“Julien my boy come give your mother a hug,” Cressida Benoit the lady in the wheelchair mumbled as she beckoned for her son.Elsida felt rooted to the spot as memories surged through her veins all at once.She felt dizzy.“It's good to see you, Mum,” Julien murmured as he held onto her tightly.“I missed you, my boy,” Cressida Benoit said, placing a tender kiss on his forehead.“What kind of son gets married without even inviting his mother and to such a lovely girl!” Cressida Chastised and motioned towards Elsida.Julien spared Elsida a glance and it held nothing but warning. If Elsida had been shocked earlier, this felt like a slap on her face.Cressida Benoit did not remember Elsida and she was not sure what to think of it.“Come here Darling let me have a look at you!” Cressida murmured beckoning towards Elsida.“Hello Mrs Benoit,” she murmured as the frail lady enveloped her in a hug.“Oh please darling call me Cressy,” Cressida murmured in her ear.She smelled like cherry blosso
NATASHANatasha plucks an image from her bathroom wall, in this one she is nude and in a compromising position with the man she wanted to so desperately forget.Her hands started trembling as she plucked the other photos on the wall, her breath came out in puffs as tears streamed down her face.As she turned one of the pictures over, she sucked in a gasp and collapsed to the floor as she read what was written on it.ELSIDA“That was a beautiful show Cressida,” Elsida says as she comes up to her with a bright grin on her face.“Your art is amazing just like you Mum,” Julien says as he hands his mother a bouquet of Lillies and drops a kiss on her cheek.Elsida stares at Julien with utter shock on her face. It was the first time she heard him give outa compliment and she supposed it was only right if the compliment was doted on his mother.He was a mummy’s boy she mused as her shock morphed into amusement.“Thank you my lovelies now we must celebrate!” Cressida says with an excited clap
Elsida’s footsteps falter at the sound of Armand’s voice coming from the dining room, she tips her head downwards and is met by the sight of Armand Benoit whispering sweet nothings in a giggling Cressida’s ear.She felt her bones quiver at the sight of Armand, memories of him and Cressida rooting her to the spot.How did they work things out? She mused. “Elsida dear, come join us for dinner,” Cressida says as she tilts her head up mid-laughter to find Elsida’s curious eyes on them.Feeling caught in gear lights, Elsida’s cheeks turn crimson as she continues her ascent down the stairs.“Good Evening Mr Benoit,” Elsida murmured as she took her place on the table.Armand’s sharp gaze met with Elsida’s and his face transformed into the same sinister smile his son wore, the resemblance was eerie.“Hello Elsida how do you like Vienna so far? Cressy tells me you’re a bit of an art connoisseur.”“I did dabble in art once or twice,” she says sheepishly as her gaze roams between the pair; fro
Elsida woke up with a gasp, her night dress damp with perspiration. her eyes roamed the room as she panted breathlessly, her heart thudded wildly in her chest as memories of her mouth ricocheted through her mind.Her hands started to tremble and she clenched her fists to calm them.She let out a heavy sigh of relief when she realized Julien was nowhere to be found and made her way to the bathroom.Her flashbacks usually resurfaced in her dreams but she had not dreamt of her mother in years, to say she was rattled would be an understatement.She quickly splashed her face and left the bathroom, stopping in her tracks when her gaze collided with a muscled sweaty torso.“My eyes are up here El,” Julien drawled as a chuckle escaped his lips.“It’s not every day I’m greeted with the sight of sweaty bodies, I’m just disturbed,” Elsida said, scrunching her nose to imitate disgust.“I’m inclined to believe your smart mouth El but your reddened cheeks say otherwise,” he drawled a mischievous gl
“So you helped Julien’s mum plan this orphanage from scratch?” Elsida asked Landon in awe.He was one of her closest friends in Luton prep, he made it somewhat bearable for her and she was immensely proud of how far he had come. He had also grown into his features Elsida noted as her eyes did a double take on his broad shoulders and scruff of blonde hair gracing his chin.Landon let out a coy laugh, “Well technically I’m just her project manager but-““Elsida darling, I’ve been looking all over for you,” Julien drawled as he placed a kiss on her cheek and wrapped his arm around her waist pulling her flush against him.“You have? you were very engrossed in your conversation,” she murmured as the shock of the sudden contact ignited flames down her spine.“I have,” he muttered, his voice clipped as he pinned Landon with a murderous look.Landon looked between the two of them, sensing the evident tension, he took a step back.“Congratulations on your wedding guys, Elsida I’ve got to get
Elsida’s mood managed to plummet and remained so from the early hours of the morning when she received the photo till they got to London.Luckily for her, Julien was distracted enough and had to make a stop at the office so it was just her and Cressida who didn’t seem to mind her silence as she chatted away, At least that’s what she chose to believe.Who could have possibly taken that photo of her at such early hours of the morning?“Elsida dear you’ve been quiet, is something bothering you,?” Cressida asked.Elsida focused her gaze on her and plastered what she hoped was a small smile on her lips, “Oh I’m fine Cressy, I just didn’t get enough sleep last night.”“Hmm I’ll brew you some of my Arabian tea later and you’ll be off like a baby in no time,” Cressida said, giving her a reassuring smile.“Thank you so much,” Elsida murmured absentmindedly as her mind drifted back to the cause of her unease.“Elsida darling, it's so good to see you,” Anne said excitedly after she shared a lon
