Thalia's heartbeat raced, nearly exploding.She held her breath and searched for a good hiding spot as the voice drew closer. She heard another voice, this one was lighter and sounded a bit huskier than the other one. Two people. Two men. She knew how terrible it would look if they were to find her. A strange woman in their bedroom, how would she explain herself? She paused her train of thoughts as she spotted a closet. The closet looked large enough to contain about 20 people, it was practically a room at that point. She slipped into the closet and closed the door slowly just as the other door opened and she heard footsteps and voices. Thalia held her breath and hugged herself tightly staying still in a squatting position. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead and trickled down her face. She tried her best to decipher what they were talking about but she could only hear bit and pieces of their conversation and a few words she heard made her panic more.Assassination. Anarchists
"Who is this?" Thalia's chest echoed with the thunderous beats of her heart. For some reason, she'd been more comfortable with the presence of the first guy she met whom she now recognized as the prince. From his robes and outfit alone and also with how regal he looked, she could tell he was royalty. While the other guy looked good too, he scared her for some reason.In the dimly lit chamber, the air was thick with tension between the three of them. "Your Highness, who is this?" The guy who just came in asked again as he stared at her with bewilderment and caution. "I don't know," The Man who was apparently called Your Highness said, "She was hiding in my closet when I came in," he moved towards the second guy while speaking and now Thalia was facing both of them.She felt trapped, like a fly in a spider's web."Guards!" The guy who had just entered yelled, and her heart plummeted in response. Maybe she was in more trouble than she thought."Your Highness, step away from her she m
3 days. Thalia had been locked up for three days now. Things were starting to look really serious and she was starting to panic more than before. Talking to Lily made her not lose her mind though, it kept her sane, which she was grateful for. The bread they served that morning and yesterday in the prison wasn't bad so Thalia had eaten some of it. Now she was just staring at a spot on the wall while sitting next to Lily who was doing the same.Suddenly, the creaking sound of heavy footsteps approached, and the clanging of keys grew louder. The cell door swung open, revealing a grizzled prison guard.The guard looked at both her and Lily, then redirected his stare to Thalia, "Hey.. you," he gestured gruffly to her with a careless flick of his hand, "Stand up and follow me." She wanted to ask why but the guard didn't look like a person that had the patience to answer her questions. He looked bored and straightforward.Thalia mustered her strength and stood up, her heart pounding in h
Thalia woke to someone knocking on the door. It was interfering with her precious sleep and it honestly was the best sleep she'd had in ages. Sitting up in bed and stretching her arms deliciously, Thalia stared in the direction of the door.But she found herself looking at a wall. A blank light yellow wall. Wait. The door was meant to be there. With a jolt out of the bed, all of Thalia's memories of the past few days came back in a flash. The letter, the little girl, the magical book, time travel and the prince. The person behind was knocking continuously and when her still delirious brain recognized that she wasn't in her small rental apartment and that she could be in danger, she felt a trickle of fear.Who could it be? Was it the guards? Have they come to arrest her again? While she was being released she had a a thought simmering at the back of her mind that beheading still existed in this era and it was meted out for crimes against royalty and crimes that concerned being
Thalia was sure she could hear her own heartbeat as Ann led her through a dimly lit corridor. She was on her way to meet the prince. To have dinner with the prince. Despite how the situation was definitely not in favour of her, and how she probably had a lot of things to worry about, her head was filled only with thoughts of the prince. Oh, good grief! Thalia gasped inwardly as her imaginations went too far and she quickly shut them off. She had to focus on making it out of the meeting with her head on her shoulders. And security of her head being on her shoulders for a long time. There was a big door at the end of the corridor and a few guards standing in front wearing their normal stoic expressions. Ann paused in front of the large door, "This is The Great Hall, where you'll be dining with the prince." She gestured towards the door then turned to the guards and gave them a signal to open the door.When they opened it, Thalia was met with a lot of inquisitive stares from people wh
“Who are you?” The prince asked again. He was itching to know who this woman he felt so much attraction to was. There were no traces of her in any records. It was like she dropped from the sky. Maybe she did.She looked like an angel. Aldric's eyes flickered once again to the black dress hugging her body. The moment he entered the hall and saw the dress, he wanted to take it off of her. The thought had surprised him because he was hardly ever interested in women in that way, and now they were seated in close proximity and talking, the dirty thought still lingered.It was made for her. “As you said before, I seem harmless,” She replied in a sultry voice that made him want to take her lips in his. “That I am.” "Then?" Prince Aldric raised a brow in question or as a signal for her to continue.“I know this will sound crazy but I’m from the future.” She said lowering her eyes.Prince Aldric was a bit taken aback by her answer but that was the only answer that made sense. It sounded no
Prince Aldric watched Thalia's dumbfounded face with a raised eyebrow. She seemed flustered, but for some reason, he could tell she wasn't putting on an act. He made his decision there and then. He'll keep her in the palace instead of in prison as his right-hand man would prefer. She would be under surveillance by guards just in case his intuition was wrong and she was a threat or danger to him. That would mean Darian was right. He didn't want Darian to be right though. The mysterious woman was drawing him in andIf that was her plan, then she was damn successful with it. "You can go," he said amused by her bewildered face. "Just like that?" She asked, standing up slowly. "I'm free to leave?" At her full height, the dress was more visible and so were her delicious curves."I meant back to your room… in the palace," he explained, dragging his eyes away from her body and back to her face. "Darian will investigate further before we decide to let you roam free. You'll be under surve
Several thoughts swam around Thalia's mind as she walked the Halls of the palace. The guards and Ann were escorting her to her assigned room. According to Aldric, she was to stay in the palace until further orders and under strict surveillance. How would she do that though? She was experiencing something she'd only seen in movies and read in books and she was just supposed to stay put?They passed by a huge beautiful window Thalia hadn't noticed before. Just outside the window, there was a beautiful garden with a small stream. Before she could let her eyes explore more, Ann tapped her arm and they continued walking. She took note of the place, planning to visit later. If she got the freedom.A shiver touched her spine when the last expression the Prince wore came to mind. He was looking at her in a way she couldn't even begin to describe but it made her jittery and weak. Her last lingering glance at him had surely shaken her. Now, she could stay in the palace at least for a while wi