Chapter: Ch 46: The Vale's estateThe days that followed left Clara with little room to breathe.Cerelith had taken it upon herself to order an entirely new wardrobe, lighter fabrics, brighter colors, all meant to reflect what she called her new self. Seamstresses came and went, arms full of silks and sketches, their voices filling the halls with endless chatter.Darrell, meanwhile, had thrown himself into assisting Edmund with renovations and moving in.And I ....... had the estate.Winter had loosened its hold, and with it came a thousand responsibilities. I oversaw the transition carefully,storehouses, gardens, staff rotations. New uniforms were being commissioned for the servants, something more suited to the warmer months.I sat now with a merchant, a catalogue spread open before me , fingers brushing over samples of fabric as he spoke at length about quality and stitching.“…this weave, my lady, will hold its color even after repeated washing.....”The door opened. I didn’t need to look up to know who it was. Ce
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Chapter: Ch 45: A new herThe ride back to the estate was silent.Coral had chosen to stay behind at the cabin, needing time to process everything. I had insisted I would be fine on my own, but the emptiness beside me in the carriage felt heavier than expected.Darrell didn’t say a word. His eyes were fixed forward, calm, almost unreadable.I watched the trees sliding past the window, the frost of winter had given way to the green. The world seemed to change quietly around us, and yet the tension inside the carriage remained unchanged.The rhythm of the horses’ hooves was the only sound that punctuated the long stretch of road.Eventually, the carriage slowed, pulling up to the estate. Darrell stepped down first. “Here we are,” he said, his voice low, measured.He extended a hand toward me.His grip was firm, steady, grounding in a way that made the air around us feel suddenly lighter.As I stepped down, our eyes met, and for the first time that day, it felt as if words weren’t necessary. The estate loomed befo
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Chapter: Ch 44: Goodbye by the lakeLady Meridia’s funeral had been a quiet affair, held by the cabin near the lake she had loved. No grand procession. No crowd. Only a handful of people, and the stillness of a place that seemed to understand what had been lost.I could not stop comparing it to the last time I had stood there. Then, the world had been covered in white. The lake frozen solid, the air sharp but alive.I walked slowly along the water’s edge, her steps unhurried, my gaze fixed on the gentle ripples where ice had once been.I remembered gliding across it, laughter caught in the cold air, my breath visible with every turn. I remembered how carefree it had felt.I remembered Darrell. He had stood with his grandmother then, something unguarded in him as he listened to her speak. There had been warmth in his expression, a quiet kind of joy I understood at the time.Now, that warmth felt like something borrowed from another life. The snow was gone. The ice had melted. The lake looked… ordinary.Or perhaps....
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Chapter: Ch 43: A letter for himThat evening, the estate had settled into a hush. I sat before the mirror in my chamber, fingers working slowly through my hair as I braided it over my shoulder, the steady motion giving me something to focus on.The door opened softly behind me. I caught Coral’s reflection before I turned. She lingered by the doorway, in her nightgown, her shawl clutched tightly in her hands.She looked… nervous.“Coral,” I said gently, though I did not rise. “You needn’t hover there. Come in.”She stepped forward hesitantly, her fingers fidgeting with the edge of her shawl, twisting it in small, restless motions.For a moment, neither of us spoke. Then I exhaled quietly and set my hands still against my lap.“I won’t tell Darrell anything,” I said, my voice calm, meeting her gaze through the mirror.“But,” I added, turning slightly to face her more fully, “I think it would be wise if you did… at some point.”Her eyes dropped, the weight of the unspoken settling heavily between us.Silence stretched
