An innocent maid catches the eye of a prince whose heart has darkened. Her rise from servitude to supernatural wealth becomes a threat. To claim his love, she must confront the source of darkness—and risk a terrifying fate.
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"Karen", Adrian called from down the stairs. "I'm here, it's time to play in the pool".
"I'll be there Adrie. Just give me 5 minutes", Karen called back.
"Okay", Adrian said and went to sit. The Bayler's house was large but not as large as the Kendall's.
Adrian Kendall, the daughter of a successful businessman, was waiting for her best friend, Karen Bayler because it was time for them to play as usual. The six years old girls do everything together. Even though Karen's Parents are not as rich as Adrian's, the two get along well.
"Adrian", Karen called running down and she hugged her best friend.
"Let's go Karen. I don't want you to be late before you get back, you know your Dad will be mad if you come home late."
"It's true, let's go", Karen said and waved to her Mum who was coming over to the sitting room. "Bye Mum, I'll be back soon."
"Okay baby and don't stain that dress. It costs a fortune", her Mum warned.
"Okay Mum", Karen said and held Adrian's hand.
The two girls ran happily carrying Karen's bag which contained her swimming suit. Even though Adrian can't swim, she still goes to the pool with her best friend.
"Where is your necklace?", Adrian asked.
"Oh! I forget to put it on. It's in my bag you know I can't put it on at home because my dad will ask where I got it from and he will punish me."
"I know but don't misplace our symbol of friendship", Adrian said pouting.
"I won't", Karen said and took the necklace from her bad and put it on.
"Let's click our necklaces together", Adrian told her.
"Yes", the later replied and they click the necklaces together.
"Best friends forever?", Adrian said
"Best friends forever."
They got to the door and the driver opened the door for them, the car belonging to Adrian's father. The driver drove them to the Kendall's house. The girls opened the door and ran happily to Adrian's room. The girls changed and were about leaving the room when the door opened and Aiden, Adrian's twin brother entered the room.
"Aid, you don't just enter a girl's room without knocking, that's rude", Adrian said glaring at her brother.
"I'm sorry, kiddo. I just wanted to ask for your shampoo, I ran out of mine and I didn't know until now."
"You should have at least knocked", Adrian said and went to the bathroom to get the Shampoo.
"Hey Karen, how are you?", Aiden greeted.
"I'm fine. How are you?", Karen replied shyly.
"I'm fine too", he said and winked at her.
The later just smiled in response.
"Here you go", Adrian gave the shampoo to him.
"Thanks kiddo", he said and left.
"Can't he just stop calling me kiddo?", Adrian said.
"He just like teasing you, you know?", Karen replied.
"But it's annoying."
"Just leave him and let's go to the pool already. I can't wait to swim."
"Okay", the two girls held each other and went to the pool.
Karen is the swimmer between the two. Adrian can't swim but she is willing to learn. Karen ran to the pool and started swimming while Adrian just stood watching her best friend.
Adrian was enjoying the scene in front of her and suddenly Karen was struggling in the pool.
"Help me Adrie...Help." Adrian was shocked and since she couldn't swim, she ran out to get help. At first, she didn't see anyone around and she continued running.
She saw a bodyguard. "Save my friend please...Save her", she shouted to the bodyguard. The bodyguard followed her to the pool side, got into the pool and brought out Karen. He gave her the mouth-to-mouth respiration but she didn't budge.
The ambulance arrived and Karen was carried to the hospital but she didn't make it. Karen Bayler DIED.
