All Chapters of The secret Of The Lavender Field: Chapter 11 - Chapter 16

Matteo I waited a few minutes before leaving, heading straight to the palace to begin my rounds. It didn't take long before I was leaving one of the palace's meeting rooms, already fully uniformed, after giving a complete report of the party to Mr. Lechner, omitting the part where the princess disappeared for a few minutes and his daughter recognized me. The man seemed quite pleased with the information he received and with my discretion in handling the matter. But during my rounds through the palace gardens, scenes of Maddie's dance wouldn't leave my mind; it was becoming a greater trial than I had anticipated, and I could hardly concentrate on my task. I was in the middle of a round in the early hours of the morning when a figure on the west side of the garden caught my attention. I walked there cautiously, skirting the Lechner's property in search of anything suspicious. When I turned to where I saw the figure disappear, I was startled by a loud noise, reacting quickly, catchi

Madeline“Seriously, I loved every second of this day. Thank you for convincing me to go out,” Louise declared as we walked through the palace corridors toward her room.“We should do this more ofte...” I stopped as I approached the slightly open door of my father’s office, hearing a familiar voice coming from inside.I carefully moved closer, peeking through the crack. Matteo stood before my father’s desk in a perfectly upright posture.“No one must find out about this, right?” my father warned.“Yes, sir.”Find out about what?“This situation could be easily misinterpreted, especially by the queen,” my father added.Did he betray me?My heart raced in my chest at that realization. Why would he do this to me? I thought that...“What’s going on?” Louise whispered beside me, but I simply motioned for her to stay quiet.“You don’t need to worry about my discretion, Mr. Lechner.”“Very well. Mr. Bohman will provide you with your new work schedule shortly,” my father informed him, standin

MatteoIt had been three days since my sister arrived, and she was adapting well to her new routine. As for me, what I desired most was a chance to apologize to Madeline for my harsh words. I had created countless mental scenarios for it, but every time I crossed paths with her, we were always in public.It was already the last week of May, and she hadn’t left my mind. I knew I was losing it for even thinking about her, but I couldn’t help myself.I was on my usual rounds, crossing the palace gardens that had become so familiar to me. I could have chosen another guard post, preferably one shielded from the elements, but the beauty of this place made everything worth it.I stopped to admire the stunning, large ornamental fountain at the center of the garden, surrounded by low hedges that created symmetrical paths leading to it. I moved through the space toward the woods opposite the palace the spot I’d turned into my retreat during my breaks.The rhythmic sound of footsteps reached my