Melody"You don't mind taking a stroll with me, do you, Zoraya?"After my conversation with Derek, I decided to take a stroll to clear my head. I needed my head clear and mind free to be able to perform my duties as the Queen. However, after walking for a while, I found myself outside the guest chamber. I didn't know why but I found myself wanting to be with the visitor brought in by Aaron, and surprisingly, I felt relaxed as soon as I set my eyes on her. I couldn't wait to bond with her. To speak to her. It was strange, but I couldn't help it, so I went with the flow."Of course not," she smiled and rubbed her hands on her clothes before taking my hand. Seeing that she felt dirty, thus reluctant to take my hand, I decided to help her get comfy. Though I didn't know why I was so bothered, I just couldn't help myself. All I wanted was to make her free with me. "Why don't we get you cleaned up," I looked behind me and my maids immediately got to work. They went into the bathroom in
Melody"Don't worry Zoraya. Now that you're here, you'll never be sad."Her blue eyes blinked with disbelief as soon as I said that. She looked at me like she was seeing something strange. I patted her head in assurance. "Trust me, Zoraya. I won't let a drop of tears come to your eyes ever again."She blinked innocently and a lone tear rolled down her eyes. She wiped the tears and hugged me. "Thank you," she sniffed. I could feel her body relax in my arms. She was starting to trust and feel safe with me. It felt good seeing her relax in my arms. "Let's walk," I took her hand as we resumed walking. She chatted away while we walked, leaving me to wonder if she really was the girl who arrived a while ago.In few minutes, I was aware of all that had happened in her life. Including the reason behind her pain. It felt bad knowing all she had been through at such an early age. She was at an age where she should be pampered and nurtured, yet she was ill treated her whole life. Not once
Giovanni "Where is this place?" I wondered as I opened my eyes to see that I had been brought to another place. This new place was different from where I was before. The environment. The scent of the surroundings. And the energy around the place. I've been moved to several places in the past few weeks since I got captured by the rogues. My brother, Aaron and I along with our friend Axel and some others had been trailing the rogues who had been trespassing on our lands. However, we decided to split to gather more information. Aaron was supposed to find their camp and other hiding and meeting points while I was to find the people behind them. Especially their King. During the investigation, I figured that the rogue king had some backings and they were prominent figures in the palace. I wanted to find out who those traitors were, so I ventured deeper into trailing them.Surprisingly, I discovered that the rogue king had indeed died in the hands of my mother, the queen of Mallory.
Giovanni"Grayson Mansion?" I repeated as I tried to sit.I wanted to see if I was indeed in a mansion. My eyes looked around again and I couldn't understand how I got there. I was with Davis, then he poisoned me and had me dumped or better to say buried somewhere, the how did I suddenly get into this place. I looked around again, thoroughly examining the place. The room was vast, its walls lined with shelves holding ancient artifacts and statues, I couldn’t begin to name. Heavy velvet curtains draped the windows, blocking out the morning sun, though a few determined rays managed to slip through, casting streaks of light across the polished wooden floor. The scent of cedarwood and lavender lingered in the air, a comforting contrast to the damp, mossy odor of the forest where I had been left for dead.I don't know how long I had been in Grayson mansion. My eyes wandered to the intricate tapestry hanging opposite the bed, depicting a battle long past.Surprisingly, I noticed that
Giovanni Two weeks. It's been two weeks since I became conscious in Grayson mansion. I had to find the secret hidden in there. I had searched the library and several other places to no avail. So, I decided to resume the quest of finding the hidden secret.The light flickered as I swept through the corridor, making the shadows dance against the walls of Grayson Mansion. The silence of the night was thick, broken only by the soft creak of the floorboards beneath my careful steps. For the past week, I had searched every corner of this place, each day growing more desperate, more determined to uncover the truth hidden within these walls.It had been a coincidence.or so it seemed that I had ended up here, rescued by Elena Grayson after being left for dead in that deadly Forest. However, fate had a strange way of working, and coincidences rarely existed in my line of work.Grayson Mansion had been whispered about in conversations I wasn’t meant to hear between Davis, the rogue's guard
Giovanni The early morning sun crested over the distant hills, bathing the sea with its golden light. The sight of Mallory Kingdom’s towering gates in the distance sent a rush of excitement through me. I clasped my hands tighter in excitement, My heart pounded with anticipation, a mix of relief and urgency coursing through my veins. After weeks of danger, uncertainty, and searching for answers, I was finally returning home with the proof I needed to expose King Worden and stop the Rogues before they destroyed everything we held dear.Mallory stood tall on the horizon, its silver spires gleaming in the morning sun. The city was as majestic as I remembered, its walls a testament to the strength and resilience of its people. I could almost hear the bustling markets, smell the fresh bread from the bakeries, and see the familiar faces of friends and family who had no idea of the danger that loomed just beyond the borders.I glanced to my side, where Elena stood quietly . Her intent ga