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Chapter: Ch 42: Back homeThe next morning arrived softer than expected.The gardens were quiet, kissed by a gentle breeze that carried the scent of blooming flowers and damp earth. I sat beneath the shade of an old tree, sunlight flickering through the leaves above, casting shifting patterns across her skirts.Across from me sat Edmund. For a time, he spoke, and I listened.He told me of the roads he had traveled, of shifting alliances, of whispers that had turned into something far more dangerous. His tone remained steady, but I knew him well enough to hear what lay beneath it the caution, the weight, the things he chose not to say aloud.“And you?” he asked at last, his gaze sharpening slightly as it settled on her. “How have you been here?”I hesitated, my fingers brushing lightly against the fabric of my sleeve.“The Storms have treated me well,” I said, my voice even, composed. “There is nothing I lack.”It was not a lie. But it was not the truth either.Edmund studied me for a moment longer than n
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Chapter: Ch 41:A new manThe warmth of the hug lingered in my arms long after Edmund pulled back, his faint smile still lighting his features.But the moment felt fragile, like a dream I wasn’t allowed to fully savor.“I—I have to settle my men at the family home,” he said softly, a hint of regret in his tone. His hand brushed briefly against mine before he stepped back. “There’s much to organize before tomorrow.”I nodded, trying to steady my racing heart. “Of course…You're settling at the Rosendal's estate?""I hope it didn't crumble down...."he joked, like he always did.“Tomorrow,” he added quickly, catching my eye. “I will visit. I promise. You will not have to wait long.”I forced a smile, though the hollow ache of parting already pressed against my chest. “I’ll hold you to that,” I whispered.With a final glance, he turned and walked away, leaving me standing in the courtyard, the echo of his presence lingering long after his boots had faded into the distance.Coral’s hand brushed against my arm, gentl
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A Girl Can Only Dream
Lisa Moon never imagined that a wax-sealed envelope from her high school best friend—who just happens to be a prince—would turn her quiet blogging life upside down. But when she’s invited to the glittering kingdom of Veloria for a month of garden parties and royal indulgence, she packs her doubts and flies across the world in search of magic.
She expects champagne. She doesn’t expect Cassian Velarion—the prince’s mysterious and devastatingly handsome uncle, who she accidentally walked in on wrapped in nothing but a towel at an airport spa.
What begins as awkward tension quickly ignites into something far more dangerous—desire, secrets, and the kind of chemistry that makes rules irrelevant.
But not everyone wants to see Lisa and Cassian together. Victoria Beyers, a cold and calculating noblewoman, will do anything to drive them apart. Jonah, Lisa’s high school ex, isn’t ready to let go. And as the truth about Cassian’s past unravels, Lisa must choose between the life she thought she knew and the love she never expected.
In a world of royalty, revenge, and red roses, A Girl Can Only Dream is a dazzling modern fairytale about forbidden romance, second chances, and finding your place in someone else’s palace.
قراءة
Chapter: Ch 30: The scandalSupper was… quiet. The clacking of cutlery on the plate, made it more somber. And our new company, Louise, Cole's new personal assistant, wasn't the best person to have around. He had this permanent scowl, as if he hated being there.Megan and Cole sat across from each other, but there was a distance between them that hadn’t been there before. Not physical, but something heavier. Something the media had carved out and left behind.It was understandable.After everything, there harsh headlines, the names they were branding her. They blamed her of corrupting Cole. Gone far as to accuse her of being a gold digger, ready to milk their taxes.I glanced at Megan. She looked composed, as always. Shoulders straight. Expression neutral. But her silence said enough.The media had gone further too. They’d dug into her past, into things that weren’t meant for public consumption. Things I hadn’t even known. Turns out Megan's mother was Velorian. She was a child actor. But she'd gotten pregnant at
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Chapter: Ch 28: pictures and consequencesThe next morning felt heavier. Cole was in his study with his brother. I’d only caught a glimpse of them earlier. Their voices low, tense, the kind of conversation that didn’t need to be heard to be understood.A picture had already made its rounds through the media, of Cole and Megan. Inside the club, with her straddling him, looking so carefree and full of life.I wasn’t in it. And somehow, that didn’t make me feel better. Because the problem wasn’t the picture.It was what they were being accused of.After the paparazzi showed up, someone had set off a firework inside the bar. Chaos followed, panic spread and a waitress injured. And now blame.Cole had denied it immediately. Said they were just as shocked as everyone else. That they ran because everyone else did, which was true.But truth didn’t seem to matter once a story started spreading. He was now labelled a reckless prince, around irresponsible company. And it became a royal scandal.I sat in the garden, my phone resting in m
