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59: The Crippled Prince Is Mine
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2026-09-19 02:45:17
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Fated To The Prince Of Rebel 62: Sleepless Night
KeithThe wax candle on my desk was melting down to a useless stub. The dim, flickering yellow light barely illuminated the rough parchment resting in front of me, but I didn't need to read the words again. I had already memorized every terrible detail.Marcus had smuggled the report in just after midnight. I sat in my chair, resting my elbows on the desk, and buried my face in my hands. The guilt of what I had done to Heather was eating me alive.I rubbed my tired eyes and leaned back, I could not sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Heather sitting alone at the grand dinner table. I saw the devastation on her face as I ignored her. I saw the way she kept her head down while Nyles touched my shoulders and whispered in my ear.Ten years of careful planning, ten years of hiding in a cursed wheelchair, and it all felt pointless if it cost me the only woman I had ever truly cared about.A soft sound broke through the silence of the night. I froze, listening closely. Light and hesita
Fated To The Prince Of Rebel 61: The Hallway Encounter
DebraI spent the entire morning wandering the long, endless corridors of the royal palace, keeping a very close watch. The palace was massive, filled with countless guards and servants rushing about with trays, but I had absolutely no interest in the grand architecture or the rich tapestries. I only had my eyes peeled for one specific person.I was not going to sit in my guest room and wait for things to happen. I was not going to wait for the King to decide my fate, and I certainly was not going to wait for Heather to send me packing back to my dying pack. Finally, as I turned the corner near the eastern wing where the royal library was located, I saw Prince Keith was wheeling himself slowly down the center of the wide, empty hallway. For a rare, golden moment, that annoying servant girl, Nyles, was nowhere in sight. The morning sunlight poured through the tall, arched glass windows, catching the silver embroidery on his jacket. The light hit his face perfectly, highlighting the sh
Fated To The Prince Of Rebel 60: Formal Dinner
DebraThe grand dining hall was suffocatingly bright. Hundreds of white candles burned in golden chandeliers hanging high above us, casting a warm light over a table that looked long enough to seat an entire army. The table was piled high with roasted meats, exotic fruits, and sparkling crystal glasses filled with wine.I sat near the middle of the table, dressed in a soft blue silk gown that the palace maids had brought to my room. It wasn't as fine as the dresses Heather wore, but I made sure I looked magnificent. I held my glass with two fingers, taking small, dainty sips of wine, King Aldous sat at the head of the table, eating heartily and barking orders at the servants lining the walls but my eyes barely paid any attention to him.My attention was fixed on the far end of the table. Prince Keith sat in his wheelchair, looking impossibly broad and handsome in a dark velvet jacket trimmed with silver thread. He ate slowly, his face cold, and unreadable. Beside him sat Heather, dres
Fated To The Prince Of Rebel 59: The Crippled Prince Is Mine
DebraThe massive gates of the royal palace swung open, the heavy chains groaning as my carriage rolled into the courtyard. I pressed my face against the small window, my eyes wide as I took in the sheer size of the place. Tall white towers stretched up into the sky, the walls were lined with armed guards in shining armor, and the gardens were perfectly trimmed.A bitter taste filled my mouth, this was where Heather lived. My weak, pathetic stepsister was sleeping under a roof of gold while I was stuck in a dying pack, listening to my parents scream at each other about our lack of food and resources. It made my blood boil, all of this should have been mine.The carriage finally rolled to a stop in front of the grand entrance, a palace servant in a crisp uniform immediately rushed forward and opened my door, bowing low.I didn't step out right away. I sat back in the velvet seat, took a deep breath, and closed my eyes. I needed to get into character. I thought about the fear of losing
Fated To The Prince Of Rebel 58: Dangerous Comfort
HeatherPrince Ezra didn't look like the other stiff, serious royals. There was a relaxed, unserious air about him. He strolled over to me with his hands tucked casually into his pockets, his bright eyes taking in my swollen face and messy hair."I... I am sorry," I stammered, quickly turning my head away and furiously wiping my cheeks with the back of my hands. "I thought I was alone, I will leave."I started to stand up, but Ezra gently reached out and pushed my shoulder, urging me to sit back down. "Don't run away on my account," he said, his voice smooth and easy. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a pristine, white silk handkerchief, he held it out to me. "Here. Your sleeves are going to be ruined if you keep using them as a towel."I hesitated for a moment, looking at the fine cloth, before slowly taking it from his hand. "Thank you, Your Highness.""Just Ezra, please," he said, waving his hand dismissively. He didn't stand over me awkwardly. Instead, he simply dropped do
Fated To The Prince Of Rebel 57: Next Morning
HeatherThe morning sun was too bright, it poured through the glass windows of my bedroom, falling across the empty side of the bed. I sat up slowly, rubbing my tired eyes. I hadn't slept well. My mind had been spinning all night, filled with the image of Keith choosing Nyles over me, defending her while she attacked me in this very room. I thought the pain would be a little duller this morning, but it felt just as sharp and fresh as it did when it just happened.There was a soft, hesitant knock on my door. Before I could even answer, Lucinda slipped inside. She was holding a pile of freshly folded towels, but her face was pale, and her eyes were darting nervously around the room. She looked like she had just seen a ghost."Good morning, Lucinda," I said, my voice hoarse."Good morning, Princess Heather," she replied quickly. She walked over to the washbasin and set the towels down. Her hands were shaking slightly, she kept her head down, avoiding my eyes completely.I frowned, pushin
Fated To The Prince Of Rebel 9: A miserable Love
Heather's POV Prince Keith was waiting outside the garden for me. He had a displeased look on his face and I knew that he wished he were anywhere else but with me. I loathed him too. It was not like he had done anything to me but him having problems with all the important people in his life for a
Fated To The Prince Of Rebel 8: A day with the Monster
Heather's POV I rushed up the stairs to my room. Breakfast had gone by in a flash and the food had tasted bland because of what I knew was waiting for me right after. The king, supported by the grand Luna had ordered prince Keith to spend the whole day with me. All I wanted to do was to curl up i
Fated To The Prince Of Rebel 7: A new wife's, new life
Heather's POV The next morning, I woke up feeling worse than I did before. My whole body was hot and I could have sworn that it could boil a bowl of water. There was a rapt knocking on my door and I wondered if that was what had made me wake up early. Slowly I crawled out of the bed and went to t
Fated To The Prince Of Rebel 5: Married To Misery
Heather's POV"You can really walk?" I asked him, the words tumbling off my tongue just as the alarms were. I backed up to the wall and he walked up to me, not stopping until he was towering over me and breathing on my face. "I guess I should be expecting you to swoon over me now?" He said, a misc
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