Jayden"We're here."I raised my head to confirm our location as the driver announced our arrival. My best friend and beta, Lewis was with me, and we were both attending the party of the daughter of one of my favourite investors. The Graysons are known all around the East Blue as the third-richest family in the kingdom. They are revered by everyone in the East Blue because of the wealth they possess. Grayson's family only has one daughter, Elena and she has just come of age. A party was thrown in respect of this, and I was invited as the Alpha of the pack. I would have turned down the invitation if my uncle hadn't insisted that I accept the invitation. I mean, why should I attend the banquet? Elena is a spoiled brat who thinks the whole world evolves around her. I never wanted anything to do with her nor did I want her around me. However, the situation is such that I have to attend this party as her father is an important investor in my company and I wouldn't want him at loggerh
Zoraya"Who is that?"I sat in my room outside the gate and watched as the guests came in. It was Elena's birthday and a party had been thrown to celebrate her coming of age. Everyone kept looking at the cubicle where I had come to call my room. Even though there were several rooms in the house, that cubicle was the place I knew as my room. I spent my whole life sleeping in the cubicle alongside our dog, Zara. Even though, I always wondered why I was made to stay in the cubicle with Zara when I have the same qualities as everyone that stays in the main house. However, I couldn't dare ask. Besides, no one understands me in the house. Every time, I speak, they say that I'm barking. I always wonder why they say so. The only person who understands me is Zara. She does everything I say without hesitating and when she speaks, I understand too. I looked at the faces of the guests as they saw me feeding on my plate, the same one I shared with Zara. They wrinkled their nose in disgust
Giovanni The early morning sun crested over the distant hills, bathing the sea with its golden light. The sight of Mallory Kingdom’s towering gates in the distance sent a rush of excitement through me. I clasped my hands tighter in excitement, My heart pounded with anticipation, a mix of relief and urgency coursing through my veins. After weeks of danger, uncertainty, and searching for answers, I was finally returning home with the proof I needed to expose King Worden and stop the Rogues before they destroyed everything we held dear.Mallory stood tall on the horizon, its silver spires gleaming in the morning sun. The city was as majestic as I remembered, its walls a testament to the strength and resilience of its people. I could almost hear the bustling markets, smell the fresh bread from the bakeries, and see the familiar faces of friends and family who had no idea of the danger that loomed just beyond the borders.I glanced to my side, where Elena stood quietly . Her intent ga
Giovanni Two weeks. It's been two weeks since I became conscious in Grayson mansion. I had to find the secret hidden in there. I had searched the library and several other places to no avail. So, I decided to resume the quest of finding the hidden secret.The light flickered as I swept through the corridor, making the shadows dance against the walls of Grayson Mansion. The silence of the night was thick, broken only by the soft creak of the floorboards beneath my careful steps. For the past week, I had searched every corner of this place, each day growing more desperate, more determined to uncover the truth hidden within these walls.It had been a coincidence.or so it seemed that I had ended up here, rescued by Elena Grayson after being left for dead in that deadly Forest. However, fate had a strange way of working, and coincidences rarely existed in my line of work.Grayson Mansion had been whispered about in conversations I wasn’t meant to hear between Davis, the rogue's guard
Giovanni"Grayson Mansion?" I repeated as I tried to sit.I wanted to see if I was indeed in a mansion. My eyes looked around again and I couldn't understand how I got there. I was with Davis, then he poisoned me and had me dumped or better to say buried somewhere, the how did I suddenly get into this place. I looked around again, thoroughly examining the place. The room was vast, its walls lined with shelves holding ancient artifacts and statues, I couldn’t begin to name. Heavy velvet curtains draped the windows, blocking out the morning sun, though a few determined rays managed to slip through, casting streaks of light across the polished wooden floor. The scent of cedarwood and lavender lingered in the air, a comforting contrast to the damp, mossy odor of the forest where I had been left for dead.I don't know how long I had been in Grayson mansion. My eyes wandered to the intricate tapestry hanging opposite the bed, depicting a battle long past.Surprisingly, I noticed that
Giovanni "Where is this place?" I wondered as I opened my eyes to see that I had been brought to another place. This new place was different from where I was before. The environment. The scent of the surroundings. And the energy around the place. I've been moved to several places in the past few weeks since I got captured by the rogues. My brother, Aaron and I along with our friend Axel and some others had been trailing the rogues who had been trespassing on our lands. However, we decided to split to gather more information. Aaron was supposed to find their camp and other hiding and meeting points while I was to find the people behind them. Especially their King. During the investigation, I figured that the rogue king had some backings and they were prominent figures in the palace. I wanted to find out who those traitors were, so I ventured deeper into trailing them.Surprisingly, I discovered that the rogue king had indeed died in the hands of my mother, the queen of Mallory.
