One of Emily’s younger brothers opened the door. “Good day my lord.” “Good day, young man. I was wondering if I may see Miss Emily?” Prince Deacon played along with the formalities, entertaining the young boy. “My lord, I am afraid Miss Emily has nothing to wear,” the boy chuckled. “Perhaps you can send her these? One of them should fit?” Prince Deacon said, showing the dresses. “Just a moment, my Lord,” the young boy said and walked off into the living room and returned with one of his sisters. “She will take the dresses to Miss Emily,” the young boy said. “Thank you. Please let her know to come down as soon as she is dressed,” Prince Deacon said, after handing over the dresses to Emily’s younger sister. Emily's younger sister knocked on her bedroom door. “I have some dresses for you.” “I don’t want any of Princess Freda’s dresses!” Emily shouted for her sister to go away. “It is not from her. The fancy lord across the street brought them over,” her sister said back through t
“I cannot believe that there is a war going on. It is so peaceful and normal here,” Prince Deacon said. “Will you volunteer?” Emily wondered. “Do you want me to?” Prince Deacon asked, willing to do whatever she wanted him to. “Well,” Emily was about to say no, that she does not believe in war, but got interrupted. “Here we are,” the driver said after bringing the car to a halt in front of Emily’s house. After paying the driver, Prince Deacon walked Emily to her front door. “Thank you for a lovely picnic.” “No, thank you,” Emily said, smiling from ear to ear. “I would kiss you, but I know it is not the proper way here,” Prince Deacon said, before stepping away from her. “See you for afternoon tea,” Emily said before walking into her house and shutting the door, leaning against it. ‘Is this what it feels like to be in love?’ she wondered. Prince Deacon walked over to his own residence before Princess Freda noticed him, but when he got into his house, he heard her in the living r
Emily helped her father get everything in order for their trip, not aware that they were not coming back. That evening, Prince Deacon arranged a romantic dinner by candlelight while Wynn had dinner with the princesses. Deserey, with the help of hired help from a chef Prince Deacon hired presented them with a six-course meal. Smoked salmon with prawns, horseradish cream & lime vinaigrette to start accompanied with a glass of sparkling dry white wine that had a brutt sweetness to it. Their Celery soup was paired with a glass of un-oaked white wine and their fried appetizers that consisted of devils eggs and country ham were served with a full-body white wine. "I was expecting lobster salad," Emily joked when she was presented with a Salmon, pickled beetroot, and fennel salad followed by a glass of orange wine. Prince Deacon chuckled. "I did not think Orange wine will taste this good." Prince Duncan could not believe himself for having walked this earth for so long and never tried
Prince Duncan stared after the cabs until he could no longer see them. “Cheer up, chap, it is only a week,” Wynn said. “Being away from one’s fated mate, let alone claimed mate for just a day, can be torture. Imagine a week,” Prince Deacon said, walking over to his own mansion. “I was thinking of taking Princess Freda on a little trip. A duchess a few towns from here is having a few balls and Princess Bently said there will be some suiters there for her. Who knows, perhaps she will even find her fated mate,” Wynn said. “She is royalty, so most likely she won’t find a mate at a duchess ball,” Prince Deacon said, rolling his eyes. “There will be a few royal offspring, just like her,” Wynn said. “Don’t you think if her mate was around that she would have found him by now? Surely she has met all the royalties England has to offer?” Prince Deacon pointed out. “There will be a couple of foreigners as well. They are trying to get other countries to join the war effort; an alliance with
“If Emily had her memory, she could tell you all about it,” Prince Deacon said, letting Benjamin help him with his coat. “No way! Really? She does not seem like the kind of lady that will put out without a ring on her finger,” Wynn said in disbelief. “You are right, but there are different ways to make a woman scream, as you know. Besides, she had a compelling over her; she has to obey me,” Prince Deacon said, making Deserey gasp with disgust. “To have such a power,” Benjamin said, wondering what it will take to become a vampire. “Don’t you get any funny ideas,” Deserey wared Benjaman while taking away the coffee tray. Wynn moved over swiftly before compelling Deserey. “You will obey Benjamin for the next twenty-four hours.” “Go on, try it,” Prince Deacon laughed. “Um, well,” Benjamin stuttered. “Oh, I forgot, he is going with you,” Wynn laughed. “Let him take a cab tomorrow. Enjoy your twenty-four hours,” Prince Deacon said with a wink. “Feel free to demand her to get a roma
Prince Deacon, feeling defeated, took a seat under a sun umbrella, watching a group of ladies playing a game of Pall-Mall; a game wherein a ball is millet struck through a high arch of iron, which the person that the person with the fewest blows, or the number agreed on, wins. Prince Deacon noticed Prince Adio talking to a few gentlemen that he seemed to be familiar with. “Excuse me, sir,” a young footman interrupted Prince Deacon’s thoughts. “Lord Deacon, accompanying Princess Freda,” Prince Deacon said. “I am to compile a list of everyone that is spoken for and who will be able to participate in a courting game,” the Footman said. “Princess Freda will defiantly participate, I won’t. Please don’t bother asking her,” Prince Deacon said, taking a glass of sparkling white wine from a tray that was held by another footman. “Noted,” the Footman said, smiling, scribbling on a piece of paper on his tray. The footman was about to walk off when Prince Deacon stopped him. “Tell me, Princ
“Good evening Prince Adio,” Prince Deacon greeted him politely. All Prince Adio’s wives were beautiful, one more than the next, but Prince Deacon knew not to compliment their beauty or to even acknowledge them unless he was asked by Prince Adio. Over the next few days and evenings, Prince Deacon could not help getting his hopes up every time Princes Freda met someone new. By the last evening, Prince Deacon did not even bother to join the ball and spent his evening listening to the rain falling outside, wondering if they will be able to travel back home tomorrow. Princess Freda was looking around the dance floor while standing with a few other princesses and Dutchess making small talk, wondering where Prince Deacon was. “Excuse me,” Princess Freda said before walking away to search for Prince Deacon. ‘I suppose I cannot break his bond with Emily and if I hope to still have a friend in him, I guess I have to go tell him the truth about Emily and her family,’ Princess Freda thought to
‘Do you know that you are a hybrid?’ Prince Ra mind linked Princess Freda. “Will you be my wife?” Prince Adio asked, his naked body pressed against Princes Freda, ready to enter her and take her virginity. “Yes,” Princess Freda said out loud instead of in her mind, responding to Prince Ra and not his father, Prince Adio. Prince Adio’s wives retracted their hands from her body, pleased that they have concurred another wife for their husband. ‘If you don’t want him to deflower you, you better get out of there as fast as possible,’ Prince Ra mind linked her, hoping that she will come to his room. “I mean, no,” Princess Freda said before pushing Prince Adio off her and speeding off. “Did you know?” Prince Adio asked, frustrated, holding Zuberi by her throat. “No,” she managed to say in a soft and honest voice.her, Prince Adio pulled Zuberi towards him by her throat before kissing her. While kissing her he let go of her throat and pushed her down on the bed, forcefully entering her,