Diana, her father, and her elder sister; Isabel who was head over heels in love with the crown prince, were the first to arrive at the banquet that the King threw in the honor of his first son; the crown prince. Her father has gotten a promotion as a duke walked majestically with his daughters by his side
He was ready to marry his youngest daughter off to one of the king's sons. That was his plan right from the beginning.
The rule was that the father would pick a suitor for any of their daughter that had come of age. And if the girl fails to abide by the rule, she would be beheaded.
The luxury at the party didn't flick her but her sister was doing the opposite. Her father had brought them here so that he could match them up with some dignitaries as suitors and not commoners.
Diana just clocked eighteen and she had to carry her cross alone while her sister was accused of killing her husband just because she didn't like him.
The youngest daughter of Mr. Wilson was beautiful and even before they got to the banquet, some men had already eyed her from afar much to the elder sister's horror.
She didn't like the idea of her younger sister getting all the glory.
Diana's appearance overshadowed that of her sister even though she didn't wear any makeup and only wore a plain blue gown. Her unblemished skin, alluring emerald green eyes, and dark ebony black hair. No man in their right senses was able to resist her charm.
People would usually stare at her, either in awe or envy. Her sister glared at her in envy from behind.
She wondered who her father would introduce her to. He did want to spend so much on her but the young lass bluntly refused. Her sister was dressed in an extravagant dress while she wore a plain dress.
The banquet hall was soo starting to get filled with guests of higher class. A few guests that know her father would come by to congratulate him on his promotion.
Some males took the opportunity to shower Diana with the compliment but she wasn't interested and they dived to share the compliment with her sister instead since that was what she loved.
Her father saw that his youngest daughter had already started with the rejection, he smiled and she quickly caught sight of that.
If her guess was right, her father already had someone in mind for her to marry. She kept on wondering who the mysterious person was and why her father hasn't given her any clue yet.
Diana excused herself to get some drinks while her sister flaunts around with some men.
She was a bit sober while she held the glass of wine in her hand which was about to fall because she was absentminded. A man prevented the glass from falling and that was her Diana came back to her senses.
"Oh thank you, mister." Diana gave a curtsey.
The man bowed before helping her to sit and also sat next to her. "I can see you were absentminded." The man said.
Diana nodded, not taking a proper look at the man's facial appearance but from his looks, he was a well-to-do man.
"I'm Williams." He extended his hand for a handshake and Diana did too.
"I'm Diana." She said gulping down the wine in her mouth in one go with a sour face.
Williams smiled, her expression was cute. "What is a beautiful lady like you doing out here, all alone?" The man asked trying to indulge her in a conversation with him.
"I'm here with my sister and father. I need to go now." She stood up and left even before the man could utter a word, she had already disappeared out of his sight.
The sound of a trumpet could be heard, and the King's arrival was promulgated. As usual, the hall was silent as everyone's gazes were at the entrance.
Most of them haven't seen the King before but had only heard of him.
A man came out from the entrance and most of them were surprised and to their disappointment, the King was already old and ready to join his ancestors.
The King sat elegantly on his throne and the arrival of the princes was announced.
Eyes traveled down to the entrance once again. The crown prince was the first to come out and his aura commanded attention and respect. The young ladies present in the hall including Isabel were going nuts already because of the sight of the crown prince.
The crown prince stood behind his father. The second prince was still charming just like the crown prince and still caught some attention from the ladies. He stood behind his father as well.
And there was the last prince, who everyone thought that the King had abandoned or well, would soon abandon, and came out of the entrance with dignity and pride. Upon seeing him, mouths fell open, breaths hitched, and eyes widened.
He was the only one that was wearing a mask and no one could see what his face looks like. His aura was screaming danger and his manly appearance was unearthly.
Standing behind his father, where everyone could see him clearly, his white eyes that had no eyelid were visible because the mask wasn't covering his eyes.
All eyes were now on the three princes and then on the old king whose grey hair cascaded down his back and a golden crown sat on top of his head. His black royal robe was adorned with golden embroideries and trailed behind him on the white marble floor.
Isabel had her eyes on the crown prince. She imagined standing next to the crown prince on the day of his coronation as King. He was so handsome and was beyond the way she had imagined him to be.
Other ladies admired both the crown prince and the second prince. Some were even shameless about their thoughts. No one dared to admire the cursed blind prince.
It was that same cursed blind prince that took Diana's attention. The blind prince that had no one to support him with his movement even though he was blind.
