitation. Quite convincing.“And you?” Martha pointed at Matteo. “What happened to Dion?”Gia didn’t know who Dion was, but based on the context, he seemed to be Haakon’s usual bodyguard.“He’s sick. Resting,” Matteo answered coldly and briefly.The sunglasses hid almost all of his facial expressions. The other bodyguard glanced at Matteo. He surely knew it was a lie, but he didn’t interfere.“Really? I didn’t know he was sick. He seemed fine yesterday,” Martha said, looking surprised. She trusted Matteo but was puzzled by the sudden illness.“A severe flu,” Matteo added to clear Martha’s remaining doubts.“What about Natalie?”After hearing Matteo’s reasonable explanation, she turned back to Gia. This time, Gia knew that Natalie was the name of Mette’s usual assistant.“She had a sudden family emergency. They couldn’t be left alone. She left unexpectedly yesterday.”Gia inwardly groaned as she realized she had unintentional
Svvere laughed as he listened to Gia’s criticism.“It’s not pleasant at all. I hate it too,” Svvere said.“Does it have to be like this every year?” Gia questioned the gloomy tradition, secretly wishing Svvere didn’t have to go through it annually. It would be too sad if he did.Svvere nodded with exaggerated enthusiasm. “It’s annoying, isn’t it? But thankfully, Mamma replaced it with another party.”“What do you mean?”“When the formal party ends, Mamma hosts a second birthday party the next day. It’s more relaxed, with just cousins and a few close relatives attending.”“That’s wonderful!”Svvere nodded and smiled, knowing the additional party was meant to cheer him up. No wonder he grew up to be such a cheerful young man despite enduring such odd traditions. Mette had ensured that Svvere’s childhood was as normal as possible.Gia’s admiration for Mette grew a little more. At first, she had judged the family for holding such a stiff and formal birthday party.But while they adhered t
Gia hugged Al one more time before handing him over to Marlow. Sophie and Marlow would take care of them. Eventually, Marlow was summoned back to Geirangerfjord, leaving Sophie unable to handle them alone.Fortunately, Al and Frey no longer relied heavily on breast milk since they ate complementary foods. The frozen breast milk supply was also enough to last for a week.Frey immediately reached out his hand as soon as Gia freed hers. He always felt jealous whenever his older brother received more attention, whether from Gia or Raven.Sensing Gia’s unease, the little girl nestled her head against Gia’s neck and wrapped her arms around it in silence, offering comfort and reassurance.“I’ll be back soon, sweetheart. Wait a little longer. I’ll bring Daddy home,” Gia whispered.Frey missed Raven the most. He often cried and became fussy at night, his only way to express how much he missed his father. Gia understood the meaning behind those cries, which made her feel even more devastated.W
“I think this works,” Sophie said, pulling out two suits—one in blue and the other in black. "Go ahead, try them on."Gia nodded obediently and took the two suits into the fitting room. She complied because she understood the necessity of it all. After checking herself in the mirror twice, Gia finally nodded. The suits Sophie had chosen fit her petite frame perfectly."How is it?" Sophie asked."I think they’re fine," Gia replied."Great! Now all we need is to find a party dress.” With quick movements, Sophie handed the two formal suits to the sales assistant for processing."Add these too," Sophie said, pointing to two more outfits she had picked earlier.Gia was already content with the first two suits, but Sophie thought two were far too few. There was no point in arguing with Sophie about the number of clothes. Gia had to comply, or things would drag on unnecessarily.After paying for the purchases, they moved to another boutique specializing in evening and cocktail dresses.Choos
While waiting for Haakon, they enjoyed lunch. Al and Frey needed extra attention during the meal. Mette happily took over Sophie’s role and helped feed Frey. Matteo, on the other hand, wasn’t exceptionally skilled at this.It was clear that Svvere adored Freya. As he sat beside his mother, watching her feed Frey, his eyes never left her. Several times, Gia noticed him gently stroking Frey’s head with affection.Svvere even tried feeding Frey himself, though his hands were clumsy. When he succeeded, he clapped his hands like he had just won a prestigious competition. Frey’s laughter matched Svvere’s excitement, filling the room with joy.Seeing this warmed Gia’s heart a little. She truly hoped that Haakon would provide the answer she was longing for.“She doesn’t want to anymore. You don’t need to force her,” Gia explained, noticing Svvere’s sad expression when Frey refused to open her mouth again.“Is she full?” Svvere asked.“And she’ll probably feel sleepy soon,” Gia replied, explai
