All Chapters of Prince Damien's Pet: Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

ROSALIAWhen I found it hard to sleep, I made it a habit of staring at an open flame. The way the ribbons danced as they burned out the wick seemed to always bring peace to me and before I knew it, I would be drifting to sleep.It was already working when I heard a clash happen just outside the window of my bedroom."Who are you and state your business?" The guards outside my chamber had demanded and I had heard them unsheathe their weapons.Quick on my feet, I blew out my candle and crawled to the crack of my window to see what was happening.A flood of men holding burning torches were facing my father's men.Even in the dim of the night, I noticed the gold emblem on the opposing sides' armor.A lion devouring a snake. The royal family's emblem."Put your weapon down innocent men." A burly man from the opposing side commander, stepping forward. "We have come for the traitors in the house. Not you lot.""On whose orders?" My father's men demanded.The burly fellow brought out a scroll

DAMIENI had noticed her the moment she was dragged into the throne room. Even in chains, the daughter of a criminal, Rosalia Muller commanded attention—not with the practiced grace of our court ladies, but with something far more intriguing. Her dark red hair caught the light filtering through the stained glass, creating a halo of crimson around her face. There was a wild beauty in her desperation, in the way she held herself despite everything crumbling around her.While my father passed judgment, I found myself studying the curve of her neck, the defiant set of her jaw, the way her eyes blazed even as tears threatened to spill. She was nothing like the tepid nobility that usually graced our court. Here was something raw, untamed—and about to be wasted on the gallows."Your Majesty, wait," I called out, my voice cutting through my father's pronouncement. The court fell silent, and I felt my mother's sharp intake of breath beside me. I knew that sound—disapproval already forming on h