[End of Frederick's POV][Isabelle's POV starts here]..."Ugh. My head."Since when did everything feel so spinning?There was a soft pillow supporting my head, but the discomfort was the first thing I realized when I opened my eyes."Starling ..." My baby's name was the first thing that came out of my mouth as I began to regain consciousness. My memory only races to the sound of her crying, her whimpering, and the panic throughout the palace that failed to calm her tantrum."Frederick." Then all at once, my eyes opened wide as the name slipped out instantly from between my lips.'That's right. Frederick. He was the one who had brought me to this room last night. That's right! How could I forget him!' I grumbled to myself.Without giving a second thought to my throbbing headache, I pushed the blanket off my body and set off. My legs were suddenly difficult to work with, and I almost fell over as I forced myself to stand up because of it."Isabelle?"Halfway through my hobbled walk, I
"F-frederick! What are you doing!?" I snapped, pushing him off the top of my body. He was so heavy, I had trouble breathing because of him.It seemed that he was intentionally pressing down on me with all his might, knowing that I wouldn't be able to resist."You said you wanted to make me happy? Where did your stance go a minute ago?" he said sarcastically, his smile falling with great disdain. "If you want to know what makes me happy, then just shut up and watch.""Hmmm!" I groaned under my breath, he once again locked the movement of my lips with his forced kiss.My head was suddenly empty, this was not what I wanted. When I said I was serious about fighting for his happiness, this is not what I meant!I don't know if the happiness Frederick wants is to go back to the time when he still had me."Let me go!" I finally rebelled with a fuse of anger in my chest. I kicked him with both feet, causing him to almost fall off the bed. My eyes began to water from holding back tears, but it
"Matthias ... What are you talking about? That's not what Frederick came here for. He came to see me to set things straight between you and me," I said, still trying not to scream hysterically. Despite his words that made me feel like I was being torn apart from the inside."I know," he added. He glanced at me with a bitter smile, then turned back to face his best friend. His gentle gaze made me think of nothing but suspicion.The thing I was afraid of happened. He took off our engagement ring and gave that circular gold to Frederick."I think Isabelle would be happier with you, mate," he said, taking the ring in his hand even though Frederick was faced with a big question mark."No." Frederick refused to take the gold ring in his hand and threw it back in one go. "I don't like the way you give up like this. If you had intended to waste Isabelle's love from the start, why didn't you reject her when I first wrote that letter? Now, the rice has become porridge. You already have a child,
[Matthias' POV begins] [Isabelle's POV ends here] ...... "Your mom can help you take care of Starling, you look so thin. it's all your Mom’s fault for leaving you." A splash of dew floated above my head, a testament to how cold the night was. The figure of a baby was full to the brim, sleeping beautifully in its sleeping basket. The baby's father, me, busied himself with eavesdropping on someone's conversation in the back of the room. "My dear Isabelle, why don't we talk to Matthias first? Let's solve your problem, nicely. Mom and Dad are sure they can help you get through this." Queen Camellia's voice sounded so warm, she was very sincere in accompanying her dear daughter regardless of this problem being our own doing. Against the cold wall, I leaned my body against it, tapping the back of my head in a random rhythm. I was thinking of how to leave this palace without causing a scene. "Don't. Don't even think about it. It's better if you just sleep tonight, and don't think abou
"Your Honour?" One of my servants got out of his driving seat, walking over to me who was frozen in the middle of the road."Should we delay the departure?" he asked in confusion."No," I replied quickly, instantly breaking my reverie. "Let's leave now. Have you organized all my luggage?""Everything is ready, Your Highness," my servant replies, bowing to me as he allows me to pass."Very well. We're off now," I reply, walking towards the door of the four-wheeler that's already ready to take off.Except, that is when a line of shouting haunts my distant hearing. I shifted my gaze to search for the noise, only to find the figure of an Alpha scampering along at his feet."Wait a minute," Frederick said, catching his breath after managing to match the fast pace of my nearly speeding train."Matthias, let me make sure one last time," he said amidst a gasp. "Are you sure you want to leave Isabelle and Starling's future to me?""I'm sure," not having to wait two seconds, I reply to his hesi
[Matthias' POV stops here][Isabelle's POV begins]....-- Nursing room-- Magnolia Palace, 4th floor-- 8.00 AMFrom the very beginning, I never agreed to get an injection for Starling who has had feverish symptoms for the past few weeks. All I've been doing is drinking herbal concoctions so that I can produce quality milk. My mum said that with that, the baby's illness could be cured.Who would have thought, now the injection would have to hit me? Right now, Starling is breastfeeding me. I don't know how long it's been since I've breastfed her on the bed, while she's sleeping like a newborn.That's right. Ever since she was born, Starling has never stopped crying. To be precise, after I had the baby blues./creak/A bright light came into my bedroom door which opened by itself. There was never a servant who dared to enter the nursing room unless I called them. So, who was this very presumptuous person?"Who are you?" I asked uncomfortably. Starling who was breastfeeding, I covered h
"Don't come any closer, Your Majesty! We found an Omega coming out of King Matthias' room! He looks very suspicious!""What?" I said in surprise, and disbelief, and immediately looked for the Omega they were referring to.In front of the wide-open door of the room, dozens of my kingdom's soldiers took out their weapons and aimed them at the figure of one Omega. In contrast to their excitement, the Omega seemed calm and unfazed. Even smiling smugly, as if underestimating my chosen soldiers."Who are you? And how did you get into this palace?" I asked that Omega. My steps slipped through the gaps in the soldiers' bodies to confront her."Ah, Her Majesty Queen Isabelle." The Omega was surprised by my arrival, and his face turned very friendly. Ignoring the soldier who was about to shoot her in the head, she came up to me and gave me a respectful bow."It's a big pleasure to meet you," she said, bowing to me."W-who are you?" I asked in surprise, I couldn't remember ever knowing an Omega
"Bring him here. Tell his our portrait session is about to begin," I ordered. The waitress started ignoring me and getting on my nerves. "Hey, did you hear me?" I snapped a little angrily. His hand, which was picking up my make-up for me, almost slipped in surprise and nervousness thanks to my snapping. "Unfortunately, Lord Frederick's orders are for you to take the portrait alone, Your Honour. You can wait for it when your session is over," he explained, still with his face ignoring me. 'What does this mean? Is he going to marry me or not? Why do I feel more and more marginalized by him.' My mind was upset and grumbling. I sulked, shooing away the servant who was going to help me dress and choosing to organize it myself with my hands. "Over here, Your Honour." A painter who would be handling the business of having my face drawn showed me the room that had been reserved. The irritation, disappointment, and daydreaming that stirred me up this morning, made me realize too late that