I pulled Roseline in for a hug. Roseline was the last person you could expect to find worried or afraid. Between the two of us, she was the daring one– always ready to fight for what she believed to be right. It was one of the many qualities that endeared her to me. Seeing her looking so anguished now broke my heart. The least I could do was comfort her and let her know I was not about to take offense to her. "It's fine. I know you only did it to protect me." I said and behind me, I heard her sniff back tears. I wondered what exactly Prince Xavier had told her to bring her close to tears. "Thanks, girl. I thought I would get in trouble for this. I was so scared." She said after I released her and touched her hand to her chest in a show of relief. "I got you, girl. Just don't do this next time, or at least confirm it with me before you do." I said, returning my gaze to my open closet. From my peripheral vision, I could see her nodding vigorously. "So what did you mean when you sa
I clenched and unclenched my fist for the umpteenth time. I stared at Roseline's face. It held a mixture of guilt and concern. I wondered where all this left her. Was she torn between the princess and me? I should not care about her but I found myself wondering how she was doing. "I'm sorry for her behavior. She might come off as rude but–" I held out my hand to stop her. I did not care to hear excuses for the princess' unbecoming attitude. If I thought about it, did I have high hopes for a princess who could bully her cousin into pretending to be her? "I'll take my leave now," I said. Her mouth dropped open at my coldness but I ignored her and walked away. By the time I found my way to the gigantic dining hall, the table was already packed full of platters and platters of food, drinks, and meat. The princess' parents arrived just when I did and cast quizzical looks at me for being alone. I had to restrain myself from asking why they were so surprised when they knew how bratty the
I gasped. Every other person at the table gasped. The horrified expression on their faces mirrored the one on mine, I'm sure. When I told Ariel to be rude to Xavier, I had not expected that she would be able to go through with it. She was after all the kind princess, the angel who could not stand to see anyone suffer. This only went to show how desperate she was. It was foolish of her. She did not have to make her desperation so obvious because, in my eyes, it made her look vulnerable. Why should I care though? It only made things that much easier for me. I saw the smug look on her face for a fraction of a second before it disappeared, replaced by a look of horror. "Oh, what have I done? I'm so sorry, Prince Xavier." She cried in that pretentious tone of voice she adopted when she told a lie. Xavier looked stricken. He started from Ariel to his pants to the offending wine bottle and then back at Ariel. It was as if he needed some time to process the whole situation. Meanwhi
I seethed. Why was this happening to me? Why? One moment I was free to do whatever I liked as long as it was within the limits of southern law and the next moment, I was to become the wife of this angry-looking prince. Everything was happening so quickly and even though I did not want to, I couldn't help but feel hopeless sometimes. The prince was not helping issues either. He was a handsome young man and he was bound to have a lover somewhere in the northern kingdom. Did he not feel any ounce of guilt when he agreed to this marriage? His demeanor told me that he was someone who would not be forced easily into doing something he didn't want to, so why? "I know it wasn't a mistake." He said, dabbing on his trousers with a dry towel. "Oh really?" I said but I did not deny it. It was great to know he wasn't so dumb. "Princess Ariel, you know what I find puzzling?" He asked but he was not looking at me. A pronounced fold had formed on his glabella as he inspected the wet patch on his
Ohhhh man! Wait for the next thing that's going to happen. If you're not glued to your screen, expecting a chapter... I don't know what to say. I guarantee that the next couple of chapters would either make you laugh, cry, get annoyed but not angry and still manage to keep you hooked. I know you're tired of me saying this but the plot twists? Tell me who you like more right now, is it Ariel? Is it Xavier? Is it rosy? Or is it Asher? And don't forget to tell me your reason; think carefully. Catch me tomorrow? Yours faithfully.