The sun beamed brightly across an azure sky, clouds drifting lazily in its path. At a stunning beach, framed by coconut trees and lush vegetation, a waterfall tumbled from a towering mountain, its crystal-clear waters cascading into a river that met the sea in rhythmic waves.On the shore, Rhea lay unconscious.The waves lapped at her, nudging gently until she stirred. A cough escaped her lips as her eyelids fluttered open. Above her, birds wheeled across the sky, the sunlight glaring down with an almost personal intensity.With her hand, she shielded her eyes from the brightness, blinking away the daze. Bit by bit, she remembered how she got there—and why. Treasure. The thought of it had her sitting up sharply. There was no time to waste.She backed off the beach and scanned the unfamiliar landscape, heart pounding in excitement. She didn’t have to wonder where she was—or how she had gotten there.The memory was there. She smiled smugly. The mermaid had taken the bait and seized her,
Deep in the woods, far from the lantern-lit streets of Upland, Nanna’s cottage crouched under the shadow of twisted trees. Inside, Amber sat bound to a chair, her wrists raw from rope. Shadows flickered across the crooked walls as a small fire crackled in the hearth. Isis, Nanna, Rhea, and Bibo stood around her like a tribunal.“Please, let me go,” Amber pleaded, her voice trembling.Rhea twisted her mouth into a mocking pout. “Please, let me go,” she mimicked in a high, whiny tone.“Tell us what we want to know, Princess,” Rhea sneered. “Then maybe we will.”“I told you already. It was a family treasure.”Isis stepped forward, her eyes hard as flint, and slapped her across the face. The blow split Amber’s lower lip, and the metallic taste of blood flooded her mouth. She let out a sob that seemed to echo in the small, crooked room.“Why are you doing this to me?” she wailed.“She’s so pathetic,” Rhea said, curling her lip.“Dear, dear girl,” Nanna crooned with false sweetness. “Just te
The music of the ball spilled out into the courtyard, warm and bright against the cool night air. Laughter and the rhythmic beat of the orchestra floated through the open doors, mingling with the faint, heady scent of jasmine drifting from the gardens beyond. Golden lamplight poured out from the ballroom and met the cool silver glow of the moon, casting the courtyard in a shimmering mix of warmth and shadow.Amber stood just beyond the doors, where the sounds of music felt softer, less demanding. She closed her eyes briefly, drawing in the quiet between each note, letting her heartbeat slow.“Hello, Amber,” said a voice—smooth, low, with a certainty that seemed to ripple beneath the words.She turned. Stepping out from the shadow of an archway was Bibo, his tall frame catching just enough moonlight to show the keen set of his eyes. They held a quiet intensity, a gaze that seemed to weigh her without judgment, yet still left her oddly exposed.“I suppose I’m not the only one who needed
A few days after Commander Benjamin accepted the King’s request for reinstatement, the town crier’s voice rang across the village square. “Three days hence, the Commander of the Army of Upland shall be sworn to his post once more!”Excitement swept through the crowd like a quick wind through tall grass. Neighbours murmured to each other, shopkeepers grinned over their stalls, and even the youngest children repeated the news in their own shrill voices.Right on schedule, the ceremony was held in the palace’s grand ceremonial hall—the same place where Upland’s great balls often glittered deep into the night.The Army of Upland filled the chamber in full dress uniform, every button polished, every boot gleaming. Dignitaries in embroidered robes lined the front rows. Commander Benjamin’s family stood near the dais, dressed in their finest. Outside, soldiers stood in neat ranks upon the palace square while villagers filled the tiered seats surrounding them, their chatter a steady hum.Insi
Following Isis and Rhea’s banishment, the hours after the villagers left felt like the air in Upland itself had shifted—lighter for some, uncertain for others.Commander Benjamin lay unconscious in the palace, the healer tending to him with quiet, deliberate hands. His chest rose and fell steadily, the only sign he lived. The bed’s white sheets made him look as though he were merely resting, but the stillness in his face told another story.Gathered around him were the King and Queen, Prince Arnold, Cressida, Amber, Miriam, and a pair of guards outside the door.The healer, a stooped, silver-haired man with eyes like pale glass, examined him for the third time that hour. “The spell bound him for many years,” he said gravely. “It will slow his recovery… but this is not cause for despair. He will return to himself, given time.”The tension in Miriam’s shoulders eased a fraction.With the news, Miriam found herself close to the royals again—especially the Queen, whose guilt had not gone u
Miriam, Amber, and Cressida sat in stunned silence, their minds reeling from the blow Isis had just dealt. The livingroom felt smaller, suffocating under the weight of her words.Isis laughed—a cruel, delighted cackle that echoed like a curse around the walls.“You see?” she said, eyes glittering like polished stones. “He’s so deeply enchanted, he’s eager to tie the knot. Isn’t that amazing?” Her smile cut through Amber like a dagger. “I wanted to spare you the embarrassment of hearing it from the town crier—especially you, Amber.”Amber’s eyes shimmered, the pain unmistakable. The betrayal, the heartbreak, the injustice—too much.Isis leaned forward slightly, her voice mockingly sweet. “Wealth hasn’t freed you from tears, has it? Oh, don’t cry, little princess. Maybe one day, another prince will find you.”She turned with a triumphant swirl of her dress, laughter trailing behind her like perfume. Cressida followed close and slammed the door behind her.“Amber… my star,” Miriam whispe
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