Princess Yeri.I hesitate before opening the door of my bedroom. For the past three days, I have locked myself up. The only time I opened the door was when the harem keepers came to bring me food and take out my laundry. I have been rotting in bed, there are no books to read, no governesses to take me to my piano, cello and horse-riding lessons. No dancing or cooking classes, I miss talking and laughing with my maids. We would all sit on the floor of the kitchen, talk about what my life would look like when I married. The head governess would sneak me out of the castle to watch the festivals without telling my brother, I would pretend like I was a commoner, celebrating without worry. I miss it, they were my best friends—I loved them. I still do.At the look of the weather, my brother would invite me to join him in firing arrows. It was an activity I used to do with my father but when he died, I thought I would never pick up an arrow again. Magnus didn’t allow me stop. We would fire ar

Princess Yeri.“On your knees!” Agnes yells but I don’t answer. As a princess, why would I go down to my knees by the order of a lady in waiting. I hold my head high in front of the king. My heart pounds in my chest, a wild rhythm matching the chaos of my thoughts. As soon as I walked in, I could feel the weight of his gaze upon me. The royal jewelry that belongs to my mother is latched in my hands and I refuse to let go of it. It has the stain of blood which happened after Yolanda said…“Isn’t your mother dead already? Why should a dead woman’s legacy leave on?” I lost my temper and I let out my rage when that statement came out from her rotten mouth.“Your majesty!” Yolanda says, crumbling on her knees and weeping profusely. Her hand is on her neck where it’s bleeding. “This wench thinks she is above the law! For no reason, she slashed me with the ornament!”“I did so only after I asked you to let go of it.” I say and Agnes pushes me down to my knees by force. I look up at her, s

Princess Yeri.Whether King Ozar believes it or not, I have stuck a chord in his chest and now, I will play it to my tunes. I am at the balcony of the gold floor, staring down at the harem women who are moving from one place to another in the busy morning. For the first time since I came here, I was able to stomach breakfast without feeling the need to vomit. It is my seventh day here, I am done rotting in the small spaced room, waiting for my brother save me.Without a single thought, I begin to go down the staircase to the find something to do. Today seems different, everyone is dressed up and I wonder if the king is coming once again.“Look who decided to come out of her room?”I look behind me and I see Teresa. I blow bubbles with my lips and I roll my eyes.“You are such a spoilt princess.” She says, using her shoulder to bump into me.“What do you want?” I ask.“What I want to know is how you manage to avert punishment every single time. How come Agnes didn’t lash you a hundred

Princess Yeri.It wasn’t just Collins, kissing me on my cheek. He was passing me a message as he did so. He whispered into my ears and told me that during the harvest celebration at the castle, he would take me away from here. I drew a sharp breath when I heard that, when I heard him say so, I felt hope. Hope that finally, I will be able to get out of there. My hand on his sleeve grew firmer as he assures me. As soon as he walked past me, I had set it in my heart that I would do everything in my power to be a part of the group that would make it to the castle. As I am returned to the harem house by the king’s gammas, I look at the surroundings with silence. I can never get used to it. I can never accept or conform to it—it’s not in me. Teresa makes her way to me and I proceed to wipe my cheeks. “Hey? Is everything fine? Why did the king call for you?“ She asks.“I don’t even want to talk about it.” I say, ruffling my hair that is tangled. “Okay, as you wish. Come to the kitchen w

Princess Yeri.I caused a stir in him and I know it. I felt it. I heard him groan…gasp and that was all I needed. King Ozar of Orizon can put up a frontier and control the whole of his territories with an iron fist but at the end of the day, he is a man and he is my mate. Thus, strategically…even if he has forgotten that, I can still remind his wolf. But I’m putting my wolf in jeopardy, I don’t want her anywhere near him. All that I am doing is so that we can get away from him but she is taking it as invite.“Your majesty, whom do you choose to lead the dance at the festival celebration tomorrow?” Patra asks and he blinks, cutting his gaze at me. I made it so he would not even remember that Yolanda was dancing next to me.Behind us, the harem women are whispering my name and I exhale in silence. I loathe that I have to go through this kind of extreme means to get what I want. It doesn’t signify me or honour my heritage as Princess of Elanor. It makes me one of them—a harem woman, one