Stellan's POVEven Arlo, who's often reserved and hardly shows any emotion on his face aside from disapproval, is caught off guard by the news and glances in shock. I find it quite amusing.I steel myself as I get ready to say the most controversial words they'll probably ever hear in their lifetime."It is my plan to marry her and make her my queen," I add, my gaze locking with each and every one of them. At first, the throne room is filled with a loud impregnable silence as the men try to process the information I had just shared.As expected, Arlo is the first to break the silence as he chuckles nervously, like I had just made a joke."Surely, Your Majesty, you're just teasing us," Arlo says, trying to bring some amusement to the situation. "Forgive me for saying this but your joke didn't quite catch on. Besides, such matters shouldn't be spoken of so lightly."I give him a small smile, appreciating his attempt to lighten the mood. "Arlo, you've known me for a long time," I reply,
Stellan's POV"I believe my daughter, Allegra, is the most perfect candidate to be your queen. She is beautiful, well mannered, of noble birth and most of all, a Lycan.” Arlo lists out and the other members hum in approval, it's starting to seem like one big conspiracy.My body freezes as I realize that if I don’t tread carefully, I might lose this battle.....and lose her.I should have expected it, I should have seen it coming. His words are a blatant challenge to me, carefully disguised as expectations of my position. Whoever said being King is easy needs to think again.‘You know I’m right. What will you say now?’ The look in Arlo’s dark eyes seems to say to me.As soon as Arlo mentioned the idea of me marrying his daughter, Allegra, I'm pretty sure my heart skipped a beat as I felt a wave of dread wash over me. Arlo has placed me in a dangerous position; a choice between my promise to Isabeau and my duty to my people.I have absolutely no reason to reject Allegra; neither can I po
Isabeau's POVNumb.That's how I felt when Stellan made the declaration. I tried hard to stay calm, tried hard to assure myself that this wasn't really happening but the pleased voices of the men sitting before me made it all clear.How? How could he do this to me? Why did he do this to me? The questions kept swirling in my head."Calm down, Isa. Now's not the time to panic, I'm pretty sure there's an explanation. Stellan already promised he would marry us." Aello tried to assure me but her words did little to nothing.Why did he make such an announcement? Does he really want me to compete with a female Lycan for his hand in marriage? As if having to sit quietly while a haughty group of old men insulted me and belittled my kind wasn't humiliating enough. I don't care who he is, Stellan has no right to do this to me. This is simply unacceptable!With the horrid meeting brought to a close, I notice the disapproving glances thrown at me by the members of the council as they slowly file o
Isabeau's POV"Loic…what are you doing?" His earnest expression transforms to a warm smile that sends a thrilling sensation through me. "You chew on your bottom lip when you're nervous or worried about something," he says with a small smile. My eyebrows shoot up at his words. How did he know? It's been an old habit of mine, one only my parents had ever noticed. How could he have caught on so quickly when we've only known each other for a month?“Wow it seems you’re right. I can’t believe you noticed.”He shrugs like it’s no big deal."I take pleasure in noticing all the little things about you because my life now revolves around you. So, tell me, what's bothering you?"I take a deep breath and reveal the thorn in my side. "There's going to be a competition between me and another woman, a Lycan female named Allegra. The winner of the Competition will get to marry Stellan."Loic's annoyance is immediately evident on his face as he says, "You shouldn't be competing for another man's a
Isabeau's POV"Another Leo situation, just what we need." Aello mutters within me with an eye roll. Tell me something I don't know. I don't care whatever this woman's deal is, the only thing I know is I won't let myself get insulted. I would love to give her a taste of her own medicine but for Stellan's sake, I'll opt for peace first."I know it may be hard to believe, but I simply want a friendly competition. We don’t actually need to be enemies or hate each other. I believe it's the best way to test our abilities and determine who's the most suitable to marry King Stellan." I reply, forcing on a smile.Allegra bursts into laughter, her amusement apparent. "Friendly competition? Does this look like a joke to you?" she mocks, clearly unimpressed."This is a battle for a position that I've painstakingly trained for all my life," she continues, her tone cutting. "So please don’t insult me by asking for something so trivial. If you want a friendly competition, then go back to that unciv
Isabeau's POVHis intoxicating scent wafts into my nostrils and my body reacts accordingly, a tingle forming in my lower belly.I take a deep breath, trying to control my heart rate for fear that it'll leap out of my chest. Stellan doesn't seem to notice the internal battle within me as he drops a big book on the table before us.I take a glance at the title and quickly realize that it's a history book on Lycans and the Lycan kingdom. “As you should have known from the note I sent yesterday, the competition is divided into 3 parts. And as I already promised to support you through it, I will be handling your training for the intelligence test, while two of my other trusted officials will help you get ready for the other two tests.”“Okay. Thank you, your Majesty.” I nod without moving."Good. Start reading." He says and reclines back into the chair, giving me some much needed space despite how little it is.At first, I try very hard to focus on the book in front of me, I truly do, but
Isabeau's POV“What? No!” Loic quickly rebuffs.“That’s fine Loic, I don’t want you to feel pressured or anything. I’ll still teach you if you want, you just seem like the perfect model.” Bastien says with a smile."I'm not making any promises but I'll consider it." Loic replies with a sigh and Bastien beams up at him. At least it wasn’t a no.I smile to myself as I shoot my last round of arrows. Bastien. What a character he is.As Loic and I bid farewell to Bastien and make our way back to the palace, I realize that I’ve been very fortunate indeed.All my training has been quite fun and interesting, plus I’m even more grateful for the opportunity to train with someone as skilled as Bastien. With King Stellan's guidance on the Kingdom's history and culture and Bastien's expertise in archery, I feel more confident and prepared for the upcoming competition.And with Loic by my side, supporting and cheering me on, I know that I'm not alone in this journey. Together, we'll face whatever
Isabeau's POVOn the morning of the competition, Lyric comes to my room to wake me up as usual. But to her surprise, I'm already awake. I couldn't really sleep much the previous night. I mean who would be able to sleep knowing the next day would determine how the rest of their future plays out? I sigh as I roll out of bed, feeling like the day of the competition has arrived way too early for my liking.“Oh, Good morning Isa, it seems you're already awake. Did you sleep well?” Lyric asks kindly."Morning Lyric…. And no…I barely slept at all," I admit, my voice filled with exhaustion. "Anytime I closed my eyes, I would keep having nightmares that I failed the competition… Eventually, I just gave up and stayed awake."Lyric's expression softens with concern as she helps me freshen up and get ready for the day ahead. "It's natural for anyone in your position to feel nervous, Isa," she says gently. "But remember that you've trained really hard, and you're more than prepared for this…. Try