Eira’s POV
The day of the banquet I still found it unreal that Alpha Axel would assign such an important task of preparing and supervising the cooking for such an important day event. “ For the first time, Alpha Axel doesn't seem to be blind. He finally looked past your previous relationship and recognized your talent,” Lara squealed in excitement still living in the bliss of such an appointment. “ I appreciate how happy you are for me but at this rate, you'll get the appointment revoked,” I sighed, tired of explaining to her not to voice out every thought. “ Alright, no need to get mad. I will do my best to ensure that my mouth doesn't put you into trouble after all, you've worked your butt off for this,” she drew an invisible zipper in front of her lips. “ Thank you,” I muttered. How exactly was I going to explain that I didn't cook so eagerly and earnestly to get kitchen duty or spearhead any special event? That was just me channeling my frustrations and pains. “ The guests will soon arrive, I think it's about time we start cooking the main meals,” Lara suggested. “ Everyone, listen up! After this announcement, we'll commence the main cooking and you all will be split into groups to ease division of labour. The list of meals to be prepared have already been handed over to you. With that, let's start cooking.” Cooking went on for hours with hundreds and thousands of chefs making multiple meals and desserts. Guests had begun to flood in as well and our job doubled the moment all the guests arrived. Supervising was a lot harder than I thought but I was glad to be given something so important to handle. It meant that despite what had happened between us, he knew he could still trust me. I placed my hand against my chest. “ Eira, now isn't exactly the time to zone out while smiling to yourself,” Lara put on a stiff smile as she walked past me. “ I'm sorry!” I ended up apologizing in a higher pitched voice than I had planned. This was embarrassing, why was I smiling at the thought that Axel still trusted me? “ I thought we've been through this, Eira,” I smacked my forehead as I talked to myself. “ Eira! Eira!” I heard a familiar middle-aged voice call my name. “ Mrs Belinda?” “ Oh my, I nearly lost sight of you in here if it wasn't for your hair. I guess, it's not all that bad to be different,” she sighed, relieved that she had found me. Unlike other werewolves, I had silky long, snow-white hair with enchanting blue eyes so it was quite easy to spot me in a crowd. My dad had always told me that my look was a blessing from the Moon Goddess, though I had never believed them after all, nothing good has happened to me. On the other hand, I somewhat believed it as a little child since that could be the only way to explain why I looked the way I did when my parents had none of such features. “ Is there anything you'd like me to do?” I inquired. “ Yes, actually. Come with me for a bit,” she led the way and I followed. >>>>>>>>>>>>>> Many minutes later As per the order of Luna Lilith, I was requested to present the food that had been specifically prepared for the Alpha and Luna’s table. Getting to the long table, a lot of ministers were seated with Alpha Axel and Lilith present as well. I walked in with some cooks and waiters who went on to serve while I stood in a corner watching. “ I tasted a lot of the desserts in the main hall and they were simply splendid,” one of the ministers laughed heartily. “ I have to agree with that. Is she the one in charge of the banquet food today? She must be really talented,” he complimented. “ I'm glad the food was to your liking,” Alpha Axel responded. “ I'm yet to try any of the dishes she prepared though because I've been too busy welcoming guests,” Lilith said asking one of the servers to pass her a plate. “ What's this dish called?” She looked at me. “ It's leek soup with sauteed mushrooms. His Majesty had personally requested that I prepare this dish,” I answered. “ It's healthy and I thought it would be a good starter meal for you and the baby today,” Alpha Axel caressed her cheeks. He would never had done this in front of the ministers if it was me. “ Really? I can't believe how thoughtful you can be,” she gave him puppy eyes and I was exactly thrilled to see them act lovey-dovey. “ Then, go ahead and taste it,” he rubbed her head. “ Alright,” she beamed, reaching out for her spoon. Just as she placed her spoon into the bowl, one of her minions came running in. “ Don't eat that, Your Highness! No one should eat that as well,” she screamed doing her best to catch her breathe. I knew Lilith’s minions could be bold and audacious but even for them, this was too much. “ What's going on?” Lilith asked in confusion. “ The soup is poisoned, Your Highness.”Eira’s POV I stared at Nina, Lilith’s minion who had dashed out from nowhere and claimed the food I cooked was poisoned. “ What do you mean the food's poisoned?” Axel took the words right from my mouth. “ I watched when Eira was cooking and I noticed how she suspiciously added something, so I decided to check it out once she had gone out. I found out that she added poisonous mushrooms instead of the usual non-harmful mushrooms,” she heaved, her expression that of fear and panic. Someone was trying to sabotage me because I knew I would never poison Lilith not even if I don't like her. She opened a small cloth and showed them some button mushrooms with was the mushroom I used in the soup. Wait… those weren't the mushrooms I bought. These were destroying angels, just then, my heart began to beat faster and faster. Someone was framing me. “ These are the mushrooms I found in the kitchen. They are destroying angels and you can ask any top chef here, they'll be able
Eira’s POV My heart pounded hard against my chest as I sprinted across the dense forest, my own ragged breathing echoing in my ears. The air was thick with the scent of pine needles and damp earth, and the sound of my hasty footsteps mingling with the rustling of leaves. I could hear the sound of horses chasing after me. “ Find her and kill her!” The general’s voice echoed through the near silent forest. Tears streamed down my cheeks as fear gripped me. I didn't want to die, at least not now. “ Could I really outrun them?” I pondered as I ran as fast as I could. Lara had given me a map but there wasn't any time to look at it. “ Captain! I've found her!” One of the knights yelled and the next thing I heard was a wheezing sound. I fell to the ground as my leg gave in and an arrow went past my face and stuck into a tree - that had been the wheezing sound I had heard. My breath became more unsteady as I panicked, I stood up still dazed by what had happened, my
