~Jonathan~ My Father and I sat at the table, eating. I couldn’t stop checking the time because I didn’t want to be late to pick up Princess Daciana. “This is the fourth time you’re staring at that wall clock. Are you going somewhere?” My Father asked, and I smiled softly. “I have a date with Princess Daciana tonight,” I responded, and his face lit up. “Really? That’s great! You refused to update me about her anymore. Did she like the gifts?” He further inquired. “I think she did. I’m not sure, father. I think the only one standing between me and the Princess is her stepbrother, the Prince.” I uttered, and he creased his brows. “What do you mean by that?” “He’s overprotective of her. Like he doesn’t want me near her at all. He even threatened me to stay away from her.” I explained. “But… but that doesn’t make any sense.” He answered with a confused look. “The Prince and the Princess are not friends. His majesty wouldn’t stop talking about how much they dislike each other.” “We
~Daciana~ His door opened and when our eyes locked, we laughed. “Last night was fun,” I uttered as I walked into his room. “Of course, it was. You were drunk again and almost created a scene in the bar. Thank the moons I got you out as soon as possible.” He answered, sitting on the bed. “You don’t have to tell me, I wasn’t totally drunk. I can remember the details.” I answered with a chuckle. “Right.” He patted his thighs and signaled me to come closer. I bit my lips as I moved closer to him and sat on his thighs, facing him. “Have you heard from Jonathan?” He asked, wrapping my waist with his arms. “No. It’s a surprise that he didn’t text me after yesterday.” “Well, maybe he got the message already. The earlier he realized, the better for him.” He responded, and I nodded in agreement. “I’m not sure what to say to His Majesty if he asks me questions about him,” I uttered, and he sighed, resting his head on my chest. “There’s nothing to talk about. You’ll te
~Daciana~ “What are you talking about?!” I asked in disbelief, walking behind him. “I’m talking about what is going to save our asses here.” He answered, opening the door to his room. “No, we didn’t have to go this far! You managed to convince the King that there’s nothing behind us, thank you. But you didn’t have to drag somebody else into this. We could have just agreed to stay away from each other or pretend to hate each other again.” I responded, walking into his room too. “And you think just saying we are not a thing would work?! My father was super convinced and he only softened when I mentioned that you had a lover! It worked.” He shrugged. I began to think that maybe this was all game to him because he did not seem bothered about dragging someone innocent into our mess. “Listen, Prince Randall, if I claim Riley is my lover, I have to prove to him and everyone that I am in love with him. I’ll be using him.” I uttered, and he groaned and moved closer to me. “Princess Cia
~Daciana~ “…so…” I uttered as we both stood in front of the palace. He chuckled and looked at me in confusion. “Daciana, what are we doing in front of a palace?” He chuckled. “Well, the palace is my house,” I responded, and he furrowed his brows and looked at the building again. “You live in the palace? How? Why?” He asked with so much confusion in his voice. I broke into laughter as I watched him struggle to understand. I couldn’t blame him though. I’d never for once mentioned being Princess Daciana, and not just Daciana to him. Even during our date, I kept this part of me hidden. I wasn’t sure why, but I wanted him to find out this way. “Riley, I live in the palace because I have to. My family is here. So, let’s go in.” I grabbed his wrist softly and tried to pull him along with me, but he stopped me. “Are you saying you’re a Princess?” He asked with his brows creased, refusing to move an inch. “Yes, Riley. That’s why I’m saying.” I uttered as I waited for h
~Jonathan~“Argh!!” I carried another chair and threw it against the wall, and the crashing noise made me even angrier. “Jonathan, stop this stupid act at once! You’re not a child!” My father yelled, barging into my room. “Stupid, hun?!” I answered angrily, grabbing my bedside lamp and throwing it against the wall. “You are going to buy everything you’ve ruined! So don’t worry, destroy as much as you want! You think this is going to help you?!” “No, I don’t think so! But you were supposed to help me, but you didn’t!” I yelled, approaching him. “How was I supposed to do that?! His Majesty said Her Royal Highness brought home her lover…”“And you believe that? Isn’t that so convenient? We expose their asses about being together and she introduces a man?” I asked in disbelief. I couldn’t believe my father was such a dumb man. “Why would you even think the Prince has an affair with his sister? That is a ridiculous thing to say!” “Stepsister! They are not related by blood, are they?