I yawned. I loved my siblings and I loved having a conversation with them but the three of them together were a lot. They never ran out of things to say which I found fascinating on the one hand and irritating on the other hand. Right now, all I wanted to do was rest. And maybe do so while sipping some wine. But all they wanted to do was talk– about the palace, about the food, about the king and the queen. "I like that you are getting married to the princess. At least we'd get to visit anytime we like." Julius said. He was seated in front of my vanity combing his perfectly trimmed hair that did not need combing. "Plus, the princess is nice. I like her." July added. She was sprawled on my bed doing nothing at all. When she talked about the princess, a smile appeared on her face. For a split second, I wondered if they also assumed Roseline was my betrothed but then, I remembered that they were at the table yesterday. There was no way they could think that. "You met with the pri
I stared at the prince and he stared back. I could not read his expression. Was he still angry with me? "My princess." I turned to look at Asher. His head was bowed in reverence. He was usually not so courteous to me and I wondered what this new deference meant. "Oh, Asher. What are you up to?" I asked, looking from him to the prince. He ignored my question and said instead, "Could you tell Princess Ariel that I was going about the errand she sent me when something unfortunate happened to me?" I laughed but when he did not, I realized that he was serious. A smirk appeared on the face of Prince Xavier and that was when I realized what this was– a showdown between both men. "I'll stay with the crown prince. You can go about Ariel's business." I said, pretending to be oblivious to the tension between the men. I wanted to get Xavier alone anyway and this felt like a natural way of doing so. Asher was so blinded by his obsession with Ariel that he could not smell what was right b
Tell me, I'm not the only one that found chapter 12 funny? 😂 Anyway. There's more where that came from but I'd like to ask; do you feel sorry for Rosaline yet? Or do you also think that Ariel is too much of a goddey two shoes and she could have been able to see what was right under her nose if she looked closer or is Rosaline just insanely good at masking all of her atrocities and I don't know about Xavier. I kind of feel sorry for him but definitely not sorry for Ariel but that's just my opinion. Tell me yours?
Everything suddenly made sense as Roseline was hurled away,her co conspirators were dragged along with her, Juliet was back and Ariel was now a mother. I wanted to book us a holiday trip to get away from everything we have been through for the past months up until Ariel put to birth and I knew that if I waited till Ariel gave her go ahead, she would never let us travel out and enjoy a real honeymoon, so I didn't bother asking her. "Sean" I said casually at my beta, his eyes already twinkling with mischief. "Yes, Xavier?" He asked. "What would you say if I left you in charge for a little while?" I asked him and I could tell how wide his eyes grew. His lips were about to form words. Words that I knew would be in opposition to what I was already proposing. "You can't say no and, Ariel and I need to have a proper honeymoon," I said to him and that made his lips clamp shut, his smile broadened. "You're right actually and it would be unfair to refuse you," he said. " Not to mention
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It felt surreal.The obstetrician had come out earlier to tell me that Ariel was going into labor and now, some hours later, he was back again to deliver the news that I was now a father. Of twins. Nobody had expected that Ariel was pregnant with twins and even the scan had not caught that. It was a miracle indeed and in this difficult time, a miracle was well appreciated. "Can I go in now?" I asked. I was excited but at the same time, I was anxious. It was my first time being a father and I was desperate to do a good job. He smiled and before he even nodded, I had rushed into the room. Ariel was lying in bed, smiling up at the nurses who carried the babies. I stopped at the door for a moment, unsure what to do. "Your Grace." The head nurse said to me. She was smiling and holding out the baby to me. I approached with caution. I had never carried a baby in my entire life and this one seemed so delicate, so tiny that I feared it would slip and the baby would fall. "He's cute." "He
I slowly opened my eyes.The world around me felt unfamiliar but the face hovering above mine was one I knew too well. Now even if I lost all my memory and forgot the people I once knew, I did not think I could ever forget Roseline. This type of betrayal could never be gotten over. Roseline's eyes widened as she saw me gazing at her and we stared each other down for a while before she stepped away from my bed in shock. She glanced at the door and then the window probably contemplating whether to kill me or run away. I opened my mouth to speak in order to stall for time but no sound came out. Was this simply a bad dream? At that moment, it seemed she decided to kill me. She moved menacingly towards my bed, syringe in hand. I tried to sit up on bed but my body was sore all over and I could barely lift a limb. I was usually one with a speedy recovery rate but I guess there's only so much a wolf can handle. I tried to scream but no words came out. It was then I noticed that the persis
