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60: Formal Dinner

Author: Dark Gold
last update publish date: 2026-09-19 03:20:55

Debra

The 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
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  • 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   56: Midnight Confrontations

    KeithThe wheels of my chair rattled softly against the floor of the long corridors. My heart hammered against my ribs, my mind was racing through a hundred different scenarios, and every single one of them ended with my uncle finding out I could walk, and my head rolling across the throne room floor.I kept my hands resting weakly on my lap, I could feel Nyles's smug presence behind me. She was practically vibrating with victory.We finally reached the door of the King's private chambers. The two royal guards standing watch immediately stood at attention, crossing their halberds."The King is expecting us," Nyles said, the guards pulled the doors open. King Aldous looked up as we entered. As Nyles pushed me further into the room, my uncle's eyes darted from my face to the woman standing behind my chair. His deep frown instantly deepened into a scowl of disgust."What is the meaning of this?" the King demanded, he slammed his goblet down on the desk, "Why is this maid in my chambers?

  • Fated To The Prince Of Rebel   55: Take Rights Back

    DebraThe loud voices of my parents echoed through the long, empty hallway of our home. I stood near the door of my room, listening to them yell at each other. My mother was crying, her voice cracking, and my father was shouting, kicking the furniture in the living room. It had been like this for days.Our pack was in deep trouble.I leaned my head against the wall and closed my eyes, the fear in my chest was heavy and suffocating. Our enemies were closing in, our resources were drying up, and our pack warriors were losing hope. If care was not taken, we were going to lose everything we had. We were going to be wiped out completely. If we lose this pack, my parents will turn into nobodies. They might even end up dead and everything I had enjoyed my whole life… the fine dresses, the warm food, the respect from the servants would be gone in a blink of an eye.I opened my eyes and looked down at my hands, they were trembling. I couldn't believe my life had turned into this nightmare.Ju

  • Fated To The Prince Of Rebel   41: A Gentle Touch

    HeatherI leaned my head against the wall of the window frame in my room, watching the moonlight and stars in the sky. A small, inward smile touched my lips. Everything was as it should be, precisely as I had worked to ensure it was. The commemorations for the late King and Queen will also take pla

  • 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

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