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Four Weeks Later.
Sally came out to the backyard to see her princess washing her clothes. Sally would have rushed to take the clothes from her before, but today, she didn't.
Her princess needed the distraction. She needed the activity to get her mind off painful things.
Her princess turned then and saw her. She smiled at her, "Sally..."
Sally forced herself to beam at her. "My princess. Do you need my help?" she offered anyway.
Danika shook her head, "No.... I'm fine."
Sally bit her lips. It hurts, just having to come say this to her princess.
Danika saw the pain and indecision in Sally's eyes. She dropped the piece of clothing back to the small river. She turned to Sally, "What is it?"
"Princess Kamara w-will be arriving t
1081 word(s) Published 103 It hurts her severally and even after three weeks, it doesn't hurt less. But if Princess Kamara will make the king happy, then, it will be bearable for her. She just has to bear it, she has no choice. She wishes the king all the happiness life has to offer. Maybe then, the guilt of what her father did to him will finally leave her. She paused and leaned her head on the cold hanging rail. If the guilt might leave her, will her love for him ever leave her? When Baski gave her the news one week after the night she'd spent with the king, it made her wonder if that is the reason the king had stopped summoning her to his bed? Why he stopped summoning her to write? Why he stopped... Why he just stopped everything? She opened her eyes, shutting the pain out, and continued the
1046 word(s) Published 104 Henna stared at her princess in the carriage. Princess Kamara has her professional 'princess look' on her face. Haughty lift of her chin. A blank unsmiling face. Eyes straight ahead. Mouth snapped together. A typical princess look. But one thing about a personal maid's relationship with her princess is that the personal maid already knows her princess really well. Having been with her for so many years. "Everything will be alright, my princess." Henna tried to say in consolation. "Stay away from me, Henna." Princess Kamara snapped. Henna watched the way her princess's hands tightened really well on the beautiful silk and lace corset she was wearing. Her hands have been balled into fists since their carriage entered the kingdom of Salem. It had only remained tightened
1081 word(s) Published 105 "Of course, that's weird. Considering that you were supposed to be the best healer in all the twelve kingdoms!" She hissed. "Are you sure you have a womb and your man can father a child?" The blunt question took her aback. She glared daggers at the woman. "Yes, I have a womb, you moron, I've carried a child before. And my man can father a child." Of course, the king can father a child, she has no doubt about that because it's just not possible for a king to be unable to father a child. So, it's definitely because of the damned pills. She glared at the healer harder. The old healer cannot see, but Vetta would've sworn that the woman knows how bad her expression is because she sighed in resignation. The healer got up and walked to one of the beat-up shelv
1003 word(s) Published 110 When King Lucien pulled Danika into a hug, blanketing her into his strong arm, everything suddenly felt right in the world when she got over her shock from the gesture. She allowed her wet eyes to slid close and she wrapped her arms around him. It's been four weeks she'd been in his arms. Four excruciating week of pain and misery. She closed her eyes and tightened her arms around him. It doesn't matter if this moment is fleeting... If he regains back his senses and pushes her away... What matters is the moment. This stolen moment between them. Since her status reduced and she became a slave, Danika learnt to always live in the moment because good moments are hard to come by when you're a slave. Finally, he pulled back. She looked up at his deep blue eyes and it isn't looking so troubled any
846 word(s) Published 106 Princess Kamara hasn't seen the king since she arrived. She heard that he's been in court all day, but she'll be able to see him in the night. In the meantime, she was shown to her room which was decorated and well equipped specifically for her. She'd spent her afternoon and evening walking around the palace, just looking around. Getting some fresh air with Henna. She was still hurting, and anger instills in her heart. She wants to be in her father's kingdom not here. She missed seeing the face of Callan. She wasn't able to see him for some weeks because her father had forbidden her from doing so. The consequence of disobeying his orders is that Callan will be whipped. She wondered how he's doing now. All these were in her thoughts as she walked