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Chapter: Ch 27: Tequilas and shotsThe party was in full blast. Music pounded through the walls, laughter spilled into every corner, and the air was thick with alcohol and excitement.I was definitely intoxicated. Megan was worse. She was currently straddling Cole, laughing into his neck while he tried, and failed to maintain any form of dignity.“Okay… yeah,” I muttered to myself. “That’s my cue.”“Air,” I announced to no one in particular, already turning toward the exit.“......isa.....come back!” Megan shouted behind me.Tequila. That’s where it all went wrong. We’d started with one shot and more kept coming. Then… everything blurred.Outside, the night air hit me hard. I bent forward, retching, gripping onto the nearest surface like my life depended on it.“Okay,” I whispered hoarsely. “We’re never doing that again.”I tried to stand straight, but the ground tilted in protest. My legs didn’t seem interested in cooperating either.“Great,” I muttered.I staggered forward and walked straight into someone.“Oh....sor
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Chapter: Ch 26: The party CallsThe corset is too much,” I complained, gripping the edge of the dresser.“Stand still,” Megan said, completely ignoring me.The strings tightened.I gasped, “Megan....!”She gave one final, merciless pull before tying it off with satisfaction. “There,” she said, stepping back to admire her work. “Perfect.”I turned slightly, trying to breathe like a normal human being. “I think my lungs just filed a complaint.”Megan snorted. “You’re fine, your ribs are strong they'll hold.”“I’m not fine,” I argued. “I can hear my heartbeat.”“That’s because you look hot,” she shot back casually. “And your boobs? Incredible. That corset is doing exactly what it’s supposed to do.”I stared at her. “I don’t want to die looking incredible.”“You won’t,” she said, waving me off. “People have survived worse for fashion.”I narrowed my eyes. “Name one.”“…some nameless thin waisted lady, back in the french revolution. You know how hot they looked,.....but that's not the point.”I let out a slow breath, adj
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Chapter: ch 25: Always a friendThe ride back was not long. I barely registered the roads this time, my thoughts louder than anything outside the window. By the time we reached the castle, I felt calmer and my mind cleared.And that was worse. Now I had to face people. I had to face Cole. I couldn't quite explain my guilt.I found myself seated in the living room between Cole and Megan before I could even think of an excuse to escape.Megan’s hand rested lightly on my arm. “Are you okay?” she asked softly.“I’m fine,” I said automatically.Cole leaned forward, elbows on his knees, studying me. “I was worried about you,” he admitted. “I asked my uncle to drop you by a clinic before bringing you back.”I blinked at him, thrown off. “I’m okay,” I said again, this time slower.Megan frowned slightly. “We tried calling you all night,” she added. “Your phone wasn’t being picked. We were really worried.”“All night?” I repeated.She nodded. “Yeah. But Cassian said you were resting at his place, so we tried not to panic.”I
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Chapter: Ch 25: Realization of what I almost becameSleep didn’t come easy. I had tossed and turned for what felt like hours, the sheets tangling around my legs, my mind refusing to quiet. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw his face. Heard his voice. Felt that same infuriating mix of control and calm that made my blood boil.By the time I finally drifted off, it barely counted as rest.Morning came too soon.I squinted at the sunlight streaming through the curtains, groaning as I dragged a pillow over my face. “Seriously?” I muttered. “Even the sun is cheerful today?”My mood hadn’t improved. I could feel the grimace on my face. And my head was mildly throbbing.The shower helped, slightly. The hot water eased the tension in my body, dulled the edge of the cramps, but it did nothing for the anger still simmering under my skin.When I stepped out, I headed for the dresser. It was stocked with every fancy outfit, a lady would dream of having.I frowned as I opened it. I felt terrible wearing them, maybe they belonged to someone else. But
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