Her cat eyes slanted slightly upwards at the sides of her face. She had high cheek bones, not a single blemish or wrinkle upon her fair skin and long dark hair that travelled down her spine to her shoulders.The Queen was a sight one saw in their dreams alone, surreal beauty that you wouldn't even believe could be seen in an actual world. Hazel could tell this woman was quite aged, it was written somewhere in her keen blue eyes that her experience was vast and wide, even though her skin lacked any signs of aging. This woman, is very intimidating. She held her chin high, her stance confident and proud with a back very straightened. How does one groom themselves into such perfection?The King stood rigidly beside her.He was grey and slightly thinning, he wore a dark brown ragalia, his hand firmly upon a staff in his hand.Luca too after his mother a lot more than his father. He had her blue eyes, and cheekbones. Both King and Queen eyed the couple with caution. Inspecting them bot
It's safe to say the entire table was shocked out of their wits. Even Hazel herself could not even understand he she overcame her anxiety and spoke back to the Queen. She suddenly felt as though she should never have spoken at all. She glanced quickly at Luca to guage his reaction. He had a fork in his mouth, but he was smiling slightly. He glanced at her though the corner of his eyes and have her a reassuring smile. The table was still quiet though, the Queen seemed to be in shock, her cheeks reddening with embarrassment. The King was stifling a laugh or so it seemed. His cheeks were all puffed up with food, yet humour was shining in his eyes.Luke had been indifferent ever since dinner begun, infact he seemed pretty occupied with his phone. He obviously did not give even one shit about whatever argument or tension that was brewing at the time right now. He was not even a spectator, he was simply oblivious and unentertained.Lucinda on the other hand had a small frown, Hazel strug
Bedtime came and exhaustion weighed down on Hazel's shoulders.Luca watched her stretch and sigh as they walked to the room, she was clearly very sleepy already. Her eyes were at the verge of completely closing, droopy actually and her footsteps were unsteady and slow. He chuckled lightly as she fell backwards a little into his arms when they got to the door. She clearly did not do so purposefully, she leaned away before he could catch a full whiff of her citrus scent. Grabbing the door handle, she pushed the door open and walked into the room. Night had already falled and the room was mostly dark except for the luminance of the bring moonlight coming from the window. It was a half moon. A realization came to Luca and he swallowed, turning to Hazel."Is something wrong?" She asked him, scouting for her pyjamas in her suitcase.He shook his head, "no." he turned to the door. "Where are you going?" she frowned at him. He shook his head, "nowhere really. I would be back, I just have
Luca did not return that night, Hazel woke up in bed cold and slightly irritated in fact. She had been very sleepy when they arrived the room, and while she changed into her pyjamas, he had left the room, promising to return. Her sleepiness seemed to vanish momentarily the moment the door shut behind him. She felt anxious, afterall they were going to have to share a bed together for the first time since they got married.She had no idea what that would be like, she even feared her anxiety would not let her fall asleep that night.It is not as though she was afraid he would reach out in the middle of the night and grab her or touch her inappropriately. He gave her his word, he would not do anything she did not want, and she trusted it so. He would truly not touch her without her permission, afterall he always avoided her. He might not even want to touch her at all. No,her fear was different.What if she snored a little during the night? Or she woke with drool on her face. Wouldn't th
The village had warm, bustling feel to it.It wasn't a rowdy kind of noisy place like the town she had come from.There was noise as they walked down the road yes, but it was not the annoying sound of a car engine from an old rickety truck that was sure ready to breathe it's last in a garage or loud honking or yelling. It was just children giggling or playing around and adults smiling and engaging in heartfelt discussion.Yet something was odd. With the way they stared at her as she walked down the road beside Lucinda.Some would turn to look at her longer than you should a stranger. She thought maybe it was because of Lucinda, but no it was her eyes they met in a cold gaze. Sometimes she would smile and it would not be returned.She exhaled nervously. Maybe it is because she is a stranger afterall.They are probably not used to have strangers come by often.She was dressed in dark blue jeans and a black tee shirt. Normal. Like almost every other person her age she walked by. Yet it
There was a brief moment of silent after the little girl let out that little outburst. The three ladies stared at her, and she stared right back with a rigid glare.Lucinda cleared her throat awkwardly, placing her glass jar back in the tray.Melissa frowned immediately at the young girl, in the same way a mother would when their child had just used a bad word or said something they are not supposed to say."Mel, why would you say that" she frowned at her, poking her shoulder lightly with her finger "come on now, buzz off, go rinse the blender away immediately." She shooed her away.The girl turned around, reluctantly walking towards the blender to do as she was told.Hazel was still quiet for a moment. She let the little girl's question sink into her. She is just human... Of course she is, what was she supposed to be if not that?"What does she mean?" She asked, brows furrowed slightly as she stared at Melissa.Melissa chuckled awkwardly, swatting her hand in the air in dismissal. "
Hazel was standing in the corner of the shop, starring at the large screen of race cars in front of her as though she was keenly interested, but in truth she could barely see what was in front of her. Her mind was elsewhere, she couldn't help but keep wondering what Freya and Lucinda were discussing.She sensed she was probably the topic of their discussion. Freya's siren-like green eyes were staring at her, she could feel it burning through the side of her faze, but she would turn her eyes to her, her gaze immediately flickers away as though she was never even staring before. Her lips pressed into a thin flat line. An unsettling feeling stirred inside as her as she turned away. She was really curious and wanted to know what those two were saying, she was the one who decided to give them space to discuss her though, and now she couldn't help but feel awkward standing here on as she watched the two teen boys in front of her play a race car game on the big screen. She almost wished sh
Where did she go?Luca was pacing the entire castle in search of his wife. He had checked the kitchen, the dining, the room, hell he even went to the library in case she found it and decided to spend her time there, yet he could not find her. His patience was wearing visibly thin, fists clenched and eyes glaring as he stormed up the stairs.He even checked Lucinda's room only to find it empty, including that of his brother Laz. He stormed to Luke's room, pushing the door open without sparing a common knock. Luke burst up from his bed in defense mode as his door slammed opened. He was in a tight black T shirt and a pair of boxer shorts, his eyes narrowed and fists clenched and ready to throw a punch."Luca what the hell?" He frowned as his eyes settled on Luca's glaring face. "Why did you burst in like that?"He shook his head in disbelief, sinking into his sheets. "You're gonna walk in on an orgy one of these days if you don't start knocking.""Wouldn't be surprised." Luca replied