The party started with blissful music. The females were ought to dance with a respective male on the dance floor before they would have the banquet. Isabel rejected the young men that came to ask her for a dance but she bluntly refused them, hoping to have a dance with the crown prince. She stood beside her father, who cared less about her ever since she was accused of killing her husband. On the other hand, Diana was just been forced to act like a proper lady by her father. While she was receiving several scoldings from her father, the crown prince came to ask for a dance. Her elder sister was about to throw a tantrum because she wanted to have a dance with the crown prince. Diana denied the crown prince's request for her to join him for a dance but her father forced her and apologized to the crown prince on her behalf. The latter had no choice but to succumb. She saw Williams also dancing with a beautiful lady, and a sigh of relief escaped her lips. Hopefully thinking that she'
The banquet was going well, the guests were chatting and a series of discussions were held. The king found Diana to be a simple and naive girl and had other plans in mind for her, upon knowing what the latter's father wants."So tell me about yourself, young maiden." The king said facing Diana.She was shocked that the king's question was directed at her and she almost choked. Her father continued pinching her thigh from under the table for her to maintain and not embarrass him. Diana did as she was instructed by her father, and her face brightened up with a smile."I'm Diana, a fashion designer in my vicinity." She spoke with so much confidence.The crown prince was overwhelmed and at the same time displeased. She doesn't fit his standards."You're a fashion designer huh?" The king asked, he was interested in this young maiden."Yes, I am." She nodded."I'm going to promote your business. You'll get to make good clothes for me; the king and other dignitaries." The king smiled gulping
Finally, the event of a lifetime came to an end. Mr. Wilson and his youngest daughter went home in a sour mood. They met Isabel sitting on a stool, lamenting at the corridor leading to the main entrance.Seeing the sour mood on their faces, she knew something must have eventually happened. Isabel stood up to welcome her father, and she did so, glaring at her sister who she called a snitch."Let's go inside first." Mr. Wilson said before dashing inside the house and sitting comfortably on the couch. All his plans had fallen. They had called in crumble and this wasn't the way it had wanted it to be.Diana left the house and didn't follow them inside. Isabel couldn't wait for her father to finish his short rest so she can fill him with questions."Father, what happened at the banquet?" Isabel asked after seeing that had father was ready to answer any questions thrown at him.Mr. Wilson shook his head in disapproval, all that had happened didn't sit well with him. At least, his daughter
Days passed and Diana thought she was free from the marriage arrangement with the last prince. Her father never talked about it. At least she was death free!She got ready for the day and headed to her shop. The market was busy and crowded. People were whispering and murmuring but Diana didn't mind any of it and just focused on what brought her to the market.Her small fashion business was doing very well until a customer came by. The woman looked upset as she held one of the dresses that was being made by Diana; the seamstress."Is this what you want me to wear to my engagement party?" The woman yelled angrily. She slammed the dress on Diana's face.Diana's shop was in an open area, so passersby witnessed the scene; except those who had their businesses to mind."I ordered a v-shaped neck and the dress is nothing to my expectations." The angry woman yelled again.The seamstress in question took the cloth off her face to examine the errors. She remembered vividly how she made the dr
"You want her to what?!" The King said, yelling but his old age was a hindrance to him. He coughed loudly while the servants helped him with water before dismissing them.The other princes were as shocked as their father."I was expecting this though." The second prince said staring at the blind man with a disgusting look as he rubbed his jaw.The crown prince was short of words. "What will you expect this cursed dark-hearted man to say?" He directed the question to his father.Damon was already used to them raining insults on him. He just listened and observed with his senses. His blindness did not affect him."He hasn't seen the kind of beauty that young maiden possesses." The king said in between his teeth.The crown prince downgraded her because of her low status but true she was a refined beauty. The second prince had no interest in her since he can bed any woman of his choice.As for Damon, although he hasn't seen the kind of beauty the so-called maiden portrays. His senses neve
The day dawned crisp and clear.The sun poured through her window. Another day had dawned, bringing with it new hopes and aspirations.The light of dawn seeped into Diana's room. She rubbed her bleary eyes and walked to the window. There was a pearly glow in the sky.The first rays of sunlight lit up her room. The dawn chorus of melodic birdsong drifted in.She yawned loudly using the back of her palm to cover her mouth. Getting up from her bed, Diana walked towards the window to get some fresh air. She spotted a crack in her window and was curious to know what caused it.The lass got ready for the day and headed downstairs only to see the king and the two princes with her father who was weeping bitterly."What's going on?" She asked with a shaky voice, her face was sour. She forgot about the King's presence."Diana!" Her father gazed at her and then shook his head before looking away.Tears dropped slowly from her eyes......seeing her father's expression made her worry.Her father w
