That night I had a dream. I was running, terrified. I was running for my life, and something was chasing me. Something dark. Something with intent to kill. I couldn't see it but I could feel its presence. It wanted me. It was hungry and angry and it wouldn't stop hunting me until it caught me. I ran so fast that I stumbled on my own feet and fell. It was close now; it would catch me. A dark figure slowly appeared from the shadows. It had red eyes and horns. Black horns, curling like the
devils. It stretched its hands toward me. I could see its nails that looked more like claws. They were coming closer. I shrieked a high, panicked sound. It had caught me, and now it was shaking me. "My Lady! My Lady!" a gentle voice urged. I shot my eyes open with a gasp and found Lucian looming over me. "You're ok," He assured, brushing something away from my face. "It was just a dream."I was panting and sweat dripped down my face. I was scared and confused. Lucian pulled me to his chest. He held me in his arms and stroke my hair. "It's alright." He whispered softly. "Relax and sleep." Eventually, as I lay in his arms, my heartbeat returned to a steady rhythm and I fell asleep once again. When I woke up a few maids were already in the room but there was no sign of Lucian. I was surprised at the fact that I was still untouched, I thought he would wake me up. He hadn't even tried. He must have been tired from the long journey, but tonight there was no escape. Maybe I should talk to him and tell him that I wasn't ready yet, I thought. The question was how. I got out of the bed and the maids helped me bathe and get dressed. "His Highness wants you to join him for breakfast, My Lady," One of the maids informed when she was done with my hair. "Lead the way," I said. The maid led me to the garden just outside the room. There Lucian was standing with his back toward me and his arms crossed behind his back. "Your Highness?" He turned around and I couldn't understand why my heart skipped a beat. "My Lady, did you have a good night's sleep?" "I did, Your Highness. How about you?" He probably didn't, but it felt courteous to ask. I must have disturbed him with my dream. "I slept well. Do you mind having breakfast with me?" I didn't expect him to be so polite. "I would love to," I answered with a smile. The breakfast smelled and looked delicious. There were several dishes and their food wasn't much different from ours back home. But, because of the knots in my stomach that still refused to go away, I couldn't eat much. Instead, I would glance at the garden now and then. It was beautiful. There was a gorgeous range of flowers; roses, daisies, daffodils. Carved hedged depicted strange shapes all around the space. We had a beautiful garden back home too, but it was nothing compared to this. Suddenly Lucian stood up from his seat and walked over to me, holding his hand out for me to grasp. "Walk with me," he said and I blushed. He must have noticed me ogling the garden, but how could I not. Back home I rarely went outside because of my fathers' strict rules and now I was walking through the most beautiful garden I have ever seen. "You never go out?" he asked, with a curious expression. "No, my father would not allow it." "So you have always been at home?" "Yes," was my short reply. "Well, you can walk around here anytime. It's our personal garden" He said with a charming smile. "Really?" My voice was colored with excitement and surprise. He nodded. Wow, if here's our personal garden does it means the inner one is private or what ? After walking for a while in silence, I decided now was the best time to bring up the consummation. "Your Highness?" "Yes?" "About the wedding consummation, I...I'm not ready yet." I looked down quickly, afraid to meet his gaze. My heart pounded in my ears as I waited for an answer. A laugh, an angry exclamation, anything. "I know, it's alright," he said gently. I looked up in surprise and breathed out in relief. "I could just go to one of my mistresses to satisfy my needs." He added. The smile on my face died and I clenched my fists. Why was I getting angry? He could go wherever he wanted and fool around with whoever he wanted. He could go to hell. Suddenly he laughed. What was so funny? "If you don't want me to go, then tell me." He said leaning closer. "I don't want you to go" I repeated. Shocked at my own outburst, I put a hand over my mouth. He laughed again. Eventually, he stopped laughing. "Ava." he said stepping closer and gazing into my eyes. "I promise you one thing and I will stand by my word. I will treat you well." He then took my hand in his and kissed my knuckles, his flaming eyes never leaving mine. My heart fluttered inside my chest. Dropping my hand,"I have to go, make yourself at home." He said before walking away. ******** A maid showed me around. The castle had several quarters. Every prince and