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
Olivia was clouded with alien sensations all over her body. she was about to scold the man for having such a lewd tongue but her words died in her throat almost instantly for he soon started sucking her flesh hard and stopped only until she was stained red. Imprinting his mark---staking his declaration on her. Tonight, Olivia would be no one else’s but his.The lower part of her body began to throb uncontrollably, to conceal it, she tried to once again gather her legs together---or at least, had tried to. Before she could close her parted limbs, the man’s hand dug between her thighs, leaving her no room to protest, his heavy gaze shifted to her eyes. His voice sounded deep and sensual, enough to stir the heated atmosphere more.“I told you. This must be wide open.” He told her sternly. His dark emerald eyes gleamed in mischief, drunk in a delicious desire.A short moan escaped her lips and Olivia quickly held her tongue. Amon's sparkling emerald eyes thoroughly stared at her, watching
Amon kissed her forehead lovingly and that surprised her, more than his words. Amon shifted his lips to her swollen cheek, showering light kisses, his warm breath carefully pouring over her silky soft skin, and the moist flesh of the lips that had been gently pressed against each other. It didn't last long as Amon started to get greedy and captured her swollen lips once more, his tongue taking its time wandering about her. Olivia started to feel her heightened temperature rise even more. Attentively kissing him with the same intensity.After a moment he became impatient and decided to stroke her cl*toris with his fingertips once again, gently this time. Olivia wanted him to rub it harder, but he didn’t, and just as she was about to cl*max again, he withdrew his hand. The way he kept stopping right before she came was driving her crazy, her body was so hot, and her mouth was almost dry."Ahhh Amon.....Amon!.....” She couldn’t stand the tingling in her lower belly. Her mind was filled
Olivia squinted her eyes open, blocking the sunlight with her hands that came straight to the window. It took her a moment to realize that she's not in the palace rather in a small-scale neat looking room. She let out a sharp moan as she felt her core throb in pain, after completely regaining her senses. Olivia felt sore all over her body, memories of last night's affair came to her realization, she could not help but blush ten times fold.'I just tossed my viginity away!' her face dyed red as she remembered the man holding her until dawn. She barely slept! 'He really is a beast!' Olivia can only cover her face with her trembling hands. The kingdom of Estel holds no great value to a woman's purity, what they're really paying attention to is one's loyalty and respect between a married couple, but Olivia cannot help but feel anxious about it, it does matter to her after all.He wasn't kidding when he asked Olivia's name. "You'll be screaming my name sweet Olivia, it's important to know
Olivia's thick long lashes flutter open. Her heart is beating rapidly inside her ribcage, she cupped her face only to realize she woke up blushing. Clutching her chest, Olivia had a dream with Amon. In her dream, they were both lying in the bed facing each other. His deep emerald eyes filled with emotions she can't name, roaming leisurely in her face as if mesmerized by her beauty. Amon lifted his hand and caress her cheek lovingly, tracing his long fingertips in her face, his touch was feather-like weight she almost didn't feel his skin touching hers. Contrary to his bulky beefy physique his caresses was rather gentle for a man in his size. A satisfied grin appeared in his lips seeing her reaction to his touch. They remain silent, not wanting to ruin the mood. Olivia was bewildered as she was feeling oddly comfortable in the company of a Matra. She personally had no ill bearings towards his race but they are fea
Lynda hum merrily while waiting for her sister to arrive, tapping her painted fingernails lightly on the table, enjoying varitties of sweets prepared by her maids in the palace's garden. The second Princess of Estia relish the fine relaxing weather, her mood brightening even more. She lift her cup of tea carefully and placed it on her rosey thin lips to drink. "Princess, Her highness Princess Olivia is here."Her lady-in-waiting announced. Making her lips curved into a delightful smile. Her eyes sparkled tauntingly at the sight of Olivia's wry expression painted all over her beautiful face as she close the distance between them. She knew Olivia hated to interact with her as much as she do. Scrutinizing her gaze meticulously on Olivia's apperance her smile slowly turned into a frown.She wore a lilac bodycon dress in butterfly sleeves that hugs her curve delicately just above her ankles showing not too much of her skin but her flawless swanlike neck. Her long dark s