My eyes shot open.Every inch of my body ached and it was impossible for me to move. A familiar face hovered above me but it took me a good minute to remember who it was. "Syria." I gasped. "You are not dead. Good." "What happened?" Why was she even here? I felt like something really significant had gone down but I did not know what it was at the moment. My brain seemed to be lagging by at least twenty four hours. "The short or long version?" The fact that Syria was refusing to be straight with me irritated me to no end. Did she think I was joking here? I tried to swing my hand at her face but it felt too heavy to lift. "Short version." I said in resignation. "The Queen got away, The king thinks you're dead and you're left with nothing." There was no emotion in her voice as she said it and I was grateful for that. I did not need pity but I wouldn't appreciate mockery either. "Help me up." She frowned at me and then proceeded to look me up and down. "I think it's best you re
I stumbled and almost fell.Ariel was right in front of me but I could feel her slipping away while I was unable to do anything. Since I brought her back to the palace with me the night before, I had been unable to focus or even sleep. My head hurt badly but the pain in my chest was much more greater. I was losing everything that I had ever cherished. And why? I could not understand it. Why did Roseline have to do this to us? There had to be reason and I refused to believe the narrative that she was simply madly in love with me. Even a psychopath would never go to such lengths but then, psychopaths would never fall in love in the first place. Did normal people not wish happiness for the people they loved? If Ariel decided to leave me, I would be sad and plead with her but it would never ever occur to me to hurt her. Wasn't that how love should be? "Xavier, you need to sleep. There's nothing you can do by pacing here." Sean was trying to be the voice of reason but I did not think I
I ran as fast as my legs would let me.The sun was almost down and I was desperate to get to Ariel. She was calling out to me and even though I still did not know exactly where she was, I could predict the area. I would find her today. Tomorrow might be too late. "Sean, stick with me and tell the others to spread out in groups of three." Sean set about doing as I had told him while I peered around between trees at high alert. "Quickly form group of threes and stay together. Nobody leaves their partners. If you notice anything weird, alert us immediately." I watched Sean as he went about addressing the numerous guards that were spread out in the field. I had told him to stay back in the palace but he insisted on coming with me. "I want to see this through to the end , Xavier. I feel like we'll be successful this time and I want to be part of that." I could not fault his argument because I understood him. I would want to be part of the team that brought my abductors to justice too
I slapped Ariel hard across the face.Her hands hung limp by her side and her head fell forward as though she was simply sleeping. If she thought it was okay to start having ideas, then she was begging to be killed and I had no objections to that. But I couldn't let Ariel go just like that. I had loathed her for most of my life and now that it was time to make her pay, I wanted to delight in it for a long time. First, I would kill Juliet slowly and painfully in front of her and when she was begging to be killed, I would grant her her wish. I turned to Juliet. The anger in her eyes had returned and quite frankly, I'd missed that look. That ferociousness that seemed to imply I was despicable and inhumane and she would kill me if she managed to lay her hands on me. Too bad though, she was bound to a chair with her hands tied behind her. "How could you?" She whispered choking out sobs. "How could you do this to Ariel?" It was the first time I was seeing her crying without much restrai
I slowly opened my eyes.My entire body ached and I felt nauseous. I had been sleeping for a long time but it was still bright out now. Time seemed to pass really slowly here although I had no way of knowing what the actual time was. I tried to keep hope alive, certain that Xavier wild soon barge in with a group of soldiers but I still feared that I would die before he arrived. I did not doubt his love for me or his prowess at finding out information but Roseline was apparently really evil. After all, she had held Juliet for many months now and we had still not managed to catch her. Instead, she had trapped me too. I still found it very difficult wrapping my head around the fact that Rosy was the villain. Maybe this was some sort of prank. Where were the cameras hidden and when would this cruel joke ever end? I looked down at my belly and the vivid memory of her kicking me with so much aggression came to me. I shuddered. There was no way that had been an act. I didn't mean to cry b