t the crack of dawn, a piercing knock hit the princess' door, and without hesitation, the queen's personal attendant, the one sheathed in a black pantsuit, marched in aggressively with orders from the queen."Every day at 6 am I'll be doing your makeup. You're to assume the role of Princess Iris. Your life as you once knew it, as a maid, doesn't exist anymore."I was caught off guard. If that was the case, Princess Iris would never be returning?"Now, as Your Majesty mentioned, you have two weeks. These two weeks you may spend as you like," the queen's attendant added, "Whether you want to enjoy your time indulging in all the exquisite delicacies available to a princess, you may do that, but just know your decisions have unwavering consequences if the prince doesn't accept the engagement."As if I could…if only my and my sister's lives weren't in my hands!"Understood," I acknowledged.There were no other instructions given to me. How was I supposed to win
"There you go, your Highness. You're all cleaned up. There's no damage at all," Reina, Hoarfrost's resident nurse, reassured. I nodded my appreciation, a gesture it seemed Reina was not accustomed to.After that, Dylan walked me to my room. The early morning sky was a pinkish hue and pierced strongly into the white palace hall."The sun is beautiful here," Dylan pointed out, adding, "Up north, everyone's just a bit more tense and cool towards each other. You've been a great ambassador for your pack, your Highness."Dylan looked down shyly towards the marble tile as his cheeks flushed the color of the evening sky. I didn't want him to get the wrong idea and I added, "Thank you, Dylan. I appreciate your acquaintanceship." "Oh, so that's what we're calling it now?" Dylan released a light laugh. "Up north we just call it the friendzone." This time he rubbed the back of his neck and shook his head as he exhaled."I-I'm sorry but I don't under–" Before I
It took a few trials to perfect the recipe, but I think I finally did the northern dish justice. A Hoarfrost territory specialty: roasted duck over red curry.Looking down at the dish I prepared, I felt a wave of confidence for the first time. The duck breast was glazed in an herbal marinade, directly sourced from the palace's gardens, and was roasted to perfection. The curry was thick, but just rightly so, and the steaming potatoes in the sauce were golden brown.I carried the dish under a silver platter which struggled to keep the steam in. I walked up the all too familiar marble staircase, this time in a dignified light-blue gown that graced my ankles, and powder-white flats, perfect for the airy spring day.When I arrived at the prince's door, I was surprised, albeit relieved, to hear his Beta in there again.Dylan seemed to be Prince Leonardo's polar opposite. He was respectful, kind, and warm even to me–the supposed enemy. Maybe he didn't see me as a threat.I kno
In an anxiously timid voice, I apologized, "Prince Leonardo, I'm so so so sorry for–" My words were interrupted."Save the apology. You could never hurt me," he spoke in a deep, indifferent tone. Dylan rushed up to us in haste. "Your Highness, are you alright? How's your head? Did you blackout? You need to see Reina! There could be internal bleeding. Let me take you upstairs right now!" His words spewed out frantically, and he was more worried than I was."I'm totally fine, I can go up by myself," I assured, but Dylan had already extended his hand.Prince Leonardo's eyes narrowed at the sight. A slight growl released as he shifted his glance back at his Beta who didn't seem to get the hint.I caught the action."What are you waiting for, Your Highness?" Dylan directed at me, but I could feel the prince's scowl. Before he didn't want anything to do with me, so why did he care if his Beta walked me upstairs?Then, the prince stepped forward, brushing r
I managed to remake the roasted duck and red curry to the same quality as last time, but I had the maids prepare the rest of the side dishes and carry out the tableware. I arrived right before sundown and put a little too much effort into my outfit and makeup. That was the hopeful part of me still alive. I brought the leather holster that I embroidered for the prince and placed it in the middle of the table setting.There was the slightest breeze whirling off the gentle creek, and it enlivened my spirit which was rather downtrodden and depleted recently. The ends of my hair pulled tightly in a high ponytail, brushed against my face in the wind as a reminder that I was human, not a princess without consequence.I smoothed my long, silken magenta gown and tucked it carefully under my thighs, as my legs extended in front of me, the princess' cream-colored Chanel espadrilles peeking out at the end of the dress.Whether or not the prince came tonight, my mind was finall
Where was the prince?!It had been over a day since I'd seen him around the palace and I was unsettled by the time that was wasted in his absence. I approached his room and noticed Dylan in the hallway. He was the perfect person to ask."Dylan, how are you?" I questioned and his eyes lit up at my presence."I couldn't be better, Your Highness." He offered a small smile before he added, "And you?""Actually, that's what I came up here for. Do you know where the prince is?" I asked, the nerves building in my stomach."Oh, Alpha, he's going to be gone for about a week or so on a military expedition down here. He's scouting the territories offered in the peace treaty."Gone for a week or so! Not even an exact return date! That was at least seven days less I had to win him over. "But…will he at least be coming back?" Sweat started pooling around my forehead as the thought of not seeing the prince meant not making any progress."He informed me of his intention to do so. But, yo
I wiped away the tears streaming down my cheeks. Taking the long satin robe from the back of the door, I slipped it on and pulled it tight around my body.I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and paused. This was the moment that has been building for two weeks. There was no turning back now. I opened my eyes and walked out of the bedroom door, the only remaining barrier between me and my fate.***Standing at Prince Leonardo's door, I was sure the lingerie was already soaked in my cold sweat, but I couldn't feel it. My entire body had gone numb. I was practically walking into the lion's den with my hands tied behind my back. The moment I entered the prince's bedroom I was defenseless and whatever he wanted to do with me he had the capability of doing.I knocked on the door but couldn't even hear the noise. My ears were ringing, my mind buzzing with horrific visions of what was to come. When Prince Leonardo didn't answer, I took the liberty of slowly opening i
I didn't see Prince Leonardo for the next two days. In fact, I didn't even go by his room. After he'd yelled at me to leave, I had run off and didn't look back. I was too embarrassed, too scared. Then, before I knew it the Luna Queen was helping me prepare for the signing of the treaty, aka the engagement party. I technically accomplished the task, but now, knowing what he knew, would the prince even show up to the engagement? Would he allow himself to be eternally tied to a treacherous fool like me?"You'll need to look even better tonight," the Luna Queen said, priding herself on getting the prince to mark me. "I guess that slutty lingerie really did the trick."I stayed silent, but in my mind, I was denying it all. I didn't look as 'ravishing' as she said. I didn't do anything. It was all the drugs, I knew.Queen Regina ticked her long fingernails against her bottom teeth as she mulled over the five gowns laid over the bed. They all looked a little too re