his family had their own quarters and their own household staff, including servants, cooks, and guards. I had already looked around our personal garden and I especially liked the white swing with a ceiling, surrounded by white and pink roses in a half-circle. We then went through the halls that led to several smaller halls. The smaller halls had several doors that led to different rooms. One hall led to the kitchen, the pantry, and the storeroom. Another hall led to the guest room and the dining room, and another one led to the library and study. There were several other halls, but we went through the hall that led to our private chamber and the bathrooms. Inside our chamber, there were doors that led to other rooms. The maid opened one of them and I went inside. It was the dressing room from yesterday. "This is the boudoir. It's your personal room when you want to be alone, My Lady." She explained. "His Highness has one too." She continued gesturing to the door at the other end of the room. I decided to take a look once the maid left but the door was locked. Why did he lock his room? As I walked out of the chamber, a little boy bumped into my leg and fell backward. He stood up quickly. "I am sorry, My Lady," he said, wide-eyed. "It's Alright" I smiled. He had short blonde hair and his big brown eyes stared innocently at him. "Who are you?" "I am Prince Xender's son. My name is Levi, My lady." I couldn't help but smile at his cuteness. "I am looking for uncle Lucian." He called him by his first name. They must be very close I thought. "His Highness is not here," I said with a gentle smile. "Do you want to leave a message for him? I am his wife." "Can I wait for him here?" He asked with a hopeful look in his eyes. "Yes, of course. Come," I said and led him to the garden. "I am having lunch soon; are you hungry?"He nodded. "Sit down," I urged. The maids served us lunch - including baked potatoes and grilled chicken with vegetables. "Please don't tell my father I have been here, My Lady." He pleaded. "Father doesn't like me being here." "Why not?" I asked curious. "He says Uncle Lucian is a bad man." Bad man? Why would his brother say something like that about him? "Then why don't you listen to your father? Why don't you stay away?" I asked, treading carefully. "Because I like being with uncle Lucian. He is nice to me even though he's not nice anymore." He said timidly. "Why not?" "I don't know, he just tells me I shouldn't be here, he tells me to go away." He looked hurt. "What about the rest of your uncles? Why don't you accompany them?" "I just like uncle Lucian." "Levi!" someone shouted and shortly after a woman barged in. The maids behind her, wore an apologetic look on their face. I stood up from my seat, and the woman looked me up and down. "Mother," Levi said stiffly, standing up. "Come here!" She ordered, and he walked up to her. She put a hand on his shoulder. "I told you not to come here," She scolded him. "Go now." Levi left running away quickly. Poor child, I thought. The woman then turned to me. "I am Princess Elsa, the Crown Prince's first wife," She said straightening her shoulders and neck as if challenging me with her superiority. "It's nice to meet you, Princess Elsa. I am Princess Ava," I replied courteously, trying my best to not offend her. I didn't want conflict this early on. "My son won't disturb you anymore," she said, with finality. "Feel free to visit if you ever feel alone, my quarter is next to yours." "Maybe I will," I said, and then she turned around elegantly with a turned around elegantly with a high chin and left. After having my lunch I went to the white swing in the garden and lay down while looking up the sky. I had many questions and thoughts that bothered me. Why would Lucian's brother say something like that about him? My first day in this palace, they looked as though they were willing to attack each other. I remembered the menacing look in Lucian's eyes,so different from the soft look he gave me today when he kissed my hand. My heart fluttered at the memory. "What makes you smile so?" A familiar voice came from nearby. "Your Highness." I inclined my head. He had surprised me. I moved over to create a space for him on the seat. He took a seat beside me and put one arm over the seat back. "How was your day?" "It was fine Your Highness...I mean Lucian." I corrected myself. He just smiled. "Your nephew was here," I added. His only reply was a short 'hmm'. "He said his father wouldn't be happy to know he was here." "Yes, my brothers don't like me," Lucian replied, devoid of emotion. "Why?" "Haven't you heard the rumors? that I'm the 'devil's son.' "But you're not...?" I trailed off,confused... trying to figure out. He just looked at me for a while before finally reply "I don't know."Once they arrived at their chamber Lucian noticed that Hazel had a frown on her face."Is everything