Lynda couldn't keep her eyes to herself either. That man! that man is my sister's husband? How could this be? they are supposed to look hideous! Matras are half beast, they should atleast possess large fury tails, long sharp nails and scales! How come....how come Olivia always gets the best? this is so unfair!How can there be a man exude such sexiness and grace at the same time just by drinking a glass of wine? she watched his every moves, the way his red lips chewed meat, sips wine, greets nobles, he's so perfect in everything that he does! there's no way he is a human! He even fits in instantly!With that unreal look and charisma he's definitely someone who's being cursed by countless cuckold lovers and husbands and worshipped by too many women! Goodness! definitely a dangerous creature!"I noticed you staring at your sister's potential husband for a long time now" Claude's voice was cold as usual but there was a hint of mischief in it.Lynda's cheeks flushed as she fixed the invisi
Dumbfounded, Claude graze the railing for support as he felt his knees started to jelly, Amon watched his complexion gradually turned pale, his calm vibrations suddenly turned cold "You may have sucessfully fooled the entire kingdom but not me young Prince" his voice was deep emphasizing the word 'Prince', gone now the gentle and warm tone he used around Olivia."What do you really want?" Claude ask still shaken. He couldn't believe this day would come sooner than anticipated, how could this happen? this is ridiculous!"Not much, just your cooperation" Amon shrug his beefy shoulders as his taunting eyes bore an impression of domination to the Prince. Diyan's voice echoed in his ears, it was just like he said, they were no match from him, he truly is beyond their league."Concerning?" By degrees, Claude's power of speech returned. Amon leveled his body to Claude's, eyes piercing with venom. "I want my marriage with Olivia to go smoothly and for that to happen--" He paused displaying a w
Olivia approached the garden wryly, Amon's attendant Thana came bearing a news that her King wants to meet in the garden. That was the second time she met the Matra lady up close, the first time was when Amon ordered her to accompany Olivia back in her palace on his behalf, Thana was silent and neutral, Olivia barely saw her smiling."You're here" Amon approached, gentlemaningly pulled the chair for her. She wondered what had happened to him last night that he failed to come to her but she quickly dismissed the thought."Yes, what is it you wish to tell me?" He never failed to take her breath away, though he was dressed modestly his drool worthy build made it appear as though he was a greek god, such strong features basked under the sun is truly a sight to be hold! "I know you are eager to learn about your abduction" Amon's gaze drop from her eyes to her heavy breast tracing it's way up to Olivia's collarbone."Very, is that the reason why you called for me?" Olivia felt uneasy under
"You wait here, a mere servant like yourself is not qualified to enter my chamber" Lynda eyed Kalim, she then instructed her maids to give her and Amon a privacy.The Matra scoffed but nevertheless stood outside the Princess' room and wondered, what could have gotten to his king for accepting the Princess' invitation? surely it was a trap to seduce Amon. Kalim felt a slight thrill for what was about to happen."Please have some tea, your Majesty""I refuse" Amon turned her down bluntly, she sat across him face to face and it excites Lynda seeing how he actually followed her here, she knew it! no man can resist her seductive charms! Even her oh so perfect sister Olivia cannot tame a beast if a goddess like herself were to appear."Is that so? then please tell me what you--""Cut to the chase, what do you want?"Lynda let out a chuckle, he sure is sharp, so d*mn sexy! "Well your Majesty, I want you" crossing her legs, Lynda purposely lifted her legs higher to expose her skin. she leaned
"I'm telling you Mors, we have to do something about his Majesty's behavior. He had gone too far this time! and where the h*ll is he?"Mors eyebrow shoot up as he watched Kalim pace back and forth. The man was restless since their meeting with the King and insisted for his and Thana's cooperation."And what do you propose we should do?" he asks while wiping his eye glasses half interested in Kalim's concern. "I'm betting my virginity on the table he's with the Princess right now" Kalim murmured "We talk to him?" his tone uncertain. Thana scoffed hearing his suggestion.She poke Kalim's forehead "And for that suggestion I deemed you a fool. What made you think he will listen to us?" Thana grab an apple and took a bite "Stop talking nonsense Kalim we all know you're not a virgin" Her lips twist into an amused smirk."It's cute how they think a childish stunt can harm us, pathetic" she reckoned examining the fruit."Leave them be, we'll let them think they've had us dancing in their pa
A few days have already gone and Olivia received numerous invitations from different occassions. One that poked her attention was from the house of Marquis Sembre, it was the first invitation she had recieved from Sophia herself. The lady only sent letters to Claude since the beginning, thus the gesture surprised Olivia."What do you think, Princess? will you send a reply to decline her invitation?" Susan asks seeing her fumbling the paper. 'Though what a shame, I really want the Princess to have some fun outside the sun too'"No, actually, I'd like to go out" Olivia answered with resolution after a long pause. Causing her attendant to gasps in surprise."That's wonderful!" Susan clapped her hands while grinning from ear to ear. "I will pick a dress that suits your highness' taste and ready your bath immediately!"Susan was overjoyed to hear Olivia's response, it has been a while for the Princess to go out and spend time with noble ladies. She feared Olivia might be having a hard time
A soft sigh escaped Olivia's lips as she placed the document in her study table, she's been reading for an hour, but no matter how hard she tries to focus, her mind keeps darting towards her older brother Claude--the Crown Prince of Estel. Since their childhood, she had so little memories of him, Olivia doesn't know why but she can't even remember how he looked when he was young, even her sister Lynda, the youngest. To Olivia, they feel more like a stranger than a family. All she's certain is, her family is nothing like they portray outside the castle's wall. Her father His Majesty--lifeless, the Queen appears to be normal among the royals.Her sister Lynda behaved graceless all the time, it seems to Olivia that she lacks the knowledge to absorb the etiquette classes she'd been taking since her younger years and one might say that she was born a commoner if it were not to the crown in her head. His majesty the Crown Prince, Claude is utterly cold and violent towards everyone, he hate
She was so nervous, her heart was pounding, and suddenly she worried that the man carrying her might hear that too. But Olivia is determined to do whatever needs to be done even if it will cause her, her head. The pain is just too heady to be ignored.The Matra walked inside the inn as if he owned the place. He kept on walking until they reached the last room, it looks surprisingly neat and well maintained, contrary to its exterior. 'More importantly, where could the owner of the inn be? is it okay for them to waltz inside like this?'Impressed by her feeble sanity talking, Olivia gave herself mental praise.The man settled her to stand on her own feet and closed the door. Its clicking sound sounded like a death sentence to Olivia stripping her off with the last cover of her sanity completely....'And here I am excited for what's to come, I must be going insane' she thought to herself.Mustering all the courage that was left in her, she turned around and faced the man. As she did so, sh