“How did you survive and where have you been all these years?” Natasha said with disbelief gracing her features, she couldn’t still come to terms with the fact that Raphael was alive. They were barely teenagers the last time she saw him and now she’s sitting with the older version of Raphael who’s studying her with an amused glint in his eyes as though she said something funny. There was nothing funny about the situation matter of fact, she was inclined to believe that ghosts existed. If he was alive then… “Wait does that mean Alex-“ “No he’s dead,” Raphael said briskly, cutting her off as an unreadable expression crossed his face, his fists clenching at the side. “I’m not here for a reunion Nat, you know what my Father wants and you know what he has on you if you don’t cooperate.” Natasha’s face turned grim and her heart thudded rapidly at the insinuation, beads of sweat traced her collarbone. “Why are you doing this Raphael, this isn’t like you, the Raphael I knew wou
The next few days went by in a blur for Elsida, Julien kept his distance but returned to being his ever flippant self and Elsida took the hint.He had said very few words to her in the past few days and spent most of his time in a different room, it was as though he had studied her every move to make sure their paths hardly crossed and by the time she woke up at mornings, she only caught wisps of his sandalwood scent that let her know he had been in the room.Elsida started to spend most of her time with Cressida and Anne, if they weren’t having brunch or visiting one museum or the other they’d hop from one luxurious store or the other.That was their routine until two days ago when Cressida suggested that Elsida should pay a visit to her art gallery.Since then, Elsida slept with fingers itchy for a paintbrush and arose with fresh inspiration.It was her fourth day at the gallery when Cressida suggested she paint something.“Are you sure,? You have your charity gala coming up and I d
ELSIDA “Tell me El, did you run from the peony garden to get to me?” My cheeks flush impossibly redder as I try and fail to glare at him. The moment I stepped into Julien’s limo his eyes started to twinkle and his lips drew into a large grin before he took in my disheveled expression. “Fine,” I huffed. “I won’t tell you.” His gaze grew serious as he closed the gap between us with one arm reaching for the curve of my neck. “I’m never letting you out of my sight El. Never, nothing is going to stop us from being together. Morals be damned.” I let out a bated breath as his lips hovered over mine. I try to speak but my mouth opens and closes like a fish. My head swarms with so many thoughts all at once but one stands out the most. I have him now and I don't plan on ever letting go. He robs me of breath with a light peck on the mouth that starts first as light, almost tender before it picks up. All at once, he’s everywhere. I’m clutching onto his shirt like a lifeline
ELSIDACORONATION MORNING 5:45 AMThe last thing I remember is Adrian joining me on the bed in the earlier hours of the morning, pulling me softly to him, his grip almost fervent as he whispered sweet nothings to me.“I love you El, I hope you know that,” I recall him whispering and now at about 5 AM I feel nothing but guilt stretching me into four equilateral pieces.I stifle a yawn and stretch to his side of the bed. Noticing the emptiness, I sit up and my eyes quickly adjust to the brightness of the day.Where could he be so early?Adrian never got up until at least 6:10 so this was a tad bit too early for him to be up.I wrap my silk night robe around my body, place my feet in my slippers, and make my way through the castle in search of him.I needed to see him this morning before it was too late.I needed to tell him how I felt about everything and what I wanted to do even if he’d hate me for it.I search almost every living space of the bustling castle where servants and maids
ELSIDA My little surprise meet cute with Beatrice turns into a sob session I had no clue I needed.Scratch that, it’s exactly what I needed, it was like the universe positioned us in the same place when I needed her the most cause what were the odds that I would find the only female friend I ever made in high school in Spain?“I know I shouldn’t love him but I just-“ I croak, trailing off as I wipe my tears hastily.“Oh please Elsida, don’t say that. We cannot control who we love. If we were able to do that, I don’t think love would have had such value.”“Not helping,” I murmur. “You’re supposed to be telling me that it’s entirely wrong and I shouldn’t be thinking about Julien in such a way when we share a sibling.”Beatrice blows a raspberry and moves closer to me, she rubs my arm softly. Luckily, the peony garden shields us from my guards and over-curious maids.“You know I can’t do that, this isn’t the first time something like this is happening in the universe. Shit happens, our