alright?" He asked."Yes," She said her gaze slowly turning to the window. "Can I go outside to thegarden?"Lucian noticed that she liked being outside, so he decided to take her not only outsidethe room but outside the castle. Her eyes twinkled when he told her about it.In the courtyard stood the stables, and he led her inside to show her his own horse, abeautiful chestnut with a white star on his yank."Can you ride?" He asked her."No" she replied, embarrassed."Then you should ride with me." He suggested.Hazel nodded.Lucian helped her up and she sat behind him on the horse. "Hold on."She seemed to hesitate, but then ever so slowly she put her arms around his waist andheld him lightly, almost not touching. But as soon as they started riding, her griptightened, pressing her soft and warm body against his back."Is it too fast?""No," she replied but her tight hold around his
His voice, his scent, the warmth of his body, all filled my senses and made me unable to think clearly. Before I knew he was carrying me to our chamber, and then laid me down on the bed. Bed? Wait, no!He lay down next to me and when I tried to get up, he put an arm around my shoulders and held me down."Lay still and let me hold you," he said, taking his arm away from my shoulders and putting them around my waist instead."Why?""Because I like holding you and you like it when I do that" he replied."And how would you know?" I said, a teasing lilt to my voice."What? You don't like it?" I was afraid that if I said I liked it he would want to take it to the next level, but I didn't want to lie either."It's... alright" I said cautiously, a shy smile making its way to my face. He grabbed my chin and made me turn around to face him."Is my touch just alright?"He let go of my chin and traced with his fingers down my neck and up my shoulder, removing my robe from one side. My pulse quick
"You are not the only one who wants to treat someone well," I said, ignoring the pain his grip caused. He looked at me for a while. The flames in his eyes slowly dying and their color becoming golden again. He let go of my neck and looked down as if regretting what he had just done. "You should... take your shirt off," I said. Walking back to the bed, he ripped his shirt open, showing a perfectly toned stomach and chest. The muscles in his arm twitched as he lay down on the bed. "Are you just going to stare?" he asked. Embarrassed I hurried to the bed, sat down, and started cleaning his wounds. This was horrible. The wounds seemed deep and they would probably leave scars on his back. It must have hurt a lot. Was his family always so cruel to him? And I had thought my family were too cruel. I wondered what his childhood was like. Was he always like this? Rejected by his family, bullied and punished? He must have been so lonely. "Why are you crying?" A tear fell down my cheek. Am I
My entire life, I've been waiting for this day. I always knew that I was never going to marry whom I want to marry because I'm a woman and a princess, I have no right to choose whom I will marry. Hell no, I have no right at all. My opinion doesn't matter to anyone, not even my own family. Infact my father saw me as a tool to get more power and alliance. To get alliance with the kingdom of Verenthia (a very power kingdom) by marrying me to one of their prince. A princess life isn't like it seems. Yeah, a prince can marry for alliance but if he didn't like his wife, he can equally marry as many wives as he wants and many mistresses too. But the case of the princess is different, once you are married, you are married no going back. You have to endure seeing your husband get married to many other women when he eventually gets tired of you. You have no say and you have to be loyal to avoid being killed. My body boil in anger, why is the law unfair. Why do a prince have so much po
We rode home in silence. I hated it because it made me nervous, and gave me time to think of what was waiting once we arrived. The wedding consummation. I had never even touched a man before, father made sure of that, and now I would... I shook my head. You're scaring yourself, I scolded myself. Maybe he would spare me tonight if he had someone else to be with. "Your Highness?" "Yes?" "Do you have another wife, Your Highness?" I asked. I shouldn't have. It was none of my business. Mother had told me to be careful not to ask a prince such questions, but I didn't care. I needed to know what was waiting for me once we reached home. He turned his gaze to me and narrowed his eyes. Did he get angry? "No, I don't." He answered slowly. I was surprised that I felt relieved when I shouldn't have. This would only mean that I would have to spend the night with him. I shivered at the thought. "But I have many mistresses." He finished. Oh, of course. Why didn't I think about it? He