"Father, what are your plans? Why would the seamstress come to live with us here in the palace?" Damon asked angrily.The King and his two brothers remained quiet they were scared of this side of him."We don't need your permission!" The crown prince butted in.Damon turned towards his brother's direction after being cautious of the sound of his voice. "But she's presumed to be my bride!"He asked but the crown prince reluctantly bashed him, wanting to push him away. Try to mock him because of his blindness but Damon caught his arm and tightened his grip."I can still sense your presence, brother!" Damon smirked before pushing his brother away, then he later spared his father a glance after the old man yelled countlessly at him to stop being a moron."Damon, are you even my son?" The king yelled angrily but his old age became a hindrance.The blind man just beamed evilly. "You asking me that now? You aren't my father!" "You must get married to the seamstress without any objections, s
"One thing I hate the most is betrayal!" Charles snorted in pain as he held his head. He struggled to get to his feet. He remembered what he was trying to do and recalled that someone hit him with the wooden chair.Was it her father?"Mr. Wilson, it's not what you think." He said evading the gaze of the person standing in front of him. Charles knew he was gonna be a dead person now that her father was here and caught him in the act."You must be dense to think that I'm her father."Before Charles could raise his head to gaze at the man, a punch landed on his face and he fell on top of Diana's unconscious body.Just then the carriage from the palace came, the man quickly fled through the window while the crown prince entered and saw Charles lying on top of Diana's body.Damnit! Charles cursed gritting his teeth in annoyance.Charles got up and stood his ground. "Your Highness, it's not..."Before he could complete his statement, the crown prince gave him a filthy slap that resounded in
As Diana settled into the carriage, she couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment. She had been enjoying their time at the castle and didn't want it to end so soon. She turned to Damon, who was sitting next to her, and asked, "Why didn't you tell me we were leaving today?"Damon remained silent, which only added to Diana's frustration. She turned her attention to Sir Galahad and Sir Richard, who were sitting across from them. "How long will the journey take?" she asked.Sir Richard cleared his throat before replying, "It should take us about two days to reach the palace, my lady."Diana let out a sigh and leaned back against her seat. She gazed out the window at the passing countryside, which was filled with lush green fields and tall trees. "It's a shame we have to leave this beautiful place," she said wistfully.Sir Galahad nodded in agreement. "Indeed, it is. But duty calls, and we must answer."As they continued their journey, the environment around them changed. The lush g
Under the light of the full moon, a group of werewolves gathered in the forest. They were all pale-skinned, their eyes glowing in the darkness as they waited for their leader, Chaos, to arrive.As Chaos emerged from the shadows, the werewolves fell silent. He was a towering figure, with jet-black fur and piercing yellow eyes. He looked around at his followers, his expression cold and unreadable."Chaos, we were curious about the woman in the prophecy," one of the werewolves spoke up. "The celestial spirit told us that you need to be redeemed. Is it true that you have feelings for her?"Chaos snarled, his teeth bared. "That is none of your concern. The prophecy is just a means to an end. Our goal is to take revenge against the humans and gain dominion over the world."The werewolves murmured in agreement, but one of them spoke up. "But Chaos, if you are redeemed, won't that mean that we won't be able to achieve our goal? We need you to be coldhearted and ruthless."Chaos glared at the
Diana had been enjoying her stay at the lonely castle for the past few days. She had been exploring every nook and cranny of the castle, admiring the beautiful paintings and sculptures that adorned the walls and floors. She had also been spending a lot of time in the gardens, which were filled with colorful flowers and exotic plants.However, she had noticed that Damon had not been enjoying his stay as much as she had. Whenever Diana tried to make conversation with him, he would ignore her or give her short, monosyllabic answers.One day, after several failed attempts to engage Damon in a conversation, Diana finally managed to get him to talk to her. "So, Damon, what do you think of the costume party that's happening next week?" she asked, trying to sound casual.Damon sighed and looked up from his book. "I don't really care about the party, Diana," he replied, his voice flat.Diana was taken aback by his response. "But it's going to be so much fun! I've already made a costume for the
