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PRINCE GEORGE POINT OF VIEWYet again I wake up with blood stains on my teeth , and my clothes torn but at least I did not wake up from my father ' s grave . However , today is yet another day that proves that I have once again inflicted pain on one or more of my people and it breaks my heart to even think about my actions . I really wish there is something I can do to stop myself from being a monster my people fear without losing the kingdom my uncle tried so hard to maintain .Moreover , with the vampire hunter coming today I can only hope that all my research comes in handy and no one finds out about my biggest secret , espercially the vampire hunter because it will destroy this kingdom to know that the person they trust the most is the reason for their pain and suffering . I have to cover my secret as much as I can to protect everyone .For now I have to get ready in order to welcome the vampire hunter so that she does not suspect me , hopefully I did not leave any evidence behind last night that could possibly link me to the unfortunate events occurring .As per usual my uncle barges into my room without knocking and says " This kingdom deserves good news to celebrate after all they have been through . Therefore , after this vampire hunt you will have no choice but to marry the princess I have chosen for you . It is no longer a request but a command from the ruling king ."‘’ Uncle please forgive me but I will not get married , at least for now . I still need more time to grow alone before involving someone else in my life .’’ I respond to my uncle whose face instantly turns red before leaving my room with a disappointed look on his face . I hate seeing my uncle like this but I am not ready for marriage at all especially that my secret might be out soon . I have to focus on protecting my secret , not on a lifetime commitment with someone .BACK AT PRINCESS VICTORIA 'S ROYAL PALACEPrincess VictoriaAs usually I sit silently at the dining table to have breakfast with my sisters who as usual are gossiping about other people ‘ s lives .The topics they normally discuss about never interest me , therefore I have mastered a way to filter out they conversations but this time around it is hard for me to filter out their conversation because they are talking about my beloved future husband Prince George .I silently listen to them discuss about the news that has been spreading around all continents pertaining my future husband ‘ s kingdom being in danger because of a vampire . ‘’ My dear sister you should pack a sack of onions and garlic when you finally leave to stay in Prince George ' s castle or else you will get killed by the vampire . ‘’ My twin sister says to me with a smug on her face before they all burst out laughing at me .I know that my sisters do not wish the best for my life and they have never did hence , I will not let their words affect me today . Moreover since I am going to be Queen while they are stuck as princess , I might as well remind them of who I am about to be for the rest of my life because they need to be reminded that my life will never be associated with them after I get married to Prince George .‘’ Not so long ago all of you sitting at this table had Prince George on the top of your wish list and for as long as I can remember you have always had something good to say about his looks and great character traits . Therefore there is no need for all of you to be concerned about my safety because as you have always mentioned he is a courageous man . My dear sisters please have no fear because my future husband will always protect me . ‘’ I respond to my sisters leaving them speechless at the dining table as I head out to my room .Princess Victoria Point of ViewI did not sleep last night.Not after reading that letter.It rests on my bedside table, folded neatly but heavy with the weight of everything it revealed. I have read it more times than I can count, hoping that the words would somehow rearrange themselves into a misunderstanding, a prank, anything other than the truth.Prince George is a vampire.Not a rumor. Not a threat hiding in the woods. A reality I am now entangled in. The man I am set to marry is the son of a Queen who died to birth a cursed legacy.I had imagined my engagement week would be filled with love, ballgowns, and whispered promises under the stars. Instead, I am hiding the knowledge that could destroy an entire kingdom… and myself.The silence in the room is deafening. Grace has also not visited again since yesterday’s smug warning. If only she knew what I know now. Perhaps she would stop being so consumed with petty jealousy and realize just how dark the crown she envies truly i
GRACE — Point of ViewI can not believe what I just heard with my own ears.I only followed Victoria out of spite. I had no idea I would stumble upon the biggest royal scandal this palace has probably ever hidden.A vampire?Prince George is a vampire? And Victoria is about to marry him?The thought alone is wild, deliciously so. All this time, I thought the worst that could happen to her was a failed engagement. But this—this is actual misery cloaked in royal silk.I almost laughed out loud in the shadows behind the garden trellis.All her dreamy talk about fairy-tale weddings, about love, and being Queen… now it is all turning into a nightmare. The silent twin is getting the prince, alright but not the kind of prince she imagined.And to think I actually envied her.Not anymore.Now I want this marriage to happen more than anything. Let her wake up every morning beside a
PRINCE GEORGE — POINT OF VIEW Sleep never came. Not even after the moon rose high, or when the palace fell into that eerie hush that usually brings a kind of peace. I paced in my chambers like a ghost in my own home, haunted by thoughts I could not silence in my head . “The letter,” I finally said aloud, turning to my royal guard who stood faithfully by the balcony doors. “She read it, didn’t she?” He hesitated. “Yes, Your Highness. I sent one of the maids to try and retrieve it before she opened it… but we were too late.” A sharp pang pierced through me. “I should have taken it from her myself. I should have —” “Maybe it is better this way,” the guard interrupted gently. “Maybe the Princess knowing the truth will save her from a future she was never meant to suffer.” I slumped into the
PRINCESS VICTORIA — POINT OF VIEW The moment I closed the door behind me, I locked it and leaned my back against it, clutching the envelope like it might vanish if I blinked. My palms were sweating. My heart pounded harder now than it did when Prince George slipped the ring onto my finger in front of cameras and nobility. Something about the way it was handed to me, the quiet urgency of the maid’s eyes told me that opening it could change everything. I walked toward the vanity, sat down, and carefully broke the wax seal. The parchment inside was folded neatly, handwritten in slanted, elegant ink. Ø “Princess Victoria,This letter may frighten you, but I beg you not to panic. I am not your enemy. The man you are about to marry is not the man the world believes he is. Neither is the acting King. I cannot say much in writing there are too many eyes, too many ears.If you want to know the truth about the late
Princess Victoria – Point of View“Whispers in the Hall” The golden morning sun peeks through the heavy silk curtains, casting gentle streaks of light across the floor of my lavish new room. Today is the first full day in Prince George’s palace , the beginning of what will soon be my new life as a Queen. A knock at my chamber door signals the arrival of royal maids, who enter with gowns draped over their arms, each one more breathtaking than the last. After some consideration, I choose an emerald green gown with golden embroidery that dances like sunlight over leaves. It hugs my figure gracefully and gives me just enough of a royal air without looking too ceremonial. Today is not for official duties , just a tour of the palace with the acting King but still, every step must be perfect now because people are watching. Every breath must be regal. As I admire myself in the mirror, the door creaks open again but thi
Princess Victoria – Point of ViewThe soft golden rays of sunlight creep through the tall palace windows, dancing on the velvet curtains and casting a warm glow across the grand room. I blink slowly, adjusting to the light, my heart still fluttering from last night’s fairytale. For a moment, I forget where I am until my eyes fall on the engagement ring sparkling on my finger.It was not a dream.I really am engaged to Prince George , my prince charming.I sit up in bed, the silk sheets falling around me like gentle waves, and stare at the ring again, turning my hand this way and that. It fits perfectly on my finger elegant, timeless, and heavy with the promise of a future I have always dreamed of. Every second of last night replays in my head like a song I can not stop humming: the gasp from the crowd, the sparkle of camera flashes, the warmth of his hand as he slid the ring onto my finger, and the way the whole world seemed to go quiet