Stefan’s Captive Bride

Princess Sofia was the only child of the traditional rulers of Kismaros Village. It was a human community and they lived in peace and harmony among themselves. Sofia’s parents, King Henry and Queen Maria both upheld the kingdom with pride and dignity while preserving the cultural heritage and history of the community. Sofia, their daughter on the other hand was a complete contrast to them. Sofia always wished she was not from the royal family due to the high expectations which her royal life had to come with. She had always struggled to keep up with the bureaucratic nature of the royal life which she considered as too overwhelming for her The queen was sitting in front of the dressing mirror alongside Sophia, both elegantly dressed“Sofia darling, you must learn to smile with your eyes. Not just your lips” her mother the queen instructed as she adjusted her makeupSofia forced a brighter smile as the weight of her responsibilities weighed down on her“Yes mom” She mumbled “You kno

Sofia sat on the podium looking tired and rough. They Had been brought out to a place which looked like a market square. It was a slave trade auction block. She looked around as slave traders went around placing numbers on them so as for the auction to begin. Was this her fate? Is this what she ran away from home to fall into? She thought as she looked around in the crowd as if searching for a familiar face but all she saw was cold, calculating eyes and cruel smiles, the faces of strangers who saw her only as a commodity to be bought and sold.When it got to her turn she closed her eyes in a mixture of fear, shame, and desperation, unable to bear the thought of being gazed upon like a mere object, and the uncertainty of what her future held. She was bidded for the highest price there due to her rare beauty and fair skin coupled with her long hair. She looked at the highest bidder and it was an old man with several missing teeth and a scary face. Was he going to be the one to purchase

As Prince Stefan walked out of the room, Sofia felt a mix of emotions. She was relieved that the initial meeting with the royal family was over, but she was also anxious about what lay ahead.Just as she was about to sit down and gather her thoughts, there was a knock on the door. ”Come in!” She said and she was met with a guy who was probably about 6’4 feet tall. He stood tall with his muscular build, his imposing figure commanding attention. His build and appearance gave up the fact that he was definitely a warrior of some sort.She stared at him with a questioning look confused as to who he was.“I’m Captain Ryker, the palace guard who has been assigned to watch over you” He introduced himself bowingSofia’s eyes narrowed slightly “Watch over me?” She asked“Why would I need a guard to watch over me?” She questioned further “For your safety. Prince Stefan sent me here” He responded Safety? What danger could she be needing safety from? She thought.“Oh okay” She said still skepti

Sofia’s eyes scanned the room which was dimly lit, with only a few candles illuminating the space. The soft, golden glow of the candles cast a warm and intimate ambiance, but it also created eerie shadows on the walls. The air was thick with the scent of roses and lavender, adding to the sense of luxury and refinement.“So I’m really married?” She murmured to herself as she looked aroundDespite the opulent decorations, the room felt cold and impersonal, reflecting the tense and formal atmosphere between the newlyweds. Sofia sat on the bed, attempting to process the reality of her situation. She was married. The wedding had taken place, and she had exchanged vows with Prince Stefan.“It all feels as unreal as a dream” she murmured again “It feels like yesterday where I was still a human princess. And now I’m a werewolf princess?” She thought scoffing at the absurdity of her situation Her life had taken a different turn that she wasn’t sure how to go about it anymore. The fact that

Sofia's eyes welled up with tears as she turned to leave, her heart heavy with the weight of Stefan's words. She couldn't understand why he was so cruel to her, why he seemed to take pleasure in hurting her.As she made her way to her chambers, she couldn't shake the feeling that Stefan's words had left her with. She felt like she was walking on eggshells, never knowing when he would lash out at her again.She was still in her chambers, her mind reeling with thoughts when she heard a knock on her door. It was Captain Ryker"So, it's true," Captain Ryker said immediately upon entering, his eyes narrowing slightly. "You're a runaway princess."Sofia's eyes widened in alarm, and she took a step back, her hand on her chest. "What are you talking about, Captain?" she asked, trying to sound calm despite the panic rising within her.Captain Ryker's expression turned polite, and he bowed slightly. "Forgive me, Your Highness. I didn't mean to startle you. I recently discovered some information