Eira's POV Disjointed images flickered behind my eyelids - a grimy alleyway, the sting of a fresh wound, a kind face hovering above me. Then, blinding white, hushed voices, and the overwhelming warmth of a hand wrapped in mine. A throbbing pain pierced through my shoulder, dragging me back to reality with a gasp. My vision drifted, the sterile room tilting at an alarming angle. "Easy there, Cleo," a gentle voice soothed.Cleo? The unfamiliar name sent a jolt through me. Faint memories surfaced - a cheerful fishmonger, a grand palace, bewildered faces staring down at me. I was in the Imperial Infirmary, that much was clear from the hushed tones and the starched white sheets. I had fainted due to my wounds after the revelation of my true identity. The Emperor and Empress had a worried expression on their faces. Was my condition really that bad? I sincerely didn't want to worry them more than I already have. Overwhelmed, my vision blurred, the room tilting once
Eira's POV I was lying on the bed, scrutinizing the detailed ceiling with a mixture of worry and excitement . This was the night; the one where I was to be presented to the empire officially as its princess. It has been a month since I had arrived in this gilded cage, learning grace in etiquette, dancing and history for thirty days. The idea of standing in front of the imperial court whose members would expectantly stare at me made shivers run down my spine . Yet, I felt a bit thrilled to be in this situation. “Princess Cleo,” Mona’s voice, soft and kind, pulled me away from my thoughts. “Are you hearing what I am saying?” I blinked at her worried expression. Mona, who was my maid-in-waiting, had become something more than just a servant to me. We grew close nearly instantly, she was sincere and yet not easily swayed. I could tell she genuinely liked me for who I am not my title. In many ways she had become both an advisor and my reference point, you could say we had be
Eira's POV My eyes rested on the Grand Cross son. He had wine red hair and intimidating amber eyes with a tall muscular body - he had a medium build so he was just right. He stood beside the Grand Duke's son. His tan skin complimented his hair and eye color so perfectly. Mom must have noticed my fascination which made her clear her throat to get my attention. “ Cleo, this is Kia Charlemagne, a Grand Commander and the son of the Grand Cross. And this is Anakin Valois, the son of the Grand Duke as well as a Grand Commander,” mom introduced. Grand Commander? At their age? My jaw dropped slightly. Kia looked barely older than twenty-four and same goes for Anakin. How did they achieve that at this age? My eyes settled on Anakin. I hadn't taken a proper look at him because I was so lost in Kia’s handsomeness - not that I mean anything by that. On the other hand, Anakin was the total opposite of Kia. He was slender and had a feminine look to him, maybe that had so
Eira's POV This was getting awkward, especially for me. With the gaze of the whole empire on I and Kia, I regretted my choice. I might have been able to endure this if he didn't look at me with those piercing eyes of his like that. “ Just kill me,” I muttered. “ Huh? You want me to dance with you? What makes you think I'd agree to that?” He snapped. I knew I shouldn't have acted impulsively. “ T-that's…” I stuttered. How was I going to explain him that I didn't even pre-plan what just happened!? “ First, you have me become your personal guard and trainer just because you're the princess and now you want to make me your dance partner. You've got to be kidding me,” he scoffed. I knew my parents had ruined his image of me. “ Well, I'm here for the sauce,” Anakin watched in amusement rather than help resolve. What was I really expecting from him? He was clearly acting exactly how I had assumed he would. “ Are you going to use your position or the
Eira's POV The next week I heard my door swing open violently but I couldn't be bothered to see who it was. Well, I could already guess. My parents wouldn't do such and no maid could do the only person it can be is… “ Your Highness! You're going to be late!” Mona exclaimed, breathless. “ Urgh! I don't have anything doing, my tutors aren't coming today either,” I groaned, snuggling up my duvet. “ Are you really going back to sleep again? Do you even know what today is?” Mona asked frustrated. I was genuinely the one frustrated at this point because she was interrupting my sleep. “ It's a day in the week. Happy?” “ Argh! Sometimes, you can be so…impossible,” she groaned. She didn't say anything for a few seconds, she was probably calming herself. I couldn't be bothered right now. “ Today is Monday. Did you forget you are to have classes with Sir Kia?” She reminded calmly. “ What did you just say?” I sat up like a log of wood. “ You've been daydreaming about Sir Kia f
Eira's POV “ How am I going to explain myself now?” I mumbled. “ I'm sorry, Your Highness but I can't help you with this. I'll be sitting in the arena watching you, just try not to die on me,” Mona bowed before leaving I and Sir Kia on the training ground. “ Do you have an issue keeping up with time, Princess Cleo?” He growled. “ I…,” telling him I slept in due to my forgetfulness would only make things worse. “ You have training with me today but you decided to take your good time to arrive. Do you really think I have nothing better to do?” He asked rhetorically. “ I-its not that. I just totally forgot that I had training with you today,” I mumbled the last part. “ If I drag this out for too long, I might eventually speak out of line,” he inhaled to calm himself. At least, he didn't make me serve any punishment. “ Get on the ground and give me fifty,” he ordered. “ W-what? ” I stuttered. He didn't mean what I think he said - just when I was