~Daciana~ The next morning, I didn’t want to leave my bed. Not after what happened last night. I was so ashamed of myself and I didn’t want to face Prince Randall until whenever. ‘How am I going to escape him?? We’ll be called in for breakfast soon.’ I thought, looking at my wall clock. The best thing I could do was get my food before the dining table was set and pretend to be sick. This way, I can avoid everyone and be alone. I jumped out of bed, picked a robe, and put it on. The last thing I wanted was to start fantasizing about stupid things because of the nightgown I had on. I made my way out of my room, taking a peek at the hallway to see if anyone was there, most especially Prince Randall. When I saw the coast was clear, I took long strides out of my room and towards the kitchen. My head was still filled with my dream, and anytime I recalled it, I felt embarrassed. Walking past the dining room, I saw the maids were setting the table up already. ‘I better hur
~Prince Randall~ As soon as we got to the hallway that led to our rooms, I let go of her hand. I could feel her staring at me all the way through our walk from the throne room. “What was that about?” She asked when I let go of her hand. “What was what about?” I looked at her. “Why did you keep following us, and why were you so rude to Jonathan?” She further asked. “My being rude shouldn’t surprise you, should it? It isn’t the first time I’ve acted rude towards anyone.” I answered with a straight face. “Well, I’m glad you did. I don’t know what gave His Majesty the impression that I want to be in another relationship. I mean, I’m yet to get over what Carl did to me.” She muttered. “You’re yet to get over it?? Do you still think about him?” I asked before I could caution myself. ‘Why am I acting so invested?’ I asked myself, waiting for her to answer the questions. “No, I don’t think about him anymore. I just don’t think I want to go into another relationship, with any man wit
~Daciana~ I was busy engrossed in reading my novel when I heard a knock on my door. I shut my eyes tightly and heaved a sigh. “Who is there?” I stared at the door. “It’s Randall.” I sprang to my feet as I heard his name. I hastily brushed my finger through my hair, untangling any tangles in it. I licked my lower lip and adjusted my dress. “I’m coming.” I put on a smile as I proceeded to open the door. Opening the door, I met him leaning against my door frame like a tall tree. “Hey, come in,” I said, and he raised one of his brows. “Are you sure?” He asked, and I nodded. “Of course. Why do you make it seem like it’s a strange thing? I’ve entered your room too, remember?” “You entered when you weren’t even invited in. It’s different.” He answered, and I shrugged. “Fine. I’ll just shut the door then.” I wanted to close the door, but he stopped it with his hand. “I’d love to come in.” He replied, and I smiled widely and nodded, letting go of the door. “Come on in, then.” He e
~Daciana~ I stood in front of my mirror, dressed for the night’s occasion. I wore a white tank top and blue jeans. I trailed my index finger on my neck, staring at it. I couldn’t seem to get that night out of my head. At night, before I go to bed I would touch myself the same way he touched me. Both of us will be heading out today again and I’m not sure how I am supposed to act around him. I really did want him to kiss me. I moved my funds to my face and a gapse escaped my mind. ‘I wish he would do it again today.’ “Princess Daciana, Mr Jonathan is waiting in the waiting room for you.” A lady said from outside my door. I hastily moved my fingers from my face and turned to look at the door. Before I could respond, I heard Prince Randall’s door open. “Princess Ciana, should I take care of him for you?” Prince Randall uttered, knocking on my door. “No. I wouldn’t let you do that alone. I’m coming with you.” I answered, Picking up my bag from the bed. I walked to
~Prince Randall~ With my hands still on her eyes, I slowly and carefully led her down the dark, narrow path. The cold night wind blew on her fragile, fair skin, and I saw them make tiny knots on her arms. “Prince Randall, I’m scared.” She murmured, and I leaned closer and whispered in her ear. “I know. But you trust me, right?” I asked, and she nodded slightly. “Yes, but I’m cold.” She added. “I can see that on your skin,” I answered, and she swallowed hard. “Just a little more…” I added as we got to the open space next to the ocean. The breeze that blew was colder than we were coming from. Soon, our feet began to sink into the cold, smooth sand of the ocean bank, making it slightly hard to move. “I’ll let go of you now, but you still have to keep your eyes closed.” “What?” “Promise me,” I uttered. “I promise.” She answered, and I slowly pulled my hands away from her eyes. I walked to her front and stared at her face. I waved at her, but she didn’t flinch a bit. “Good.” I r
~Daciana~ Waking up, I grinned widely, giggling and laughing as I rolled on my bed. I recalled what happened at the beach last night. After our intense kiss, Prince Randall carried me out of the waters, and back to our small hut. We drank and ate in silence, just stealing glances at each other and smiling. We returned to the palace and for the first time in this palace, I slept like a baby. I jumped to my feet and ran to my mirror. I stared at myself and saw how scattered my hair was. Ignoring my rugged look, I traced my fingers on my lips. “Naughty, naughty Daciana! You begged him for a kiss.” I muttered, shaking my head and breaking into laughter. I started my day on a beautiful note, nothing can ruin my mood anymore. At least that’s what I hoped, knowing that I’d be finally meeting Carl today. Prince Randall insisted that he’d be present and I couldn’t say no to him. I moved away from the mirror and started preparing for the long day ahead of me. The earlier I’m done with Ca
~Prince Randall~ While we sat in the bar, we kept stealing glances at each other and smiling, ignoring the presence of Branden. He suspiciously looked at us. I could see confusion and wonder on his face. His face clearly wrote, “What the heck?”. I looked at her again and I noticed she was going to pour herself another wine. Slowly, I held the wine bottle and looked into her eyes. “Take it slow, okay?” I warned, and she chuckled and shrugged. “What? It’s just my third glass.” She uttered with slight laughter, taking the bottle from me and pouring some into her glass.“Two glasses of wine is efficient to make you tipsy.” I adamantly added. “But it won’t be drinking into a stupor, would it?” She further asked, and I heaved a sigh at her stubbornness. “Moreover, you’ll be here to help me like you did the last time, right?” She added in high spirits as she slurped more wine. “Right,” I muttered, resting my back again. “F**k it.” Branden cursed, moving his chair closer to me. “You
~Daciana~ Slowly waking up, I mourned softly as I turned over on the bed. I opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was his angelic eyes piercing into my soul“Good morning, Princess Ciana,” He said without breaking his gaze. I grinned shyly and hastily buried my head in the sheets. “Please tell me I didn’t do anything stupid last night,” I mumbled against the sheets, and I heard him laugh.“Actually, you did.”“ What?” I raised my head to look at him again. “ What did I do this time?”“ Something quite amusing,” he answered, sitting up.Moving closer to him, I folded my arms on his lower thighs and placed my head on it. Staring into his eyes, I pouted my mouth.“Please tell me already.” I sulked.He lowered his upper body and cupped my face in his hands, pulling me even closer to him. “You were sweet last night. You called me gorgeous in front of Braden.” My eyes widened in shock. “I did that?” He moved his face closer to mine, his lips slightly brushed in mine. “Yes, and I lov
~ 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