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|Duchess Winter's Point Of View| When I arrive at the palace of Euthoria, I go straight to Zoey's room. I barge inside only to see her talking with maid Pamela in hushed voices. They stop talking when I arrive, and Pamela walks out. "What's that?" I ask regarding their suspicious act "I am going to do something bad," Zoey admits. "Oh~ Like what? Are you being naughty~?" I tease. "Ugh..." Zoey facepalms. "Get your dirty mind out of here! I am talking about something bad, not naughty. So will you listen to me?" she asks. "Yeah, of course." "Wait. Why are you here again?" "I am here with hot, hot news about Prince Patrick," I say. "You MUST listen to me 'cause you've misunderstood everything! Even I can't believe it!" I exclaim. "Oh. What happened?" she asks. "Before that. I want to know the bad thing you are doing. I want to be your partner in crime~" I say with a sinister laugh. "Okay, okay, but don't make fun of me, okay?" she makes me promise. I do, but not wholeheartedly.
|Princess Zoey's Point Of View| Duchess Winter is cunning. She walks to the underground dungeon before me and asks me to hide behind a wall. After a while, she comes out but not alone, with ALL the guards following her from behind! She winks at me before walking in the other direction, leaving me as shocked as ever. How the hell did she take all the guards out of the dungeon? Even me, being the princess, cannot do that! I should probably master her cunning skills. I quickly whip my head and look in all directions to make sure no one's around, to make sure I am not being watched. As I am sure, I slip through the door and quickly grab a flame stick from the wall. I carefully walk down the swirly stairway, lighting my path with the stick. Once I am on the ground, I go in the direction that I remember where Micah's cell is. I open the door to the separate corridor and enter, hanging the flame stick on a hook on the wall. Then I walk to the second cell where Micah is and peek in. He is
|Princess Zoey's Point Of View| The next day, I had a serious conversation with Duchess Winter about my plans. Talking about serious things with her is rather hard, but today I find her LISTENING to me. "So what? Are you going to have Micah as your mate? Like, a lover?" she questions me. "I... I think so." I mumble. "Though I am a bit hesitant. He has already invaded my mind. So I think it's fine." I shrug. "Damn. So how are you planning to do it? Like, any plans on how to meet him?" "I haven't thought that far!" I squeak out. "I JUST decided to... to- let my mind wander, okay? I haven't planned anything yet. But I know one thing. To fulfil my goal and become the ruler one day, I need him. No other alpha would agree to be by my side, helping me to be the Queen, without planning treason, right?" "Right. I agree. But I suggest you get to know him more before you launch your plan, alright?" "Okay... Help me with that, Duchess Winter." I bow my head as a joke. "Okay, thy student. I
|Princess Zoey's Point Of View| "Where's Micah?" I ask as soon as we step out to the garden. "He's by the bench already. But before you go, I wanted to ask you. Why did you specifically ask maid Pamela to keep an eye on your room before we come?" she asks. "Oh. Actually, since I didn't have anything to do yesterday, I made a small plan. All the paperwork is in my room, and I don't want anyone to see them." I admit. "Okay... But why did you make a sudden plan like that?" "I-I am planning to talk with my parents tomorrow. Sooner the better, right?" I ask. "Uh-huh. I think so. Are you also planning to talk with them about Micah?" "Not yet." "Then, when?" "I don't know. When I am sure about him, I guess." I shrug in distress. The chances of my parents agreeing with my idea of letting me prove myself capable of the throne are low. And with that, their acceptance of Micah is low as well. So I might have to delay talking about Micah for another time, but it seems unfair for both him
|Princess Zoey's Point Of View| I walk toward the dining room the next day. To my surprise, I find Duchess Winter waiting for me outside the door. "Hey. What are you doing here?" I ask. "Just wanted to wish you luck before you go in. Also~~~ I heard you kissed your peasant last night," she teasingly smiles. "Shh... Don't say it aloud!" I hush her down and, "He kissed me! I didn’t. This Zoey doesn't give in to alphas that easily." I whisper in a proud voice. "Oho~ I see. Now go inside before they finish having breakfast. Show them all your charms!" I nod and walk inside after taking a deep breath. As I walk in, I find my parents engaged in a pretty serious conversation, talking in hushed voices. And they stop talking as soon as they see me. "What are you guys talking about?" I nervously ask. "Just random things, hun. Why don't you take a seat?" my mother asks, motioning at my usual seat. Father is silent as always. So I sit, and a maid serves me food. While she's at it, I plan e
|Princess Zoey's Point Of View| I walk out of the room, fuming in anger. I've never felt this mad toward my parents, especially my father. I know I am acting stubborn, but I believe I have ownership of the throne after him. "I will prove myself, prove him wrong and let him know how responsible I can be. No. I will plan treason against him. I will steal the throne." I say as I walk to my room. "Calm down, your highness. You aren't saying these words with your heart, but out of anger." maid Pamela tries to calm me down. But I am far from that. "How can I stay calm, huh? I know I acted stubborn, and he's worried about me as a father, but it's so unfair that he's unwilling to give me a chance! But willing to give a stranger a chance! This is something he can easily give me! A-and thinking about that shithead Prince Patrick, it boils me inside! I had to go through all that because of my parents as well. So this is my turn to do what I want." I express. I open the door to my room and wa
