And time went on, but still, the torment from Amanda’s biological father never subsided, as did her stepmother and stepsister. For them, Amanda was always a big disgrace to the Broke family. Because, apart from being a different girl from most people, she was also abandoned after her wedding night with the Black Prince, as if adding to the long list of why Amanda White was so hated by the entire Broke family.
“Looks like it's starting to fade,” Amanda muttered, referring not to the black stain that had been knocked out on the butt of the cauldron she used to look in the mirror but to the bruise above her cheekbone. "Dad was never like this. He never hit me, even though he didn't like me."
Amanda realized that for a long time, Baron Broke seemed out of breath when he had to be in the same room with her. But only when they were together, as soon as Amanda's biological mother entered the same room, the atmosphere became so different, warm and full of love, like another families.
“Love will change everything,” said Amanda's mother in the last moments of her life.
The fact seemed to justify Amanda's mother's words. Since the death of his wife, Ben Broke had experienced such a deep loss. The head of the Broke family, who was usually happy to be at home, began to rarely come home, and Ben Broke began to show his dislike of Amanda when he saw Amanda.
"You look too much like her," Ben said one day, turning his face the other way when he saw Amanda. “It's just that you're the corrupted version,” the man continued as he downed his bottle of wine again.
Trying to understand her father's sadness, Amanda just kept quiet accepting the harsh words. "Everything will return to normal," Amanda muttered at the time.
But all never came back, Ben Broke sank too deep. Every day, the old man was just looking for something that could fill the void in his heart, not caring about his only child.
"Amanda, meet Brenda, and this is her daughter, Gisella. You are as old as she is only eight months apart from you," that's how Ben Broke introduced Amanda's new family.
“Thank you for being my family,” said Amanda at that time sincerely. Thinking with this, her father could return to being the figure she knew before.
A cheap barmaid and her daughter gave Amanda an odd look in return that, according to Brenda and Gisella, Amanda was the strangest person they had ever met in their lives, with skin as white as snow, large purple eyes, and silver hair. And then Amanda's existence was made even more strange in the residence. They would never think of the pale-skinned girl as family, not even a human.
Likewise, Amanda's father never returned to the way he used to be, he really changed when he found his new love. Ben Broke, usually content with the wealth he possessed as a lower-class noble, now he began to feel dissatisfied. The man tried his luck at the gambling table, and got into debt here and there. He only did this to fulfill his new wife's lifestyle. As if that wasn't enough, Baron Broke also sold his own daughter.
This happened when Duke Alantoin, who was the older brother of Queen Minerva, offered him a deal at that time. "Don't you have a copper-haired girl whom I see often looking pretentious at banquets for nobles. You owe it to raise her, right? Why don't you get her to repay you now?"
"In what way?" Ben Broke asked back, a feeling of fear but also pleasure welling up in his heart.
"Marrying your daughter to the Black Prince."
“It’s suicide.” That was the first sentence that crossed Ben Broke's mind when Duke Alantoin mentioned the conditions for paying off the old Baron's debts along with adding to his coffers of possessions and raising his nobility to a Duke. "B-but anyone knows that the Black Prince really hates the Queen's family, and I also share the same lineage with the Queen," said Ben again, at the same time reminding them that they had a family relationship even though not that close.
"I never said the terms were easy, right?" said Duke Alantoin ending the conversation.
Ben Broke also thought hard, his beloved wife could not allow the only daughter she loved the most to be sacrificed for their welfare.
"Don't you have another daughter, Ben?" asked the former barmaid - Brenda - with a slight curve of her lips. That's why the Black Prince and Amanda White's marriage agreement happened.
However, it seemed that the last deal did not benefit the Broke family. The benefits that Ben Broke had hoped for did not match the reality, even the 'Duke' title he was about to get, now disappeared. And under the pretext of reducing all household budget expenses, as a result Amanda White, who had officially married the Black Prince four months ago, now worked like a maid at Baron Broke's residence.