ELSIDA PRESENTWith Adrian in Cartagena carrying out the coronation tradition and the bustle of the castle, I needed a freaking reprieve from everything.A reprieve from work, a reprieve from work, Fae’s incessant disturbance due to boredom of not having her brother around to pester, Natasha’s nagging over what she was going to wear on the coronation, and my father’s constant “Are you okay?” I didn’t think twice before I slipped past the castle doors, packing a picnic basket alongside my laptop and other drawing essentials.It was just 9 am. Two hours after the sun had risen but it seemed as though the sun had been up for over eight hours.It was all too stimulating.I let out a sigh as I chew on a strawberry and my free hand doodles nonentities on my sketchbook.“Hi El.”Julien’s voice slides into my ear and my hand flies to my chest as I stare at him with wide eyes, my heart thuds at a rapid pace as I take in casual yet classy attire.“What the hell Julien, you’re not supposed to b
CONTINUATION OF FLASHBACKELSIDA“Can I turn around now Beatrice?” I huff as I cross my arms around my chest and feel the shimmery fabric of the red Dior dress my mother dearest purchased for me.“One more minute, patience is a virtue dear!” I snort. If I were allowed to have my eyes opened, they would have rolled to the back of my skull by now at her overzealousness for high school events.“Okay, you can open them now. Tada!” Beatrice Bellows just as I blink at the 2.0 version of me in the mirror.A smile tugs at my lips and for a split second, I let it slip through. “I look…”“Magnificent!” Beatrice completes.“Don’t you think it’s too much though?” I ask uncertainty clawing my thoughts. I looked like I was going to draw a lot of attention, attention that I could certainly do without.“Oh please Elsida, who cares? There’s no going back now. Give me a minute, let me slip into my dress and we can get going!” She bellows as she scurries across the room with her perfect-as-ever makeup
ELSIDATWO MONTHS LATER “Are you ready?” I peer up at Adrian from my position on the bed. He sent all his assistants away who tried to pamper him with traditional powders and help him complete tasks he considered too menial to not get done by himself.He gave me a small smile through the mirror but I could see the slight frown forming on his forehead.“I’m okay Elsida,” he mutters and I have my answer confirmed.Adrian was far from okay I was one hundred percent certain that beads of sweat were lining his forehead even before I rose to my feet and clasped my hands around his shoulders.“You’re going to be a great King Adrian,” I whispered into his ear and drew soothing circles on his shoulders, the exact thing he did whenever I was nervous.I don’t blame him. If I were him, at this very moment I’d be shitting my panties.It’s not every day one got to partake in a reversal coronation.His shoulders visibly unclench. “Thank you Princessa,” he murmurs and places a soft kiss on the back
JULIEN Two months later.It’s been exactly two months, three weeks, and four days since I last had a meaningful conversation with Elsida. She’d done her best to make sure our interactions were curt and cordial at best but whenever the opportunity came for us to be alone or have a casual conversation, she would immediately dismiss me and not spare me a further glance.However, I could tell from the longing in her eyes, that it wasn’t what she wanted, we both knew what she wanted but it wasn’t the right thing hence, at least one of us had to be mature and leave it to Elsida to be the bigger person.“Mr Benoit,” are you listening?” A business associate’s voice filters into my mind putting a pause on my mental spiral.“Of course, yes go on,” I rasp, zooming in on a recent photo of Elsida attending a ball with none other than her lovely husband.I turn my laptop off and fight the urge to throw my phone on the floor, I don’t think I can stand another minute of listening to any talk of bus
ELSIDA“Are you ready?” Julien asks while I readjust my lipstick in my compact mirror.“Just a second, Mr Benoit.”Julien’s glare is scathing when his gaze flicks away from his phone to mine. “I told you to stop calling me that.”I ignore him and return my compact in my Chanel purse, I place my hand on the door to make my exit when his warm palm snakes around my ankle.“Are you good El?” He calls me by the nickname even though I’ve warned him several times not to use that title on me and I roll my eyes at him.“You know, this is a very important meeting for this project, we cannot let our emotions get the best of us.”As if I wasn’t aware?I knew how important this meeting was, this company was my baby and Mr Gonzalo’s investment wasn’t something I planned to play around with.He was a very successful business tycoon in Spain who liked to give nouvelle companies and empires of the sort a chance with his hefty investments and today might just be my lucky day. So, to answer his questio
ELSIDA I swallow. “Yes your majesty, that’s the name, Julien Benoit.”“Hmm,” she mumbles before taking a sip of her tea. “And your company for J, tell me, what inspired the name?” She asks in an all too curious voice.Holy shit, I muse.The Queen knows, there’s no way she’d be asking this question if she didn’t.My heart thuds faster against my rib cage and I do my best not to fidget.“Could you rephrase your question, I’m not quite sure what you mean Your Majesty,” I add the last part with a bow.The clang of her tea cup against the plate is resounding and her eyes narrow to stilts in my direction.I’m so fucked.“Let’s not pretend Elsida, I tried sugarcoating this to see if you would come clean but since you insist on me being blunt, I have no choice but to cut to the chase then.”“Your majesty I-““I know about your past with Julien dear. I know everything,” she says, her voice soft.How her tone switches gives me a whiplash and I’m left staring at this formidable woman with my