|Princess Zoey's Point Of View| I unlock Micah’s cell and ask him to come out. He hesitates but eventually does. Pamela looks at me as if I've grown a horn, but she doesn't speak up. I hold Micah's shoulders and make him look at me. "Listen. Once you step out of this cell and show yourself to everyone in the palace, you are off to have your own fight. I can't do that for you, but you can do it for yourself. I will be there, but I want you to claim pride and dignity for yourself, so there won't be a single person talking behind your back. So, are you up for it?" I ask. "I- I think so," he says. "Okay, then let's go." When we walk out of the door, the guards look bewildered, but they make no comment. So we walk upstairs without an issue. Once we are out of the underground dungeon door, whispers spread out like wildfire. "Pamela, get him a new room. I am going to finish off what I've started. I'll be busy." I say as we part in different directions. Micah looks at me and walks in the
|Princess Zoey's Point Of View| Micah and I meet (one day later) at the palace library. Arriving there, I ask Pamela not to let anyone enter till we find all the information we want. As we walk inside, the rusty smell of books surrounds us in a calming manner. Micah breathes in, and his eyes literally shine, seeing and smelling all the books. Damn. Man can fall in love with books sooner than with me. "This- this place is so perfect," he exclaims. "Uh-huh. All the world's books lie here. I bet this is going to be your favourite place?" I ask. "Yeah, but am I allowed to wander around and come here?" he asks with hopeful eyes. "When I get you a guard." "Oh... but I don't need one and don't want to trouble you. I can look after myself." "Silly." I roll my eyes. "You know nothing about the palace. This is a place where tons of secrets, dirty works and mysterious deaths lie. It's unsafe for every single person who lives here." I explain. "I thought it was the opposite," he admits.
|Princess Zoey’s Point Of View| Baby “Alice” was four years old when I was in labour, having my second daughter, who we named “Caroline”. Alice cried for days saying that she didn't want to share her parents with another person. But after a few days, when we let her see the little baby, she fell in love immediately. Taking care of two kids, along with doing my work, became really hard. So Pamela had to look after the two Princesses all the time. Meanwhile, Micah worked hard as a section leader after getting promoted twice. One year after, I got Crowned as the Queen of my kingdom, creating history as the first female omega to hold the throne. The same year, there was a minor rebel in a district that Micah calmed down with his fellow colleagues. He managed it so well that I promoted him from Section Leader to Section Commander. ~.~ "No more kids. Look at this stomach." I poke at my stomach in front of the mirror. "You look cuter now," Micah says. He gets down from the bed and walk
|Micah’s Point Of View|"My daughter is not pregnant by a peasant. It's a joke. It's a nightmare. It's a lie. You are lying! Right?" Princess's father asks me."I- I am not lying, your highness," I reply timidly, afraid I might piss him off."Oh my god!" Princess's mother gasps dramatically and falls onto her chair. "Our daughter is giving us a grandchild? I am so excited. Let me go see Zoey right now." she stands up and literally runs out of the hall to see Zoey.These two are so dramatic..."You are done." the King glares at me. "How could you impregnate my daughter!? How dare you?" he asks me.He makes no sense. I love his daughter, and one thing led to another and-He sighs and sits on his throne.Then, "You win." he says."Huh?""You win. You've got my daughter.""Your Highness. There was never a competition between you and me. I know I did wrong to the royal family and to the entire kingdom. I am wrong, but I dearly love your daughter. So please don't think I am your opponent. B
|Princess Zoey’s Point Of View| A few weeks passed after my birthday celebrations, and everyone was preparing for my coronation. I was in a good mood the whole day, but some rumours made me feel nostalgic and moody. So while in my bath, I splash around the water in frustration. I hear footsteps after a while, and Micah walks inside. "So? What did you find out?" I ask. "It turns out the rumours aren't just rumours. Viscountess Tessa has given birth to a child downtown before death, and the father is a peasant. Other details are unknown to us." he reports to me. "Oh my goodness." I cry out. "What did her parents say?" "They were unaware of the pregnancy." "That means... she left the kingdom a few months back when she got pregnant. She gave birth to her child secretly. Then came back and..." I ponder. "Yeah... Her highness assumes she kept it a secret because the father is a peasant." I stand up in my bathtub, "Micah, we must find out where her baby is! That's the least we can do