Damon felt the warmth of Diana's arms around him as he slowly opened his eyes. The room was dark, with only the soft glow of the moonlight filtering in through the curtains. As he gently slid out of bed, he could feel Diana's body stirring slightly, but he knew he had to leave.He carefully lifted Diana, cradling her in his arms, and carried her to her own bed. He gently laid her down, tucking her in and placing a soft kiss on her forehead before turning to leave.As he made his way to the window, he could feel the restlessness building within him. He had never slept before, his blindness making it impossible for him to fully rest. Instead, he had other duties to attend to at midnight.With a deep breath, Damon raised the window and leaped out into the cool night air. As soon as his feet hit the ground, his body began to shift and contort. Bones cracked and muscles stretched as he transformed into a magnificent wolf.The transformation was always exhilarating, and Damon relished the f
Prince Damon lay in his bed, the darkness of the room enveloping him. He heard footsteps approaching and a soft rustling as Diana, his new companion, settled into her own bed on the other side of the room."Goodnight, Prince Damon," Diana said softly."Goodnight, Diana," Damon replied, his voice cool and distant.There was a moment of silence before Diana spoke again. "I know this is an unusual arrangement, but I hope we can both make the best of it."Damon sighed. "Yes, it is certainly unusual. But I suppose we must make the best of it, as you say."Diana shifted in her bed. "Is there anything I can do to make you more comfortable, Your Highness?"Damon frowned. "I am blind, Diana. I do not require comfort."Diana's voice was gentle. "I understand that, but I still want to make sure you are not feeling uneasy in any way."Damon was silent for a moment before he spoke again. "Very well, if it will make you feel better, you may light a candle."Diana lit a candle on the nightstand betw
Damon and Diana rode in silence as they approached the castle. The journey had been long and exhausting, and Diana was feeling uneasy. She had heard rumors about the blind prince Damon, and his reputation for being cold and unapproachable made her nervous.As they arrived at the castle, the knights who had escorted them – Sir Richard and Sir Galahad – bid them farewell and rode off into the distance.Damon and Diana dismounted their horses and made their way into the castle. It was dark and drafty, and Diana shivered as they walked down the long, winding corridors.Finally, they came to a stop in front of a large wooden door. Damon pushed it open, and a musty smell wafted out."This will be our bedroom," he said, gesturing inside.Diana peered in, her eyes widening in shock. "This is...our bedroom?" she asked incredulously.The room was sparse and unfurnished, with just a single bed in the center. The walls were bare, and the windows were covered in thick curtains that blocked out al
Prince Raymond sat at the head of the table, his father, the old king, to his right. The large, ornate courtroom was filled with advisors and important figures from around the kingdom. The topic at hand was the recent attacks by a werewolf that had been terrorizing the kingdom, targeting young women and brutally murdering them."I propose that we increase the number of guards in the affected areas, Your Highness," said one of the advisors, a grizzled old man with a thick beard. "We need to ensure the safety of our citizens.""Agreed," said Raymond, nodding his head. "We will also offer a reward for any information leading to the capture of the werewolf. We need to bring an end to this before any more innocent lives are lost."The others around the table murmured their agreement, but Raymond couldn't help but notice that his younger brother, the Crown Prince Klaus, remained silent throughout the meeting. It was unusual for Klaus to not speak up during these types of discussions, and
Charles trudged his way back home, with grocery bags in his hands. The sun had set a while ago, casting the city into darkness. It was a quiet night, with the occasional sounds of passing cars and honking. As he walked, his thoughts drifted to the prince's offer. The crown prince wanted him by his side as an ally. Charles wondered about the benefits this alliance would bring and how it would further his goals. But he could not shake his apprehension about the prince's ulterior motives.Finally, he arrived home to find Elena serving dinner on the dining table. Charles couldn't help but feel exhausted as he sat down. Elena seemed to notice his fatigue and asked him about his day, and what he bought from the market. He told her in detail about his encounter with the prince, about his offer of an alliance, and how it could benefit them. Elena listened eagerly, her eyes shining with greed."That could help us a lot," Elena said with a sly look, and Charles realized that she was not con
Prince Klaus rode on his horse towards the main crowded market, the sun beating down on his skin. He had heard of a man called Charles, a fisherman who had supplied the fish for their royal feast. Klaus had heard rumors that Charles had connections throughout the kingdom and might just be the ally that Klaus had been searching for.As he rode through the busy marketplace, Klaus spotted Charles selling fish to the crowded customers. Klaus couldn't believe his luck, he had just stumbled upon the man he had been looking for.Klaus approached Charles slowly, making sure not to startle him. Charles, however, had already recognized Klaus and his intentions."What do you want with me, your royal highness?" asked Charles, eyeing Klaus with suspicion."I need your help. I'm on a mission to ascend the throne, and I want you to be my ally," replied Klaus earnestly, looking Charles straight in the eye.Charles paused for a moment, contemplating. "And why should I help you?"Klaus, not one to shy