An ancient magical book, Time travel, and a prince. Thalia, a writer who would do anything to escape her haunting reality comes across an ancient time travel book. She seizes the chance immediately and is transported to the 18th century. There She meets Prince Aldric and they’re immediately drawn to each other. However as Thalia becomes more involved in the prince’s life, she realizes that her actions could either have dire consequences for the future or save a prince and an entire nation. As she struggles to navigate the complexities she faces in the past, Thalia must also confront her feelings for the prince and decide whether to stay in the past with him or return to her own time to restore balance.
View MoreEverything was still a bit surreal to Thalia.She was in another dimension, a dimension where kings, queens, princesses and real royal families still existed. She just had dinner with a real Prince who gave her butterflies, and the said Prince insisted on walking her to her room after their dinner. Wow! The whole situation was crazy. And it just popped up in Thalia's mind. How truly batshit crazy and lunatic she'd sound if she tried to explain this situation to someone from her time? ‘So, I travelled back in time to Rivenland, and the moment I stepped foot there, I was immediately imprisoned for unlawfully entering the prince's room. After spending a few nights in prison, they upgraded me to a room that resembled a princess's quarters and assigned me a maid. I lived in the palace, wore century-old dresses and had meals with the crown prince and he even walked me to my room after one of our meals. Oh, and we played the truth game too.’ Thalia chuckled at the silly dialogue she was c
"How about we play a game instead?" Thalia suggested after a few seconds of suddenly forgetting everything about herself. Now that she was asked to talk about herself, nothing seemed to come up. "A game?" Prince Aldric asked. "Yes, I think a game would make it easier for me and you too, to talk about ourselves," she explained."Okay that's a great idea," The prince said, wearing that boyish smile that never failed to make her tummy dance."It's called the truth or dare game," she started. "Interesting…" he raised a deliciously thick, perfect eyebrow at the name."But we'll focus only on the truth because you want to know more about me and frankly I also want to know more about you." Thalia wondered where she got all the courage from. This was a prince she was talking to, a prince who would be crowned King soon. They were from two separate worlds both literally and by their status. "If it's a game, shouldn't there be a winner? And prizes too?" He asked and plopped a grape into his
They both sat at the table for a while without saying anything, they just stared. This time though she was sitting opposite him on a smaller table in the dining room, which she hadn't spotted before. This smaller table made them sit closer to each other. Prince Aldric had sent out all the servants a few seconds before. As excited as Thalia was to spend time alone with him in the huge dining room, she was also very nervous and it manifested in her tapping her legs, and wringing her palms together. Earlier after she arrived, the workers started to set out the food. There were so many different types of dishes and she wouldn't lie, Prince Aldric wasn't the only reason she was almost salivating. There were even dishes she had never seen before. 'Wow, is this how royals eat?' she thought.The prince had arrived first. That fact had horrified Ann and in turn she rushed to get Thalia ready, muttering something nervously. Thalia was sure she heard something about how you never made a prince
"Have dinner with me tonight?'It was strange how sound could send shivers running up and down her spine. How just a simple touch could make all her senses rejoice. Her senses vibrated and pulsed happily at his touch and her toes were wiggling inside her boots from glee at that little touch.Maybe she was touch starved.Thalia was struggling to regulate her breathing, all she could focus on was his hands on her bare skin and how she wanted him to go lower. Or bring his face closer…As soon as he'd caught her from falling, and placed his big hands on her bare back, everything else around them melted away. Everyone else too. She could only focus on his intense gaze and warm palm. His eyes had darkened at that moment and beautifully matched the greenery around them, and she was lost in them. "Have dinner with me," he'd murmured and she so desperately wanted to say yes immediately but her voice was stuck in her throat. She was busy admiring his flawless face which looked even more surrea
The next morning, Thalia was up early and ready to finally go outside. Ann had kindly informed her that she was free to request the things she needed as per the Prince's order. Whenever she met the prince again, she planned to ask him why she got such special treatment. He must have a reason. So she had conveniently asked Ann to bring some comfortable clothes for her since hers weren't too appropriate over here. So now she was staring at herself in the mirror noticing how well she fit the image of an 18th century woman because of the dress.According to Ann, it was the simplest she could find in the shops. It was a normal dress she'd probably see in a museum in the 21st century. It was an open robe with a petticoat. It had a fitted bodice, narrow sleeves, and double-layered cuffs. The thing Thalia found uncomfortable about the dress wasn't even the bodice. It was the fact that her boobs were almost touching her chin. With how high the dress pushed her boobs up, she could lick the to