Now everywhere was intensed as we sat on the family dining table for a family meal. I was already feeling uncomfortable by the awkward silent. Lucian was eating along side with his brothers and wives with the king. I took a porch of meal in my mouth as I chew it voidly. Then I started feeling hot, my body was burning, my dress was wet. I felt my leg trembled under the table. Lucian noticed this because he was sitting next to me, still gazing at his meal, he slowly reach for my hand under the table and squeezed it carefully. I stared at him, he was indeed enchanting. Once you look at him, it's quite difficult to avert your gaze. I smiled as I gazed at his eyes, it gave me a little hope. It made me feel better. "So little brother. How was it" One of the prince winked at him. He was the second son "She's beautiful, how were you able to find such a beautiful damsel. She's too beautiful to be your wife. I believe she's too good on the bed" The first prince, Xender laughed giving me
Lucian stare blankly at Ava. They were sitting in the garden. He was surprised again, this woman never ceased to amaze him. He still couldn't believe she stood that horrifying scene. His inner demon has been disturbing him lately, he needs blood and he needed to feed him before it gets out of hand. Ava was the first person that wasn't afraid of him. He hated the fact that everyone was afraid of him. Immediately Ava gaze met him, he quickly averted his pretending to be staring beside her. "Why didn't you run away?" He asked cozily. Slowly turning to stare at her "Huh!?????...erm, nothing. Why would I run away." Ava stuttered quickly averting her gaze from him. "I shouldn't have allowed you see that, don't stay close next time ." Lucian said lightly "See Lucian, you are my husband. There's nothing both of us can do about it. So, I don't see any reason why I should be far from you. Of course I was scared but you are my husband so I have to stick to that and
"You are not the only one who wants to treat someone well," I said, ignoring the pain his grip caused. He looked at me for a while. The flames in his eyes slowly dying and their color becoming golden again. He let go of my neck and looked down as if regretting what he had just done. "You should... take your shirt off," I said. Walking back to the bed, he ripped his shirt open, showing a perfectly toned stomach and chest. The muscles in his arm twitched as he lay down on the bed. "Are you just going to stare?" he asked. Embarrassed I hurried to the bed, sat down, and started cleaning his wounds. This was horrible. The wounds seemed deep and they would probably leave scars on his back. It must have hurt a lot. Was his family always so cruel to him? And I had thought my family were too cruel. I wondered what his childhood was like. Was he always like this? Rejected by his family, bullied and punished? He must have been so lonely. "Why are you crying?" A tear fell down my cheek. Am I
His voice, his scent, the warmth of his body, all filled my senses and made me unable to think clearly. Before I knew he was carrying me to our chamber, and then laid me down on the bed. Bed? Wait, no!He lay down next to me and when I tried to get up, he put an arm around my shoulders and held me down."Lay still and let me hold you," he said, taking his arm away from my shoulders and putting them around my waist instead."Why?""Because I like holding you and you like it when I do that" he replied."And how would you know?" I said, a teasing lilt to my voice."What? You don't like it?" I was afraid that if I said I liked it he would want to take it to the next level, but I didn't want to lie either."It's... alright" I said cautiously, a shy smile making its way to my face. He grabbed my chin and made me turn around to face him."Is my touch just alright?"He let go of my chin and traced with his fingers down my neck and up my shoulder, removing my robe from one side. My pulse quick
Once they arrived at their chamber Lucian noticed that Hazel had a frown on her face."Is everything alright?" He asked."Yes," She said her gaze slowly turning to the window. "Can I go outside to thegarden?"Lucian noticed that she liked being outside, so he decided to take her not only outsidethe room but outside the castle. Her eyes twinkled when he told her about it.In the courtyard stood the stables, and he led her inside to show her his own horse, abeautiful chestnut with a white star on his yank."Can you ride?" He asked her."No" she replied, embarrassed."Then you should ride with me." He suggested.Hazel nodded.Lucian helped her up and she sat behind him on the horse. "Hold on."She seemed to hesitate, but then ever so slowly she put her arms around his waist andheld him lightly, almost not touching. But as soon as they started riding, her griptightened, pressing her soft and warm body against his back."Is it too fast?""No," she replied but her tight hold around his