“Why are you working so slowly?!” A maid snapped at Amanda, making the silver-haired girl out of her reverie. Immediately, she put the cauldron on the fireplace. Amanda deftly put the cooking ingredients into it.
"She sucks!" Another waitress grumbled, then she put a basket of pumpkins on the table. “Hey! Peel this too! Hurry up!” she ordered, then the maid sat back and didn't help Amanda who was busy blowing hot coals until her face was sooty.
Soon, the gravy in the cauldron was boiling. The waitress who had been yelling at Amanda, took a bowl of soup without permission. Seeing this, Amanda lowered the knife and pumpkin in her hand. “Please don't finish the soup. There are only two chickens left. I could be scolded again by the Old Madam…,” she said pitifully.
"So what? Why should I care?” asked the maid back as she placed another portion of soup from the cauldron under the fire. Amanda only replied with a heavy sigh.
Suddenly, the kitchen door was slammed open. Before the two maids in the room could hear screams of protest, someone who appeared behind the door turned out to be Nesa, one the maid.
"HE’S COMING BACK!" shouted Nesa loudly with shortness of breath.
The three people in the kitchen looked confused and curious. “Who's back? Who is he?"
“THE BLACK PRINCE!” screamed Nesa.
"Oh ..." Amanda answered shortly at the news, while the other three maids stared at her nervously. "She won't report our actions to her husband, will she?" whispered the maid who had been ordering Amanda to the other maid who had failed to eat the soup in front of her. "Don't worry. She's been forgotten. Even if she told her husband, I think His Lord was the first to die." Amanda glanced at them briefly, then resumed cutting the pile of pumpkins in front of her. "You don't know about it? Prince never gave you news? Your father also didn't tell you?" Nesa asked repeatedly. Amanda nodded slowly. "No," she answered quietly. The maid who was whispering earlier smiled as she raised her eyebrows. "See? I'm right. She has no charm! The prince was so disgusted with her that he didn't want to touch her, and now, he's forgotten about her!" he said loudly mocking Amanda. Hearing this, the silver haired girl got up from her place and left the kitchen without saying a word. "Hey! Where a
A big event to welcome the host was held at the residence of the Black Prince. But before going to his residence, Illarion Black or better known as the Black Prince paid his respects to King Abraham in his private resting room. The old king was still lying weakly on the bed covered by a luxurious maroon mosquito net. The Black Prince knelt down to salute the King. "This time, it's Exilas?" asked the King a little hoarsely, but in no way reduced the charisma of the ruler of Anarka. "That’s right, Your Majesty," replied the Black Prince curtly. The old king chuckled. “You got a great victory, but why do you sound like you lost the war, Rion?” “Forgive me, Your Majesty,” replied the Black Prince briefly once again, not the least bit interested in answering at length the King's question. Slightly rising from the headboard of his bed, the King smiled sarcastically. "Ah, so you still hate me, Rion?" The Black Prince was still unmoved from his spot, just staring intently at the King wi
The Black Prince penetrated the cold night on horseback. The destination was not that far away, only a few hours compared to other cities that had to take days from the capital city of Anarka. A little worried about the King's words earlier, Illarion remembered what he said when he left the girl's residence last time. "We go back to the border and bring all the bodyguards. She will be safe because the terms of the King really protect him, she is still the Queen's family. After all, the King didn't condition that I have to be with her for a year.” Illarion didn't expect that the small loophole in the King's order that he found was considered a betrayal by the King. “That old man really wants me to wallow with the demoness family,” the Black Prince cursed as he continued to gallop towards Sulli. Once there, Illarion Black was surprised to see the dimly lit Broke residence, not as splendid as the last time he remembered it. And only two guards were seen in front of the gate who looked
