~Randall~ “The flowers should go to that corner of the restaurant,” I said to the event planners and immediately, they moved the gaunt rose flower plant to the other side of the restaurant. The balloons were floating on top of my head and some were on the tiled floor, around the table that was set aside for us. I had booked the whole restaurant for a few days, so we had everything to ourselves. For three days now, I’ve been visiting the restaurant, adding more and more decorations because I wanted it to feel like heaven to her. I walked backward to the entrance of the restaurant to look at what we had set up, all put together. The flowers that laid out from the entrance down to the other end of the restaurant, the large heart-shaped flowers just behind our table, the neon sign that said ‘Will you marry me?’ in the middle of this heart-shaped flower, the balloons scattered all over the place, and the numerous fireworks that lined the two sides of the restaurant, which will be acti
~Anne~ Instead of heading to the palace, I made a turn and headed to Trump’s house. There was nothing exciting in the palace anyway. Randall was out to be with Daciana, making it the perfect time to spend more time with Trump. Getting to his house, I slammed into the couch in his living room. He looked out of his door before shutting it. “This is a surprise. You didn’t tell me you’ll be coming.” He uttered, shutting the door. “That’s because I didn’t know I’d be heading here. Apparently, Randall doesn’t care about me. So, here I am.” I muttered, looking at him and pointing to the heels I wore. “He doesn’t care about you? Where is that coming from?” He asked, pulling a chair to my front. He sat and I placed my leg on his thighs. “He’s been pretty busy these past few days, trying to set up a dinner for his proposal to Daciana. I had to go to the restaurant to see him and I wasn’t even allowed inside because he ordered that no one should be in there until tomorrow, the
~Daciana~ “Hmm…” I moaned softly as I slowly opened my eyes. With my vision still blurry, I could see someone lying next to me. I shut my eyes and squeezed them hard, wanting to get a clearer picture of who was in front of me. “Hey beautiful,” He said, and my heart skipped a beat. “Randall,” I called happily as I could finally see his face clearly. “You slept all through the night like a baby.” He added, and I looked around to see that I was back in my room at the palace. “How… how did I get here?” I furrowed my brows, and he let out a grin. “I knew you’d ask that question. I went to your house and didn’t meet you there. I called your phone several times but you didn’t pick up. I was worried, but then I got a notification that you posted a new story, and when I checked, I found out you were with Carl, in a bar. “I rushed down to the bar to get you.” He narrated, and I heaved a loud sigh and rolled my eyes. “I’m sorry. I should have told you I’d be drinking, but you wer
~Prince Randall~I felt my heart shatter in my chest after seeing all my hard work go down the drain in the twinkle of an eye. Three days of hard work. Who would do this? It was very strange because I and the manager were the only ones who had access to the restaurant. I collected the key from the restaurant owner to make sure nothing was tampered with, and now, it’s all destroyed. I couldn’t even find the neon sign. Clearly, someone didn’t want this proposal to succeed. But who could that be?I finally got back to my initial self and embraced her. I could hear her sobbing, and I hated it. I wanted her to be happy, not the opposite. I didn’t want to let out my anger either because it was just going to ruin things further. I can do that after proposing because I’m not letting one motherf**ker stop me from giving Daciana a ring. Holding her firmly to myself, I stood up and she released her grip on me and looked at my face. As soon as she was standing, I went down on one knee while
~Daciana~I waited a while in the car before Randall was done with the manager. I was relieved when I saw him finally walk out of the restaurant. However, the video of my ring I posted to my story instantly blew up. Those who had never viewed my story or who had stopped viewing it a long time ago started watching. Congratulations and well-wishes from different people started rolling in, making me blush really hard. Proposals were not a common thing in our kingdom, so it made me feel special. Randall was always good at making me feel special. He smiled widely as he hopped into the car.“Welcome back,” I said, and he leaned closer to give me a quick kiss on the lips. “I’m sorry that it took so long. The manager and I went over the footage from the CCTVs last night.” He responded, igniting the engine. “There were cameras? What did you see?” I anxiously asked, hoping the asshole was caught and would be punished as soon as possible so we could all move on with our lives. “Whosoever i
“This makes absolutely no sense,” I muttered. Anyone else could have the same shoes, but thinking of motive, Trisha has a motive. She probably hates me and hates that I’m happy. But, how did you get inside the restaurant? How did she have access to the keys?I needed to have more information before telling Randall about what I found. So, I called Carl. “Carl,” I called as soon as he answered the phone. “Daci. I thought Randall would have deleted my phone number from your phone after last night.” He answered, and I chuckled. “It’s not that bad, okay? And thank you for yesterday.” “It’s okay. I saw your story. Congratulations. I guess he wasn’t too busy for you after all.” “He was busy planning the big proposal. But let’s stop talking about that for a second. Have you seen Trisha lately?” “Trisha? That’s weird. Should I be worried?” “Worried? Why would you?” “Because you’re asking about Trisha all of a sudden. That’s more than weird.” “Carl, just answer the question.” I rolle
~Prince Randall~ After Daciana fell asleep, I headed out of her room, and back to the living room. As much as she was hell-bent on catching whoever did this, I was too. I need to question this Trisha girl. I slammed into the couch and began to go through her profiles on social media, hoping that was going to give more hints that she did it. “Randall,” I heard my mother call from behind and I turned to look at her. “Hey Mom,” I responded with a smile. She moved closer to me and sat before looking into my phone. “What are you up to?” She asked, and I let out a sigh. “Honestly, I’m not sure. Daciana and I built up a theory about the person who vandalized the restaurant. I’m going to follow up to see if she truly did it.” “She? You mean a woman?” She asked in shock and I nodded. “Crazy, huh? I mean, a woman is the only one who would have so much hate for a proposal. It’s just so crazy. I’ll be heading to her house to question her.” “I would love to come with you.” She answered, a
~Daciana~ After A WeekThe news of our wedding day spread like wildfire across the kingdom. In a week’s time, I’d be Randall’s wife, and the thought of this made me extremely happy. I felt like the happiest and luckiest woman in the world. However, I had noticed that anytime we talked about our wedding plans, Anne didn’t seem to be very interested. Or maybe I was just overthinking, but her attitude towards me has changed drastically since she got back to the palace. It wasn’t like I cared though. I just wanted her to stay clear of my relationship with Randall. For the proposal crime on the other hand, Randall told me it wasn’t Trisha, and I was sorta relieved, even though it meant we still had an enemy out there. The last thing I wanted was another drama with Trisha. “Babe,” Randall muttered, looking at me. “Yes?” I looked at him and saw he was showing me a wedding dress on his phone. “What do you think?” He asked, with a wide smile and I grinned hard. “Wow,” I muttered. It w
~ 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