Princess Victoria POV
Most of the time my sisters have senseless conversations about anything they can think of but today at the dining table for the first time they spoke about something important . Even though the manner in which they approached the topic was insensitive , they had valid points . The bitter truth is that Prince George’ s palace is under threat because of a vampire . My prince is not save and neither is his kingdom , therefore something has to be done before we get married for the sake of our future .
Instead of weeping about this the whole day I decide to talk to my father about my worries . One day I am going to be a queen hence it is best to start thinking like one for the sake of the people my prince and I will lead , time to cry over matters has come to an end . From now on I will think like the leader that I am .
When I approach my father ‘ s office to talk to him about my concerns we are interrupted before I could even greet my father . One of his royal guards interrupted us to inform my father that a very important guest from Prince George’s palace has come to see him .
‘’ My dear please return to your room we shall have our conversation another time . ‘’ My father says to me and I leave his office immediately but obviously I do not return to my room . I stand in a hallway where I will clearly see who has graced my father with a visit from my prince ‘ s palace .
After waiting for what feels like waiting for an eternity , Prince George's uncle who is the acting King enters my father ‘ s office with his royal guards . What could possibly be brining Prince George ‘ s uncle to our palace so early in the morning ?What are they discussing in there ?
( After a few minutes of Princess Victoria battling with her thoughts )
The most respectful thing a lady can do is to not meddle in matters that does not involve her and certainly eavesdropping my father and Prince George’s uncles ‘ s conversations is not an ideal thing to do but what choice do I have . I am not trying to justify my disobedience towards my father 's orders but if they are discussing about my marriage then I have every right to hear what they are talking about , after all it is my future at hand . If they are talking about Prince George and I ' s marriage alliance then I must not miss a chance to hear about this first hand . I know it is not a noble thing to do as a potencial future Queen but just this once let me break a few royal rules .
I stand by the door to hear what they could privately be discussing in my father ‘s office without his advisors present because waiting for the meeting to end in order to find out what they could possibly be discussing might just kill me . I just hope that he is not here to end the marriage alliance that was yet to be confirmed because I have made a lot of plans already about my future with Prince George and I would hate to hear that my alliance is over because of a mere vampire .
I try leaning by the door in an attempt to hear them , but not a single voice can be heard though this thick door made of very strong wood . Therefore I try listening in on their conversation by putting an empty juice glass between the wall and my ear in an attempt to hopefully hear them but to no prevail .
‘’ My lady , can we please go back to your room as your father had suggested . Please my lady come with me to your room , your father will really be disappointed to see you eavesdropping his private conversations . ‘’ One of my personal royal guards recommends that I go back to my room instead of listening in on a conversation that is going to affect my life . What does she know ? I am the one whoose marriage alliance to the most eligible prince could be at stake , hence she has no idea about how I feel right now .
‘’ Can you please keep quite . I am unable to hear anything as it is because of this door and thick walls so please do not infuriate me even more than I already am . ‘’ I harshly respond to my royal servant who immediately keeps quite .
After many minutes of silence I finally hear a sound but unfortunately , it is a sound of footsteps coming towards the door . I immediately run to my room with my royal servant behind me . What a close call , I can only imagine how embarrassed my father would be to see me standing at the door after requesting me to go to my room .