1157 word(s) Published 107 Danika can only watch what was happening. She was too stunned. Too shocked. After Vetta stormed off, Kamara turned her attention to her. She stretched out her hand. Danika placed her hand into hers, and she helped her up from the ground. "Thank you so much for your help, Princess Kamara. I appreciate." Danika said sincerely. She never expected this at all. Kamara waved her off. "Oh, stop with the 'Princess Kamara', not from your mouth too. I get sick and tired of hearing it sometimes." "Oh..." She doesn't know what to say to that. "You can call me Kamara, and I will call you Danika." "But that's not proper. I'm n-no longer a princess, I'm now a slave." Her cheeks flushed in embarrassment. "The clothes don't matter. What ma
942 word(s) Published 108 Can a person live and breathe pain? That was the question Lucien was asking himself as he laid in the cold hard cage, his body hurting badly. His ribs felt like they've been roasted in a hot blazing fire. His pain, he can always deal with on his own in private...in silence. But now, Declan needs him. Declan needs him now. He bit back a growl as he got up from the ground and walked to the bars of the cage that adjoined his present cage with Declan's cage. "Hey..." He growled out. Declan opened his eyes and stirred. Lucien can see that he wasn't really sleeping, he was just forcing himself. At twenty-one, Declan has developed a very bad case of insomnia. Just like every other slave. Some worst than the others. "Prince Lucien..." He groaned, crawlin
1167 word(s) Published 109 Another strange occurrence because she always has an appetite for tomato bisque soup and roasted chicken. She sighed, knowing that the sickness will soon leave her body. It has too. It's making her too tired lately, and she doesn't want Baski to know. She does her best to hide it from her...from everyone. Her sickness. Her pain. Her emotional wreckage. She just has to keep being strong both for herself and these two females she has come to care for. She stared at Remeta and Sally who was sleeping beside her, quite oblivious of the world. She watched their labored breathing. Finally, she got up from the bed when she's sure that sleep has really eluded her. She might as well go outside and get some fresh air. She put on her sleeping robe and walked out of the bedroom. O
1499 word(s)PublishedExcerpt 3b. Final Excerpt.Hours later, the sun is down. The moon rose high in the sky, glowing beautifully with the stars surrounding it. Anarieveta got down from the carriage, paid the carriage-rider some coins, and watched him drive away.Then, she entered the huge property of the Raskins. Staring at the elegantly decorated big home, she contemplated knocking on that huge door several feet away from her.There's no turning back now. Her baby, Merrily, needs her.With that in mind, she covered the distance and knocked on the door, her heart in her throat. The door swung open.Gedony Raskin stood tall behind the door. The sleepy look fled from his eyes as he saw Anarieveta standing uneasily behind his door.When he sent out that crazy message about Merrily being sick and needing her, he never expected that s
1035 word(s)PublishedExcerpt 3a.She didn't let him.In fact, Anarieveta began avoiding him again. This time, harder than the first time.Two months after their night together, Gedony Raskin has had it with her. He has done everything within his power to see Anarieveta again, but she always evaded him.He's in the school? She's suddenly out of the premises according to her assistant.He's in her office? She's not around.He goes to her home? Everywhere is locked.The next thing he heard is, she has gone to the palace to spend some time with her godson, the little Prince.Their night together lives in his head always, he hasn't been able to forget it. And frankly, it hurt him that she moved on without him. How can she just forget that beautiful intimate moment like it never happened?"Papa, papa,
1433 word(s)PublishedExcerpt 2b.Several hours later, Anarieveta admitted to herself that she's happy again for the first time in a long time. Genuinely, womanly happy.He was right there in the kitchen with her when she was making omelets and he found every reason to make her laugh. At first, it was difficult—she doesn't really have a lot to smile about.But he was always making jokes. And when jokes weren't working much, he told her stories about his children in the past. The stories were so funny, they made her smile. Smile so hard. Laugh.It didn't take long before she was laughing out loud as he told her tales elaborately.They ate together. Went out on a walk together. When they got back, they sat in the wooden chairs in the backyard, talking with each other.It was beautiful. It made Anarieveta so happy