Melody"Don't worry Zoraya. Now that you're here, you'll never be sad."Her blue eyes blinked with disbelief as soon as I said that. She looked at me like she was seeing something strange. I patted her head in assurance. "Trust me, Zoraya. I won't let a drop of tears come to your eyes ever again."She blinked innocently and a lone tear rolled down her eyes. She wiped the tears and hugged me. "Thank you," she sniffed. I could feel her body relax in my arms. She was starting to trust and feel safe with me. It felt good seeing her relax in my arms. "Let's walk," I took her hand as we resumed walking. She chatted away while we walked, leaving me to wonder if she really was the girl who arrived a while ago.In few minutes, I was aware of all that had happened in her life. Including the reason behind her pain. It felt bad knowing all she had been through at such an early age. She was at an age where she should be pampered and nurtured, yet she was ill treated her whole life. Not once
Melody"You don't mind taking a stroll with me, do you, Zoraya?"After my conversation with Derek, I decided to take a stroll to clear my head. I needed my head clear and mind free to be able to perform my duties as the Queen. However, after walking for a while, I found myself outside the guest chamber. I didn't know why but I found myself wanting to be with the visitor brought in by Aaron, and surprisingly, I felt relaxed as soon as I set my eyes on her. I couldn't wait to bond with her. To speak to her. It was strange, but I couldn't help it, so I went with the flow."Of course not," she smiled and rubbed her hands on her clothes before taking my hand. Seeing that she felt dirty, thus reluctant to take my hand, I decided to help her get comfy. Though I didn't know why I was so bothered, I just couldn't help myself. All I wanted was to make her free with me. "Why don't we get you cleaned up," I looked behind me and my maids immediately got to work. They went into the bathroom in
ZorayaI've only just met her, but I wonder why I felt so attached to her. She looked like the reflection that builds up in my mind every time I felt lonely. That can't be real, can it?Of course not. How can the Queen be the woman from my subconsciousness? She wasn't just any Queen, but the Queen of Mallory.Even though she only met me for the first time, she was so warm with her words and action. However, I wondered how she was able to understand me. Unlike others that thought I was barking."I'll take you to your chamber," Axel muttered from behind me.I looked towards the Prince as if waiting for his approval, and he nodded. I bowed to the King before going with Axel.As much as I wanted to stay back and be with the Queen, I knew something was wrong when she suddenly turned away.The look she had on her face was that of longing. What I didn't understand was what she longed for. I mean, she was the Queen. She could have anything she wanted.So, what could be so out of her reach th
Melody "This will be your home now."Tears welled up in my eyes as soon as I said that, so I immediately stood up and left the throne room. I didn't know what it was, but there was something about that young lady that made me want to go close to her. To hear her voice. To console her. I was fighting the urge to hug her as she spoke, but I knew that would be going too far. I wouldn't want to be seen as the queen who was sick. I mean, wouldn't it be sick to hug someone I only just met? What would the people think if they found me hugging someone so dirty? Well, not that I cared about her look anyway. I just had to keep my composure as the queen. I couldn't afford to scare her upon her arrival in the palace.Besides, I didn't understand why Aaron kept saying that she couldn't speak when I could hear her clearly. Though she spoke differently, everything she said was easy to understand. He thought she was barking, but all I heard was her beautiful voice that was laced with pain. I w
Zoraya "Look mother, I brought home your long-lost daughter." The woman stood up, giving me a complete view of her astonishing beauty. She was definitely a goddess, because I've never seen anyone as beautiful as her. From her eyes that were so pure and beautiful. Those eyes looked like they could see the depth of one's soul. Her lips were fiery and hot, like they were cut out from rose petals. Her hair was so long that it almost looked unreal. It was styled to make the golden crown sit gracefully on her head. The clothes she had on were regally made that one would think that she was born with it. Everything about her was perfect. She was the complete definition of a beauty goddess. "What?" They both exclaimed, pulling me out of my thoughts. Her mouth was left open like she had something else to say as she stared at me. "Relax mother," the Prince was quick to stop her from speaking or moving. "That lady over there saved me from dying after I was attacked by