~Prince Randall~ “What was that about?” Riley asked as we all sat. “I have no idea.” Princess Ciana responded to him, shrugging her shoulders. “But why did he call you incesters?” He further asked, and I huffed. “Because he’s a maniac. He just loves the sound of trouble.” I answered, placing one leg over the other. “That is one crazy allegation. Why would anyone just come up with someone like that?” “That is Jonathan for you. He didn’t take the rejection so well. I still don’t know why he’s so obsessed with me.” She responded, and he still had a confused look on his face. “Let’s just forget about him, okay? We shouldn’t let him ruin tonight for us. He’s not worth it.” She added, holding his hand, and he let out a smile. “Erm… I’ll go and grab the drinks,” I muttered as I stood up and walked away. I knew I wasn’t supposed to feel any kind of way seeing them together, but I just couldn’t help it. In the car, before we got to the bar, they seemed inseparable. He refused to let g
~Daciana~I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. After last night, I began to regret ever confessing my feelings to Prince Randall. I should have just kept it to myself if I knew he was going to reject me after. I couldn’t stop replaying the awful words he said to me. *Flashback* “I’m sorry, Princess Ciana, but we can’t keep doing this.” Prince Randall said, slightly moving away. “Keep doing what? I just want you to make me feel good.” “I know what you’re asking, but I can’t give it to you. Listen, what we had…” “Had? What are you saying, Randall?” “Please let me finish. What we had was great, okay? But we can’t continue. We have never talked about this and we should. We are both adults and we know there is no future for whatever we have. We are siblings.” He uttered, walking away from me. “We were both aware that we were siblings before we started, didn’t we?” “You’re right, but we also knew it wouldn’t last long. Nobody would ever support incest.” “We are not related by b
~Prince Randall~“You’re joking, right? You’re going to go on with the wedding?” I asked her as I stood in front of her door. “Why does it seem to bother you? You told me yourself that he’s a good guy and he’s better than Jonathan. I don’t see anything wrong with marrying him.” She answered, with a smirk. I knew she was just acting like that because she wanted to hurt me for what I had done to her. “Daciana, you don’t even want to get married.” “Oh really? You sound like you know me.” “I know you, Daciana. I know you don’t want to do this.” “Well, I’m sorry to disappoint you, Prince Randall but I want this. After His Majesty brought up the marriage decision that day, I have been thinking so hard about it, and you know what I realized? “I realized that you were right. There was no future for us and we just acted on a fling. We were never heading somewhere because we are siblings. But Riley, do you see how he adores me?” “Oh yes, I see how he adores you. You don’t have to remind
~ Daciana~ After a year. We sat in the living room. Randall and I. And in his arms was Darian, who also seemed so interested in what was showing on the television. It was pretty funny that he had a favorite show at age one already and it was Cocomelon. He loved the show so much that if it came on, he’d stop crying and begin to giggle. I looked at Randall and he looked at me with widened eyes. “What?” I asked, and he looked at Darian. “He’s giving those low groans again. I think he’s going to…” All of a sudden, Darian pooped all over his garment and my eyes widened. “Poop.” He completed his statement and we both burst out laughing. Darian looked at us in confusion and suddenly began to laugh too. “I’m so sorry. I should have used his pampers. I had no idea he’d poop again so soon.” I uttered, carefully carrying him away from Randall’s arms. “It’s okay. I’ll just go and wash up.” He responded, holding the helm of his royal garment and lifting it so the poop won’t mess the floor
~Randall~ After eight months. There was a meeting with the Alphas of the kingdom and we all sat in the waiting room when all of a sudden, a maid dashed into the room panting hard. “Your majesty! Your majesty! The Queen… she is… her water broke.” She said, shivering profusely.“What?” I spanked to my feet running out of the meeting room. Getting out, I saw two guards, each on both sides holding her as she walked. “Baby.” I ran towards them, taking her from them. I placed her arm over my shoulder and grabbed her by the waist. “Randall, the baby…” she stuttered and I could feel fear in her.“It’s okay. We will be in the hospital in no time.” I tried to calm her down even though my emotions were all over the place. I was scared too. Getting to the car, the guards helped lift her up. My driver hopped into the driver seat and I sat with her holding her hands and comforting her as she groaned. My driver drove as fast as he could and we got to the hospital in less than 15 minutes. I c
~Carl~ I got an invite to a party at the palace. I was personally invited by Daciana. I wasn’t sure what the party was about, but I was sure she seemed super excited about it. I wouldn’t miss it too because this is the first time she has sounded so happy after Anne’s death. “Baby, are you ready?” Bonnie asked, spraying her body with some cologne. To my greatest surprise, she told me I could bring my plus one, which is now Bonnie. After the proposal dinner, I finally got to talk to Bonnie and we seemed to click instantly. I realized after speaking for a while that we had so many things in common. I asked her out on a date that very day and since then, we’ve been super cool. “Baby!” She yelled from the room again. “What?? I’ve been done for more than twenty minutes. I’m waiting for you to finish.” I responded in a loud voice, looking towards the room. “Why didn’t you answer me then? I thought you’d headed out to the car already.” She replied, walking out of the room. As soon a