"Sit down? I guess you don't love your life anymore! How impolite! Just because I married you, now you are getting big-headed and dare to order me to sit down?! What animal do you think I am! Uh...” Illarion suddenly realized something, especially when Amanda screamed the same thing again, but this time, the white hand pointed at the black cat that was now sitting pretty licking its front paws. “That cat's name-,” Illarion stopped his questioning sentence. A teary-eyed Amanda looked at the man in fear. “I-I'm sorry I-I'm really sorry, Your Highness. But I gave the cat a name long before I knew your name. I'm really sorry….” Amanda still said the word 'sorry' a thousand times while prostrating with a trembling body, while beside her, the cat was still innocently licking its black hairy body. Illarion was stunned to realize what was happening, he almost ended his marriage this time by being killed by a cat. The man then laughed and Amanda was stunned as if amazed by that crisp laug
Amanda seemed to think for a moment, then she squeezed the sterile cloth while opening her mouth and swallowing the red liquid that dripped from the squeeze. Illarion snorted. "You could have held the liquid with your tongue." Hearing Illarion who seemed dissatisfied with the way of proving it, Amanda squeezed the red cloth again and dripped it into her eyes, not forgetting that she also took a sip of the red liquid in the cup that was on the table. Illarion smiled when he saw the wrinkles on the white-skinned girl's forehead. Amanda seemed to be desperately holding back the bitter taste that was now creeping on her tongue. The girl stood tall in front of the Black Prince, waiting for any reaction to his actions just now. A few minutes passed, Amanda began to look nervous because of Illarion's sharp gaze that seemed to study her. ‘Disgusting, white skin like a rattlesnake like Gisella said, she must have thought that,’ Amanda thought as she looked down at her skin. ‘And old woman's
"What time do you think is it, Amanda? You're not ready-," Nesa's screams stopped there, as a dagger flashed beside her and pierced perfectly into the teak wood door frame behind her. The maid's eyes widened in disbelief, in front of her - more precisely - on Amanda's bed sat a handsome man with a vile gaze staring at her. "Is this how the maid in your residence wake her master up?" Illarion asked Amanda coldly. While the silver-haired girl didn't react, she just stared frozen at the dagger that had just been thrown by Illarion. And Nesa was no less surprised because she was the one who was pelted with the sharp weapon. The servant did not expect to get a death-defying experience precisely from a shirtless handsome man who was exactly the God of Ares on this sunny morning. “I will make this servant family receive the coffin right now.” Hearing that, Nesa knelt down while pleading. "I-I'm sorry, Your Highness! I am truly sorry!” Amanda was immediately frightened by the words of t
Amanda bit her lip in panic. She was really confused when this morning the Black Prince was about to have breakfast. "I'll take it to the room," Amanda offered. "I'm not used to eating in my room, just show me the way to the dining room," said Illarion in a commanding tone. The dining room was one of the places in the Broke's residence that Amanda avoided, because her stepfamily hated her presence when they were eating. "Gross." That's what they said, who immediately threw the food at Amanda, because their appetite just disappeared because of the girl's presence. Yet, here they were, in front of the luxurious dining room belonging to the Broke family. And Amanda panicked even more when she found out her family hadn't finished breakfast. "Continue with your breakfast," said the Black Prince as he raised his right hand as if to reject Ben Broke's typical Anarka salute. Amanda, who was behind the Black Prince was almost covered by the large body of the broad-chested man. The girl w
Now Amanda was standing in front of her residence and getting ready to board the horse-drawn carriage that would take the girl to the palace. The Broke couple seemed happy to accompany Amanda, while Gisella was still gloomy. Brenda made the breakup dramatic. "Come back with a lot of money, otherwise, don't expect you have a place to go home to," she whispered as she hugged Amanda in disgust. "Remember your filial piety to your parents," Brenda advised with emphasis after letting go of Amanda's arm. "Is that all your stuff?" asked the Black Prince, looking at the small suitcase beside Amanda. Amanda nodded slowly, the contents of her closet which were no more than three pieces of clothes and her underwear were already in the small suitcase, plus an old painting of her family. The horse carriage walked slowly. Amanda looked at the Broke family residence, which was starting to move away. ‘It seems like this is the first time I've left the house in my life. House? I don't know why I n