Thalia looked at the shiny gold entrance plaque with wonder in her eyes. It gleamed in the sunlight seeping through her curtains. She admired the smooth surface and intricate designs while also not knowing how to feel. She suspected now that Prince Aldric also felt the spark and constant sexual tension between them, and now with him giving her something like that, she was sure he cared about her in some way.Maybe she was getting ahead of herself.Maybe he didn't care about her and this entrance plaque was fake. Maybe it was a test to see what she would use it for. Then she would never use it, she decided. Waiting till he summoned her wasn't a bad idea. She also needed time to kill all the butterflies in her tummy. They were too many and too active around the man.A knock interrupted Thalia's crazy thoughts. She knew immediately that it was Ann. Only she did it in such a slow, spaced, and quiet way. Thalia still confirmed through the peephole before unlocking the door, she wasn't ta
"If I'm going to stay in the palace I want to at least have my freedom," Thalia blurted. Maybe she wanted to reduce the sexual tension between them and in the room. He had already put his huge coat on her and they were once again in a staring competition. A competition she knew wouldn't end well if they continued.It was likely to end in a makeout session, initiated by her."Why so suddenly?" He asked."Why not?" She shot back, still trying to control her breathing. "Who would choose to be locked up? I want to at least try to regain my freedom.""Fair," he agreed, his eyes trained on her lips."I was only a few minutes to either a violent mental breakdown or going berserk from doing nothing and battling with boredom." She told him. Thalia was confused as to why she always became so talkative around the prince. Maybe she felt comfortable with him in a way, which was weird.He chuckled and Thalia squirmed trying to contain the butterflies wreaking havoc in her stomach. Even his laughin
Saying she was caught off guard by the prince was an understatement. Her eyes slamming on his beautiful face was more exhilarating than the shock she got from him pulling her in so suddenly.His next words snapped her out of her shock."What're you doing wandering around? I thought I confined you to your chambers until your identity is confirmed?" "Yes… uh…" she scrambled for an excuse. He cocked his head to the side as if waiting for her excuse mockingly. His beautiful eyes trained on her turned her brain to mush and she felt helpless under his scrutiny. "I… I was bored," she blurted the first thing that came to mind. She almost facepalmed in front of him even though she was telling the truth."Hmm…" he crossed his arms and continued to scrutinize her face as if searching for the truth… or lie. Thalia's eyes trailed his arms. Through his thick suit, she could see the outline of his bulging muscles and her eyes fed on them before she snapped out of it."I really was just bored and
Several thoughts swam around Thalia's mind as she walked the Halls of the palace. The guards and Ann were escorting her to her assigned room. According to Aldric, she was to stay in the palace until further orders and under strict surveillance. How would she do that though? She was experiencing something she'd only seen in movies and read in books and she was just supposed to stay put?They passed by a huge beautiful window Thalia hadn't noticed before. Just outside the window, there was a beautiful garden with a small stream. Before she could let her eyes explore more, Ann tapped her arm and they continued walking. She took note of the place, planning to visit later. If she got the freedom.A shiver touched her spine when the last expression the Prince wore came to mind. He was looking at her in a way she couldn't even begin to describe but it made her jittery and weak. Her last lingering glance at him had surely shaken her. Now, she could stay in the palace at least for a while wi
Thalia regarded the enormous glass window in front of her with gloomy eyes. This particular table at The Silver Spoon restaurant was her favourite. The rain was coming down in torrents, and the air was chilling, but it was not as cold as her heart felt. She watched as the rain washed away a stain from the glass, and prayed she would simply vanish, and be carried away by the rain as well.Drumming her fingers continuously on the table in a steady rhythm, she stared down the ominous object that had arrived at her apartment door that morning and destroyed her whole demeanour. The letter sat on the table in front of her, and she continued to just stare at it. Normally, she would have lit the letter on fire the moment she got it. They were from her stepfather.It was always heartbreaking and bone-chilling to read, always the same vile content, so Thalia stopped reading them a few years ago. Clutching the crystal necklace she was wearing, her body shook. She wasn't crying, but it wasn't la...
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