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
Isabeau's POV“Remember Loic’s words, trust yourself.” Aello reminds me.I take a deep breath, and try to muster up as much courage as I can. I'm going to need it if I want to go through with this.The kitchen was refurbished for this specific event, it's been partitioned into two. One side for Allegra, complete with all the appliances she might need and the same for me. This was done probably to prevent us from getting in each other's way. Something I'm really grateful for. I move to my side of the kitchen.Loic stands at the side of my table and offers me his famous reassuring smile, ready to taste whatever I finally put out.I stand nervously in front of the ingredients, and I try to recall all the different Lycan dishes Lyric taught me. However, none of them feel quite right for this competition. “Trust your instincts.” Aello repeats again. “Okay..” I murmur.Suddenly a thought pops into my head.Arlo said we could cook anything. Meaning it doesn't have to be a Lycan dish.It d
Isabeau's POVI return to the kitchen, feeling a heady mix of nervousness and excitement at the same time. The King and the council will soon arrive to taste the food. 'Oh dear goddess, please let them like it.' I find myself silently praying.As I step into the kitchen, I see Loic diligently watching over the food, and he smiles at me reassuringly. I shoot him a quick smile in return. "Thank you so much for keeping watch, Loic." I speak graciously. "It was my pleasure. This food is amazing, I had to make sure nothing happened to it." He beamed."Alright, it's time to dish out the food so we can present it." I state and he nods, opening the cabinet and bringing out a few dishes.I serve the soup into eight bowls for the seven members of the council and the King. Just then, Lyric arrives."Since you're already done with the cooking, I thought you might need some help." She said casually as she joins Loic."Yes Lyric, perfect timing. The tables have already been set in the throne roo
Isabeau's POVHow is this even possible? When did this happen? I thought I had been careful!As if the shock wasn't enough, Arlo drops his spoon and pulls out some strands of hair from his food as well. My knees suddenly grow weak."I see what's going on here. You did this on purpose didn't you, little SheWolf? You're trying to poison us, yes?" Arlo turns to me and asks calmly, his words carrying as much effect as a boulder."No, no, I swear! I wasn’t —I didn't try to poison you!" I stammer, my heart pounding in my chest. "I don't know how the hair got into the food! I thought I was careful…. I’m so sorry!”Arlo's eyes narrow with unbelief and suspicion as he continues to accuse me further, "You lying, manipulative wretch! You're trying to poison us because we don’t support you. Speak now and you'll be granted a merciful death. What else did you add in this? What type of poison accompanied the hair?”The accusation dealt me a huge blow, so much so that I was finding it difficult to fo