Prince George’s Point of ViewThe chamber was finally empty. My uncle had left with his usual imperious authority, barking orders about the preparations for the wedding celebration. Princess Victoria had fled to her rooms, sobbing, and clinging to her cunning twin sister Grace’s comforting hands that promised solace but delivered only manipulation. And I remained behind alone with the silence pressing against my skull like a vice.I dragged a hand through my hair, trying to slow the furious drum of my heartbeat. My chest ached with a cocktail of fury, guilt, and disbelief. The morning had been a carefully staged theater, a trap designed to break me and to bend me into submission. Grace’s smug calm had been calculated, precise and my uncle’s unveiled threat had been deliberate and terrifying . Princess Victoria’s tears were innocent and had been the cruelest strike of all.Yet beneath the rage, a spark of clarity burned. They had underestimated me. They had assumed the shock, the c
Prince George’s Point of ViewNothing, absolutely nothing, could have prepared me for this morning.I woke slowly, the first rays of sunlight filtering through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold and then I froze.Princess Grace who is the cunning, calculating twin sister of Victoria was in my bed naked .The shock hit me like a blade to the chest. I wanted to scream. I wanted to flee. I wanted to vanish into the shadows but I could not move because of the shock .My hands shook, and a cold, visceral panic gripped my heart.“Do you want to repeat what happened last night?” Grace’s voice was calm, teasing, almost seductive, and yet it carried that edge of malice I knew so well. My mind went blank.What happened last night? I racked my brain, trying to reconstruct the events: the late night meetings and with Sindy ,the whispered council discussions and the palace intrigue. Nothing led here. Nothing involved Grace in anyway .Before I could collect my scattered thoughts, the door
Princess Victoria’s Point of View“This plan is going to work. Trust me.” Grace’s words sliced through the tension that coiled around me like a serpent.I nodded, though my stomach churned with unease. Every instinct screamed that what we were about to do was reckless, dangerous, and far beyond anything I had ever done . I had always been the “good girl,” the obedient daughter, the one who followed the rules and never caused a ripple. Yet here I was, leaning into shadows and schemes, cloaked in silk and secrecy, determined to steal a moment that could define my entire life forever . My hands shook as I adjusted the coat over the lingerie dress Grace had chosen for me. The fabric felt foreign against my skin, a delicate whisper of silk that made me shiver , not from cold, but from fear and anticipation. I stole a glance at my reflection in the tall mirror. The girl staring back at me was someone I barely recognized: bold, audacious, desperate for love and validation.Grace’s sharp eye
Princess Victoria’s Point of view “I never thought that after years of clawing my way out of my sister’s shadow, I would find myself fighting to escape another , this time, Sindy is inside my own marriage.” The words echoed in my chest, heavy, bitter, and almost shameful. For so long, I had lived with Grace as my rival, twin yet opposite, destined to outshine me in the eyes of courtiers, tutors and even suitors. I told myself that marrying Prince George was my triumph, my moment to finally stand where no shadow could touch me. And yet… today, I had seen it clearly in his eyes. The way he fidgeted through tea, his mind already halfway elsewhere. The way he politely smiled but rushed to stand the moment our cups were emptied. He could not wait a minute longer to leave my side. My fiancé could not wait to leave me to go talk to another woman . And I knew where he was going. Grace found
Prince George’s Point of view The announcement from breakfast still echoed in my head, relentless as a hammer striking stone: “The wedding will be in two days.” My chest tightened as I sank onto the edge of my bed, staring at the ornate ceiling of my room. I wanted to protest, to rise and shout against the decree, but the memory of my uncle’s solemn warning froze me in place. And I remembered one of our encounters in his office when he said :“George… my time is short. This is my last wish. You must marry Princess Victoria.”The words of a man whose health was failing, who had held the throne while my parents were gone, pinned me into silence. I could not argue. I could not stop the wedding. I was powerless, a pawn caught in a game far beyond my control.I ran my hand through my hair, frustration and helplessness coiling in my chest. Two days. Two days to somehow reconcile everything, to protect Victoria from a life she did not yet unders
Sindy’s Point of ViewThe cabin felt smaller than usual, the quiet pressing down like a weight I could not lift. I sank onto the edge of the bed, every muscle tight, my heart hammering in time with the thought that would not leave me: the wedding was in two days. The words of the Acting King during breakfast still echoed in my mind, relentless and sharp: “Prince George and Princess Victoria will marry in two days.”Two days. That was all the time I had to prevent a mistake that could alter the kingdom forever. My chest tightened, each breath shallow as the thought gnawed at me. I had failed once, and now the consequences were unfolding in plain sight. My failure to protect Princess Victoria, to stop her from walking into a destiny I knew would mirror the tragedies of Prince George’s mother, weighed on me like heavy chains.I pressed my face into my hands. She deserved better. She deserved a life where love and trust were not jeopardized by secrets s