Lily~ Leaving the palace, I headed for Brandon’s house. I had Kendall in the car with me because I knew he was going to help me get back to him if it got too difficult. “Mummy, when are we going to see Uncle Brandon again? I miss him.” Kendall uttered, and I raised my head to look at him through the rear mirror. “I know you miss him, baby. I miss him too. But, guess what?” I asked with a wide smile, facing the road again. “What? Are we getting Ice cream?” “What? Why would you even guess that?” I chuckled, looking at him through the rare mirror again. “Because you buy me ice cream every time I talk about Uncle Brandon.” He responded, and my eyes widened in shock. “I don’t do that all the time.” I tried to defend myself even though I knew he was telling the truth. “Yes, you do. But it’s okay, I love ice cream.” He replied, reaching for his phone. “Trust me, Kendall. It’s not the case anymore. I promise you, you’ll get ice cream and you’ll also get to see Uncle Brandon.” “Real
~Daciana~ It was a week after Anne's funeral and I was yet to tell anyone, even Randall that I was pregnant. I don’t know, but the vibe was off, most especially because of how Anne’s funeral went down. Somehow, we regretted that we didn’t get to tell her how much we loved her in her last moments. We sat in the dining room, ready to eat, and when I lifted the spoon to my mouth to eat, it suddenly smelt awful and I had this sudden urge to puke. I sprang to my feet, holding my mouth as I ran down the hallway. It was my very first time acting like that in front of Randall. I had tried to keep my pregnancy cravings and signs away from him because I didn’t want him to suspect. I was looking for the perfect time to spill the beans. I held onto the toilet and puked whatever was left in my belly. “Are you alright?” “Ahhh!” I jolted, looking back and saw Randall, behind me, looking worried. “Did I startle you?” He asked, lowering himself too and I nodded. “Yes, your Majesty. You startl
~King Randall~We, the family, stood in front of the catafalque. There were flowers, candles and pictures of Anne displayed on it. We all had straight faces as we all waited in silence in respect to the dead. This wasn’t how I pictured things to end for my mother. Hiding in the palace and not being able to invite people to my mother’s funeral was unbelievable. “Your Majesty. Do you have anything else to say?” The monk asked, moving away from the catafalque, and I nodded, standing up. In my hand was the note my mother wrote before she killed herself. With clenched jaws, I stood in front of everyone and opened the note. “Since my mother decided that killing herself was the best decision she could make, I had refused to read whatever she had written in this paper. “But, I think it’s the right time to read this, and at the same time, read it out to everyone here,” I uttered and slowly unfolded the note. “Dear son, by the time you see this, I’d have probably been dead. But I want to
~Lily~ After the note was found, we were told to go to the living room by Trump. I guess it was our cue to leave.“We should leave now,” I said to Brandon and he nodded in agreement. “I will tell Randall we are leaving.”As he left, Daciana approached me “How are you feeling?”“I should be the one asking you that. We are leaving already”“I’m sorry about what happened today. I’m glad Kendall is safe.”“Thank you” I smiled faintly and continued “You should go to Randall, he needs you right now.”“Right, take care.” She said as she turned to leave. Just then Brandon returned with our stuff. “Let’s go,” he said as we headed out. Getting to the car, I put Kendall in the back seat and sat in front with Brandon. My head was on the window as we drove out of the Palace.I recalled how scared I was when Kendall was missing. It made me realize he meant more to me than I ever imagined and that I should give him my undivided attention and love.‘I would never let what happened today happen aga
~Daciana~ I let out a soft moan as my eyes slowly opened. “She is awake, she’s awake.” I heard their voices faintly.“Queen Daciana, can you hear me?” His voice sounded louder than before and I nodded.I looked to my right and I saw a man dressed in a corporate outfit with a stethoscope around his neck. He was a Doctor. “Yes, I can,” I responded, trying to sit up.Just then I remembered what had happened before I lost consciousness, there was no Kendall or Trisha in sight. “Where is Kendall? Where are they?” I asked with agitation and Carl hurriedly moved closer to me.“Please take it easy Daciana. Randall has gone to fetch them. You should be more concerned about your health.”“Are they fine?” I asked, still very worried.“We got a call from Lily telling us that they have been found,” Trump said.“They are fine. You should talk to the Doctor, he has refused to say anything to us unless you are awake.” My mother replied, and I looked at the Doctor“What is wrong with me Doctor?”“C
~King Randall~ “Why can’t we leave for the hospital right now?” I asked in frustration as I rushed Daciana into the house. “You just got coronated. You can’t be seen in the hospital right now. There are eyes all over you.” Trump answered as we followed me alongside the others. “Who cares?? My Queen just fainted and I should care about what people will think?” “The doctor is on his way already.” Carl butted in as I laid her on the couch. “We… we can’t just sit back and do nothing! My son is missing! We should be out there looking for him!” Lily cried in agony. “I sent the guards out already. They’ll find him. They have to! Do you think I want to be here right now too??” I asked, sitting next to Daciana and holding her hand, hoping she would wake up. “I knew something like this was going to end up happening. We invited an enemy to live with us!” Agatha uttered, and we all looked at her. “What are you talking about?” Trump shook his head in confusion. “Anne, of course! After all