That night I had a dream. I was running, terrified. I was running for my life, and something was chasing me. Something dark. Something with intent to kill. I couldn't see it but I could feel its presence. It wanted me. It was hungry and angry and it wouldn't stop hunting me until it caught me. I ran so fast that I stumbled on my own feet and fell. It was close now; it would catch me. A dark figure slowly appeared from the shadows. It had red eyes and horns. Black horns, curling like the devils. It stretched its hands toward me. I could see its nails that looked more like claws. They were coming closer. I shrieked a high, panicked sound. It had caught me, and now it was shaking me. "My Lady! My Lady!" a gentle voice urged. I shot my eyes open with a gasp and found Lucian looming over me. "You're ok," He assured, brushing something away from my face. "It was just a dream."I was panting and sweat dripped down my face. I was scared and confused. Lucian pulled me to his chest. He held
Lucian stare blankly at Ava. They were sitting in the garden. He was surprised again, this woman never ceased to amaze him. He still couldn't believe she stood that horrifying scene. His inner demon has been disturbing him lately, he needs blood and he needed to feed him before it gets out of hand. Ava was the first person that wasn't afraid of him. He hated the fact that everyone was afraid of him. Immediately Ava gaze met him, he quickly averted his pretending to be staring beside her. "Why didn't you run away?" He asked cozily. Slowly turning to stare at her "Huh!?????...erm, nothing. Why would I run away." Ava stuttered quickly averting her gaze from him. "I shouldn't have allowed you see that, don't stay close next time ." Lucian said lightly "See Lucian, you are my husband. There's nothing both of us can do about it. So, I don't see any reason why I should be far from you. Of course I was scared but you are my husband so I have to stick to that and
Now everywhere was intensed as we sat on the family dining table for a family meal. I was already feeling uncomfortable by the awkward silent. Lucian was eating along side with his brothers and wives with the king. I took a porch of meal in my mouth as I chew it voidly. Then I started feeling hot, my body was burning, my dress was wet. I felt my leg trembled under the table. Lucian noticed this because he was sitting next to me, still gazing at his meal, he slowly reach for my hand under the table and squeezed it carefully. I stared at him, he was indeed enchanting. Once you look at him, it's quite difficult to avert your gaze. I smiled as I gazed at his eyes, it gave me a little hope. It made me feel better. "So little brother. How was it" One of the prince winked at him. He was the second son "She's beautiful, how were you able to find such a beautiful damsel. She's too beautiful to be your wife. I believe she's too good on the bed" The first prince, Xender laughed giving me
We rode home in silence. I hated it because it made me nervous, and gave me time to think of what was waiting once we arrived. The wedding consummation. I had never even touched a man before, father made sure of that, and now I would... I shook my head. You're scaring yourself, I scolded myself. Maybe he would spare me tonight if he had someone else to be with. "Your Highness?" "Yes?" "Do you have another wife, Your Highness?" I asked. I shouldn't have. It was none of my business. Mother had told me to be careful not to ask a prince such questions, but I didn't care. I needed to know what was waiting for me once we reached home. He turned his gaze to me and narrowed his eyes. Did he get angry? "No, I don't." He answered slowly. I was surprised that I felt relieved when I shouldn't have. This would only mean that I would have to spend the night with him. I shivered at the thought. "But I have many mistresses." He finished. Oh, of course. Why didn't I think about it? He
My entire life, I've been waiting for this day. I always knew that I was never going to marry whom I want to marry because I'm a woman and a princess, I have no right to choose whom I will marry. Hell no, I have no right at all. My opinion doesn't matter to anyone, not even my own family. Infact my father saw me as a tool to get more power and alliance. To get alliance with the kingdom of Verenthia (a very power kingdom) by marrying me to one of their prince. A princess life isn't like it seems. Yeah, a prince can marry for alliance but if he didn't like his wife, he can equally marry as many wives as he wants and many mistresses too. But the case of the princess is different, once you are married, you are married no going back. You have to endure seeing your husband get married to many other women when he eventually gets tired of you. You have no say and you have to be loyal to avoid being killed. My body boil in anger, why is the law unfair. Why do a prince have so much po