Barlion Great...The sight of her made my heart stop. Those frost blue eyes clashed with mine and the air left my lungs.All I wanted to do was run up to her, take her in my arms, feel her... Is she real? She has to be, otherwise I will lose it once and for all. I took a small step in to the dining hall, my eyes still trained on her.The conversation in the dining hall had long stopped and I could feel eyes on me. But I didn't dare look back at any of them. If I did, I was too scared that she might disappear.I watched as Frost slowly stood up and walked over to me. Her steps had no hesitation in them, unlike mine. When Frost and I finally stood before each other, all I needed to do was reach out and touch her to know that she's really here.Frost didn't say anything at first. Her lips were slightly open and she looked like she wanted to say something.Taking a deep breath, I slowly raised my right hand up and cupped her cheek.She's really here. My Frost is really here.My
Frost Sorrow... ***One year later***Bar sighed for the fifth time tonight. He laid under the covers on his side with my back pressed to his bare chest, his right hand fingers brushing against my large belly.I couldn't see him but I could tell that he was wide awake. But even if he was awake, I could tell that he wasn't here with me. He was somewhere in his mind.Because if he was here, he would have noticed that the soft strokes of his fingers to my belly were forcing the baby to kick me harder.Placing my hand over his, I stopped the movement."Bar?" I called out but he didn't answer."Bar?""Hmm... Yeah?" He finally replied."Where did you go?" I asked."I didn't go anywhere. I'm right here." Letting put a groan, I pushed myself up to my elbow and dragged myself to a sitting position."Are you worried about tomorrow's wedding ceremony?" I asked.Barlion sat up next toe and pressed his back against the large head board."I'm not worried about the ceremony. I think." He replied w
Frost Sorrow...They say the day you come of age would be the best day of your life, the day you experience a great sense of freedom.It's the day you are considered to be a woman and all the maids fawn all over you, preparing you for all the suitors that would flood your house. But for me, it's completely different.I don't feel freedom. Instead, I feel trapped.All the years I've spent locked up in our home never made me feel like I was trapped. I never craved to walk out of the front gates and enter the busy streets of Gold land Kingdom.Which is why I feel like I'm about to live my worst nightmare.I clenched my book tight to my chest as I watch the helpers load the carriage with all the necessary items needed for the long travel.I can feel my face morphing into a worried and sad expression all at once. The amount of guilt I feel is indescribable."Don't worry about them, Lady Frost." Mirra Commented from beside me and I glanced at her before I returned my eyes
Walking next to the future King and my future husband is quite intimidating that I thought it would be.He didn't say a word as he led me away from the other royalties who seemed to stare at me with the same disgusted look he had on his face before the Kind had turned to look at him.It doesn't take a genius to know that I am not welcome here.Other than the king, who seemed to have taken a liking to me, the others didn't look pleased at all.Even the queen- Sity Great- tried to smile at me and keep an elegant appearance. But I could tell she was disgusted. The constant twitch of her eyebrows and the fake smile was too hard to see past.I glanced at Prince Barlion for a mere second before I looked ahead. Mirra used to describe how the royals looked like from the rumors she heard from the streets. From what she had told me, Prince Barlion Great looked like a man painted by the best artistes in all the five kingdoms.High cheekbones, sharp jawline, a straight nose, tick long hair that
I held on to the King's arm as he walked me in to the court room.Because it was well known that I had a bad reaction to staying out for too long and the rumors circling around me, the King wanted to wedding to be an in doors affair.He'd mentioned, in passing, that the garden he took his wife was the most magical day of his life. The gates were wide open and the King had welcomed the people of his Kingdom to witness his marriage to the queen.King Viper said that he always wanted to marry off his children in the same garden. But he was willing to make compromises for me.Even though I wanted to tell him as long as I have my mask on, I would be fine for a few hours but I didn't want to disregard the King's kindness.The image King Viper had painted of the garden in my mind was beautiful. But the large court room looked more beautiful that I thought it would be.White chairs were placed facing the direction where the priest would be officiating us. White curtains are draped over the ce
I secured the ribbon of the thick cloth tighter before I looked at the mirror.Even though half my face is covered, it is easy to tell how sad I am.Last night had been a disaster. The wedding itself had been beautiful.Sure, there had been a few glances and whispers that had upset me but it was fine because of Prince Barlion.He had been, somewhat, a very attentive husband.He had made sure to hold my hand and keep me close until we were behind closed doors.He was a gentle man, until he wasn't.The amount of humiliation I felt last night was undescribable.It made me want to run back home, hide away and never show my face again, or at least some of it.But I knew it would be impossible. So instead, I ran back to my temporary chambers and spent the entire night in fear, wondering if he would do something else.And today, Mira woke me up to tell me that I would be dining with the royals living in the castle, including the King and Queen."Are you okay, My lady?" Mira asked and I looke
The tension around the table was growing by each passing second. The two brothers stared down at each other without breaking eye contact.it does not take a brilliant man to notice that Prince Barlion and his younger brother Prince Victor do not like each other.Prince Barlion's grip on his knife kept tightening up to the point that his knuckles started turning white, looking like they were about to pop right off.While my husband was angry, it seemed his younger brother was enjoying his reaction.Prince Victor stared at my husband with a slight smile stretching against his thin lips.It was as if he was enjoying angering his older brother."Now Now, dear brother..." Prince Victor spoke as he waved his right hand. "No need to be upset that your brother missed your big day. It's not like I did it on purpose."Prince Victor spoke with such a lazy cat manner that it made him seem like he didn't care for anything at all."Besides..." Prince Victor continued. "I had wanted to come to your
Prince Barlion froze.I don't know of my question made him stop of the fact that I dared to call him by his first name. Either way, he stopped.His shoulders slumped for a split second but rose up high again before he turned around.His brown eyes looked like they were about to be engulfed with flames.Prince Barlion fully turned around and stalked closer to me in a such a speed I was afraid he might knock into me.I walked backwards until the back of my leg met the cold marbles of the fountain, stopping me from cowering further."Agree?" He snarled at me. "You think I had a say in this? You think I walked in to this marriage all happy with my consent?" His voice was low, almost close to a growl that vibrated to my ears."No. I didn't." He continued. "O had no choice. It was either take a wife or kiss the throne goodbye. My entire life, I've bleed sweat to prove myself worthy. I have jumped through hoops to get to my crown. If marrying the likes of you is what gets me to the finish li