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2024-11-13 18:27:01The first few days of training were like stepping into a dream—and a nightmare. The palace teachers, with their strict postures and watchful eyes, observed my every move, correcting even the slightest misstep. They drilled me in all the finer points of royal etiquette: how to stand, how to hold a teacup, how to speak with an air of calm authority. Every gesture, every word, had to be perfectly measured. I fumbled at first, feeling clumsy and out of place. But as the hours wore on, something strange began to happen. Movements I thought would feel foreign instead came naturally, almost instinctively, as if some hidden part of me had always known how to move with elegance and grace.
A few times, I heard whispers as the teachers glanced at each other, nodding with satisfaction. “She’s a natural,” one of them said quietly, as if marveling at something unexpected. A warmth b
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The palace gardens were like a hidden world, their beauty nearly stealing my breath every time I wandered there. Today, sunlight danced on the dewdrops resting on the flowers, casting a soft glow on the neatly trimmed hedges and winding paths. It was a relief to be outside after so many tense days within the palace walls, where whispers followed me and the weight of judgment lingered in every room. With Lea by my side, I felt I could finally breathe again, at least for a moment.“Lea, do you ever feel like this place is almost too perfect?” I asked as we walked slowly through the garden, taking in the floral aromas that floated in the warm air. “Like it’s hiding something?”Lea chuckled softly, shaking her head. “Every place has its secrets, Lady Amelia. And some gardens can be dangerous, too. Beautiful, but thorny.”
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“Mom, are you sure we need to go all the way to the Human City?” I asked, glancing over at her. The trees around us thinned as the road stretched into unfamiliar territory, the familiar scents of the forest replaced with the dusty, metallic tang of the city nearby. I shifted in my seat, uncomfortable with the change. “Yes, Amelia,” my mother replied, her voice steady, though I could see the tension in her shoulders as she drove. “There are certain herbs and supplies I can only get in the city. And besides, it’s about time you saw a bit of the world outside the pack.” I twisted my fingers together, staring out the window. I’d heard a lot about the Human City from others, usually stories of bustling markets, strange food, and noisy streets. It was a place full of mystery and energy, completely different from our quiet, tucked-away life in the pack. I should have been excited — and part of me was — but there was something about today that felt... off. “Do you think there will be a lo
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As we stepped into the kingdom, a peculiar silence settled over the streets. Everything looked normal, yet my senses tingled with a mix of nervousness and awe. People whispered among themselves, some pointing our way as we passed by, their eyes shifting from the twins, Blue and Grey, to me. I knew most of these people weren't entirely human; there was a palpable aura of power around them. And beyond that, a feeling in the air, almost instinctive, told me that most of these onlookers were Lycans. It was overwhelming. I could feel my pulse quicken, and my fingers dug into Blue's arm, seeking some form of reassurance. Blue turned his head slightly, his gaze soft and comforting. "How are you holding up, Amelia?" he murmured, so only I could hear. I swallowed, trying to steady my voice. "Honestly? I’m terrified," I admitted. "It feels like everyone is watching… judging." Grey’s voice came from my other side, smooth and steady. "You’ll be okay," he said, offering me a quick, reassuring s