1403 word(s)PublishedExcerpt 2a."You're right. So, let's talk about the present." His arms wrapped around her back, successfully caging her in his arms so she wouldn't escape, "Why have you been avoiding me?""I'm been too busy. I wasn't avoiding you.""If you're going to lie, at least look me in the eyes while doing that, will you?" He sounded amused."Alright. There was nothing to talk about. Mr. Odin makes sure any problem concerning the kids are solved." Shifting uncomfortably in his arms, her eyes darted to the door behind him longingly."What about the problem between us?""Mr. Raskin—"He kissed her. Gently. Passionately. Intensely. His lips molded with her perfectly, licking and tasting hers so thoroughly that a moan tore through Anarieveta's throat.Her body
857 word(s)PublishedExcerpt 1b.Note: There are only three excerpts...********In the early evening, Gedoni Raskin stood inside her living room with his daughter plastered to his body, his broad shoulder cushioning her head, her small arms wrapped around him."Why are you sick, Pumpkin? Don't be sick, you know Papa doesn't like that." He said, tenderly."I know, Papa. You get sad when we get sick." Merrily mumbled against his shoulder, her eyes closed."Yeah. Papa loves you two so much, he gets sad when you're not happy.""I am happy, Papa. Miss Ana gave me food and bitter herbs and sang to me. I don't feel so bad anymore.""Oh, guess we have Miss Ana to thank for that," his eyes found her across the living room and held."Yes, Papa. Miss Ana likes me, and I like M
981 word(s)PublishedExcerpt 1a.FIVE YEARS AFTER MOMBANA'S WAR.Anarieveta entered her Bed Chambers, her eyes darted to the fire pit which produced heated light into the bedroom, and felt satisfied that the fire hadn't burned out in her absence.A small figure occupied her king-size bed, the figure moving her body to glance at the door when she entered. Anarieveta smiled at the little girl, walking towards the bed, she lowered herself on it."I've seen Aiden off. Your father will be here very soon to take you home, okay?" She reassured the little girl.The sad lines on Merrily Raskin's small oval face disappeared immediately after her teacher appeared at her doorway. She isn't feeling so good, but her good teacher tells her that everything will be alright. So, everything will be alright."Alright, Miss Ana." She whispered, her br
1037 word(s)PublishedEpilogue...EPILOGUE.Five years later....It is a happy day in the Palace of Kingdom Avalon, as Kamara and Declan celebrate the birth of their second child, Princess Ainaa.A huge feast is held in the Court, a lot of people attended too. Sally and her family sat at one side of the round table, a huge smile on her face as she tries to feed solid food to her own second whose her youngest.Baski, Remeta, and her best friend Corna sat at one side, laughing and talking. Beside them; Haydara, Corna's mother, and her husband Gunther are trying to wipe the oil Raira, Corna's little sister, poured on her clothes.King Lucien has tried to hold Prince Nikolai repeatedly so he'll stay in his seat on the round table, but the Prince isn't having any of that. Instead, he has snuck out again with Princess Auroria, h
1392 word(s)Published296: Final Chapter 2.Name: KING LUCIEN AND QUEEN DANIKA'S FOREVER.....In the next three months, a lot happened.After the war and the birth of the Prince, the people of Mombana practically begged King Lucien to marry their Queen and keep ruling them. The Ministers were most in support of it after they saw the way the King protected their Kingdom, saw the intense love the King and their Queen has for each other, and heard the rumors of the heavy rain in Salem at the birth of the Prince.They wanted the King and the Prince in any way they can get them. In fact, they practically begged the King to merge their Kingdoms back together again and marry their Queen, if it means that he will keep ruling Mombana.Of course, the King agreed to it. The Queen was in support of it wholeheartedly.
1338 word(s) Published 295: Final Chapter 1. As Prince Nikolai nursed, that was when the King gave the Queen the good news of Vetta's survival. Danika was so happy. Tears of joy returned to her eyes again. So much joy, it was contagious. She kept thanking the heavens over and over again and immediately she was done breastfeeding, she insisted on going to see Vetta. No matter how Baski and the others tried to discourage her because of her vulnerable state, she refused adamantly. In the end, the King instructed Chad to carry her to Vetta's bedroom while he stayed with their sleeping baby. Vetta teared up at the sight of Danika. They were hugging immediately Danika's body touched the bed. They were crying together too. Vetta was thanking her for saving her life while the Queen is thanking her for being alive. Today has