Mette’s residence was just as Gia remembered it, though perhaps a bit livelier now that flowers were beginning to bloom in the garden in front of the house. The last time she visited was during autumn when the garden looked much barer.“He’s the prince of Norway?” Matteo still seemed unable to believe that Gia could be close to someone of such stature. He had underestimated Lindgren’s influence before.Gia nodded. “Haakon, Mette’s husband, is the heir to the throne of Norway.”“Let’s see how this unfolds,” Matteo ended the discussion as the car stopped.Al clung tightly to Gia as they got out of the car. The boy always seemed uncomfortable in unfamiliar environments. On the other hand, Frey didn’t seem to care—especially since he was fast asleep in Matteo’s arms.The staff welcomed Gia the first time she visited. Today was special. She saw Mette standing at the main door; naturally, Svvere was with her.“Gia!” Svvere shouted, running toward her. The noise disturbed Frey, but Matteo ca
“It’s colder here,” Gia murmured. She had gotten used to Italy’s climate and forgotten that Norway was several degrees cooler.Italy’s spring temperature hovered below twenty degrees Celsius, but Norway was likely below fifteen. Gia was thankful she had dressed Al and Frey warmly enough.Jasper greeted them on the runway with Max. Their group was quite large, so he had prepared two cars. Besides Matteo, Gia brought Sophie along, as she was the only one who could help her manage the twins. Marlow had stayed behind in Italy and would only join them if necessary.“Geirangerfjord.”Gia pronounced their destination fluently as the car started moving, recalling how patiently Raven had taught her to say the name correctly.A wave of nostalgia hit Gia. Although she had left this country over a year ago, her memories of Norway remained vivid.She remembered how chaotic her emotions were when she first came here. Yet this country was also where she and Raven had gotten married, and it held a sp
Gia’s hands trembled as she listened to the dial tone. The long-distance call only played monotonously, indicating that Caius wasn’t answering.“Is he ignoring you?” Matteo asked.Gia wanted to say yes, but she trusted Caius more than that. So she called again.“Maybe he’s busy,” Gia said, trying to comfort herself while giving Matteo an excuse.The second call nearly crushed Gia’s hope. It, too, was nothing but an endless ringing tone without an answer. But just as the call was about to end, she finally heard a response.“Gia.”“Caz…”“I can’t help you.”Before Gia could even State," her request, Caius cut her off. He had already heard about Raven and guessed why Gia was calling.“I’m not asking for much. I just want to meet your father.”Caius let out a dry, bitter laugh at Gia’s request. “He won’t even meet me, Gia. How could I possibly get you an audience with him? He’s furious because I sided with Raven and didn’t take Willow’s side. I could’ve initially reported your marriage to
Gia honestly forgot about it. The warmth and happiness that had enveloped her these past few months made her unwilling to recall such unpleasant memories.Her mind effortlessly sorted out the fact that Raven was a fugitive and buried it deep in the back of her head. She refused to let that thought disrupt her happiness. But now, that very fact struck her, shattering the beautiful picture of her life at an unexpected moment. It destroyed the perfect world she had tried so hard to maintain.Gia crouched, crossing her arms over her chest, squeezing her arms and shoulders to keep herself conscious.She couldn’t allow herself to faint. Gia kept hurting her own body to stay awake. The pain from her tight grip was enough to hold on to the fragments of her sanity, preventing it from being consumed by panic and fear for the future.“Gia, what’s wrong?” Aria asked when she saw Gia’s phone fall to the floor. She got up and approached her, clueless about what was happening.“What’s wrong? Don’t d