Elma’s POV“Sebastian!” Immediately covering my mouth, I ensured in fear that I was alone.If someone heard that again, I’ll be screwed for real. Nonetheless, I can’t just leave him to be. Thus, I headed outside to get some fresh air; meanwhile, I planned my escape from the back garden when I turned pale hearing many wolves howling.No way! Could it be a fight?My heart was beating heavily. For some reason, I was afraid that Sebastian was involved. Thus, I had no choice but to ask for Caitlyn.“Yes, Princess Elma?” She asked, happy to find me outside my room.“Um… I need some… silver?” It became more of a question.Caitlyn’s expected confusion was visible on her face. She tried to open her mouth to ask when I shook my head in answer.“Not now. Could you bring it urgently?” Asking, my head slightly turned to my left when a loud howl sent shivers down my spine.“Okay.” She mumbled and passed her orders quickly.“Is this regarding the wolves?” She questioned, shocking me.Am I readable?
Elma’s POV“D-Den?” I mumbled, feeling myself being pulled back to my feet.“Y-You… a-are…” Den was blabbering like an idiot, seemingly scared out of his wits.Sebastian was behind me, his body’s heat inducing warmth to my own body while his hands gripped on my shoulder tensely.He is worried, just like me. Den came closer trying to form words but in vain. He looked like a fish gasping for oxygen outside water. Meanwhile, I was terrified. If he outed us, we might be done for once and all.So, without thinking much, I dashed on him to use my touch to make him forget it all. However, Sebastian might have misinterpreted it. He grabbed my arm in order to stop me. I hissed and desperately smacked his hand off me. Swiftly, I reached for Den who instinctively dodged me.I was shocked!Regardless of the situation he was in, Den impressively saved himself. However, this was a matter of concern for me.“What are you doing?” Sebastian asked in rage while Den swirled me around and pinned me again
Sebastian’s POVWhy is it always her?This is becoming too troublesome. Nor do I want her to interfere in my life and not can I just ignore her completely. I can keep lying to myself but right now, it is clear why her presence bothers me the most.“Hey, dude! Is it true that Elma is promised to Jonathan?” Amber asked me and I grunted in response.“That’s unfair! We didn’t get our chance.” Derek grumbled.Meanwhile, it was frustrating how Jonathan was having lunch with her. He has changed somehow. I can’t hear him complain or hear anything against him.“It’s odd that Jonathan has been acting way too nice with her. I even heard that he has started paying attention to all his classes.” Marcus added, taking me by surprise.No wonder he is at it. Jonathan has a sharp mind. Could it be that he has come to accept the terms of being the next King?Tsk! I’m not letting that happen.“Bro, she looks uncomfortable.” A small yet understandable voice caught our attention.Derek, Marcus and I were s
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Elma’s POV“Take this beauty to her room. Prepare her well and show her around until the sport ends. Later bring her to the study; I wouldlike to introduce her to others, personally.” The King instructed and turned to me smiling widely.“Young lady, I know it’s rude to leave your special guest just to be but I was in middle of something important before I visited your father.” The King looked extremely sorry and I smiled encouragingly.“That’s alright, His Majesty. You shouldn’t be bothered for someone like me.” I said and saw him shake his head.His considerate smile dropped from his face hearing my words.“Actually you are very special to me, so don’t say that. As for now please follow the maids. One of my guards would be bringing your things from your house. Let someone know if there is any special thing that you require them to pick up. Okay?