|Princess Zoey’s Point Of View| Duchess WInter got convicted of treason and was to be executed. But I stopped my father from doing so and banished him to Kingdom Neopatras. While that, Prince Patrick forgave her and took her in. The last time I heard... Neopatras was in chaos because of the news that the Crowned Prince was in love with a criminal. I sip on my soup as I glance at my parents. I look at Micah to find him silently chewing on some bread. Even his breathing is extremely silent. Well, it's not like I am any different. I am extra careful with my actions because I know my parents didn't call us here for no reason. They probably have something important to talk about. Either about what happened or about the future of the kingdom. "Now we got to talk." my father breaks the ice. I feel a chill down my spine. I am not sure why I am feeling scared. I hope it isn't anything bad. "A-about?" I ask as if I am clueless. "A few things." he clears his throat. "About everything." he
|Princess Zoey’s Point Of View| I take quick breaths as I sit on a step and keep my sword aside. I clasp my hands together and stretch upwards to relieve the pain after practising sword art with Micah for the third time this week. I lean against the wall and look up at the sky. The clouds move faster as it is windy today. I take a deep breath and feel the fresh wind running through my nostrils. A peaceful palace is the best. And it feels rather strange to have this much peace after what happened two months ago. It took me one week to wake up after being assaulted by Duke Tyler. When I did, I had no physical strength, and my whole lower half was purple. Still, the scar hasn't left. When I heard that we'd defeated the enemy, I couldn't be happier. My father asked me to take some rest, and he dealt with punishing the ones who were responsible for the treason. Well... almost all were killed by us. But still, their families got banished and executed. Then the alive ones got imprisoned, i
|Princess Zoey’s Point Of View| Just then, I hear a whizzing sound in the air. I assume it's Micah, but it comes from a balcony. Baron sky gets hit on his neck and falls to the ground dead. We look at the balcony, only to find my maid, Pamela holding a bow and smiling at her victory. "Aarh!" Duke Tyler yells in anger. "Winter, kill that wench for the better!" he orders Duchess Winter. Trust me when I say it's the most painful thing to witness. My best friend looks at me in guilt. Then she bows her head to my enemy and takes his order. She sprints toward the stairway, and my eyes widen as I look back at Pamela. She looks frightened. "Pam! Run! Run!! Fast! Go!" I yell while blocking another sword slash. I see that Pamela’s shaken by fear and frozen right where she is. And I see my best friend running toward her with her sword. That sight makes my anger take the best out of me. "Winter you betraying piece of shit!!" I scream till my throat hurts. Then I grab my hidden knife from my
|Princess Zoey’s Point Of View| Winter! What is she doing with my enemies? She walks toward us, and under my watchful eyes, she joins the enemy group. My sword freezes in mid-air as I stare at her in disbelief. Duke Tyler sees my expression and laughs aloud. "Isn't it surprising little Princess? I told you already you are so naive. Winter has been on my side since the beginning. And she worked to lure you-" "He's lying!" Winter yells. "I- I did everything because of my f-father," she says. I clench my sword's grip and continue staring at her. As her eyes meet mine, I remember how she entered my chambers to talk with me today as if she cared. What is this? I don't understand. I want an explanation. If she was always on my enemies' side, why did she bother to help me? Why did she go through all that for me? And she's wearing that colour as well- "Did you kill the Viscountess?" I ask the question that struck my mind the moment I saw her hat. She looks down and doesn't answer. Ins
|Princess Zoey’s Point Of View| (ps. I've used a Historical K-drama palace structure in the story) Nothing happens during the meeting, and the tension seems to get lighter with time. The meeting gets over, and I walk past all the officers(noblemen) to leave the hall. I look at each of them... wondering how many are expecting to kill me, how many are rooting for the revealed treason. For a fact, I know I can't trust any of them. And if a Queen can't trust his fellow officials, it's a damn failure right there. I really wish I could know their thoughts. But I am no mind reader. I walk out of the hall and meet the rest of the guards, including Micah. I give him a short smile, and we walk to the right in the corridor. Suddenly, just after a few seconds, I hear whizzing sounds in the air, and when I turn back, I find the three soldiers that followed me lying dead on the ground with arrows in their chests and stomachs. Another arrow has hit the wall next to the corridor, inches away fro
|Princess Zoey’s Point Of View| I look down at Micah with wide eyes. He drops his sword and keeps his palms on the ground. "I know I have... ruined all the plans and put many lives at stake. I admit I am at fault, and I will take all responsibility. I believe there's still a chance- a chance we can get help and mend this. I will- gladly leave if it means Princess's life won't be in danger." he says. "What the hell are you saying?!" I ask Micah who's a shithead! I get down in front of him and shake him by his shoulders. I want to bring him back to his senses and say that he won't leave me, no matter what. "Come back to your damn senses, idiot!" Father leaves amid all that, and tears stream down Micah's eyes. "I just- realised I've a-always been the reason for all this, y-your highness." he pulls me into a hug and cries out. I've never seen him this way that I feel my heart aching at the sight, and I embrace him. "Are you giving up on me?" I ask. I feel him shake his head. "Then