Chapter EightAlaric's povAfter a wild night, I still couldn't sleep. It's been the same ever since I found out who my mate was. I replayed the scene of my return-banquet over and over and over in my mind.There was a stir coming beside me and then a low yawn, “Good morning,” a soft feminine voice greeted in a lazy tone. “How did you sleep?” Emily asked as she placed a hand on my bare chest which made me glance at her from the corner of my eye.There was a smile on her face like she had had the best night of her life, well I couldn't relate cause my nights have been shitty ever since the banquet and things got even more complicated.“You need to leave, now." I took her hand from my chest and placed it on the bed then rolled over and sat down and tried taking deep breaths just to get myself started for the day.Although I had the opportunity to relax, as the crowned prince and the only prince, I still had things to do.I've never really fancied Emily, we never really talked that much
Chapter NineDiana's povI woke up the next day with Merilyn still beside me. I tapped her gently in an attempt to wake her up as I knew it was time for us to get up and get to work before headmaid Beatrice comes around, she wouldn't take it likely with us if she caught us still in bedShe hummed before she finally sat up, rubbing her eyes with the back of her hands and then she stretched, “Is the witch here yet?” She asked absentmindedly. I chuckled softly knowing she was referring to Miss Beatrice.“Watch it Mer, you don't know who's listening,” I cautioned.Finally awake, she cast a sad look at me for a few seconds, “Are you sure you'd be okay to work today?” She asked out of concern as she stretched her hand out and placed it upon mine on the bed.I didn't say a word and just nodded and offered her a tight-lipped smile but she didn't seem convinced.I wasn't okay at the moment if I could not work today, that would have been really better for me but I knew that wasn't possible, Mis
Chapter TenDiana's povIn the wardrobe, I steadied my breathing; in and out; in and out, repeatedly until I was sure he couldn't hear me even with his super hearing. As a Lycan, he was meant to be able to hear me, maybe even sniff me out, but I thanked the moon goddess none of that had happened yet.Through the small peaky hole, I focused on what King Williams was up to, what was he doing here? Of all the days to come up here, he chose the day I did. He stepped fully into the room, kicked to the side the tossed clothes, and the papers that laid around before he was in the middle of the room.I could tell from his expression, he was angry and very concerned, perks of being a king I guess, having to bear the burdens of everyone in your kingdom, with more money and power in the world comes great responsibility; responsibilities that he was neglecting, or focusing more on his own kind rather than the entire populace.He seemed to just stand over the pillar that contained the orb which he
Chapter ElevenAlaric's povThere wasn't any other strange eye contact between the servant and Emily but that didn't stop me from thinking about it. I was very skeptical and cautious about the happenings in the palace ever since I got back, I got this strange feeling that something was going to happen or something was wrong, either one, it was just my own opinion.Emily excused herself, mentioning something about completing said duties we had talked about earlier, and also wanted to meet her father who was in the throne room and was said to have a meeting. The servant boy informed me about this as he led me towards my mother's garden where she normally had her morning tea.“Good morning Mother,” I greeted her before sighing and sitting beside her, she was having her morning tea in the gardens, and her entourage stood outside the arbor, it was morning so the sun didn't really bother them, not like my mother cared anyway.She might have been having tea, but it looked like she had prepar
Chapter twelve.Diana's povIt's been almost ten minutes and I've been staring at the pearl ever since, contemplating whether or not to touch it and find out what it had done to the king or maybe I should just go.I paced back and forth before I finally made a decision. I was hovering over it, going around in circles, “Okay, let's do this.” I felt like it was calling to me to touch it, was that the same feeling the king had? I better be fast before another unexpected person decides to show up.My hands shook a bit as I stretched them outwards towards the orb, the moment my fingers grazed the surface of the orb, I inhaled sharply, my head thrown backward.When I removed my hands from the orb, I wasn't standing where I should have been, the room appeared empty, save for the single mirror just opposite me.My reflection stared back at me, my silver hair which I always tried to cover up framed my face, my blue eyes, and my overall appearance.What was this place? Was I inside the orb? I
Chapter thirteen.Diana's povAfter finally escaping the prince, there was the impending fear at the back of my mind that I was going to be dragged back to the cells again.When I finally arrived at the servant's quarters, there wasn't anyone there which meant that they were all still working, maybe I could go ahead and complete mine before Miss Beatrice found out about it.I grabbed my necessary tools from the kitchen and then proceeded to the east wing. I knew the prince was somewhere in the west wing so I was safe from bumping into him while I worked.My mind drifted back to the room in the west wing, these questions plagued me and I wanted answers but I didn't know where to get them from, who would know about that anyway, I wondered.I tried to piece together the scattered images in my mind and tried to make sense of it, whether or not it was important or it was real. I mean the king seems to have probably believed what he had seen, so maybe mine were real.Were they like Astro pr
Chapter fourteen.Diana's povDead? How could that be? Death didn't really occur to me, what did was maybe he had gone far away on the king's orders and would probably return someday.“May I ask how he died ma'am?” I asked cautiously not to trigger anything. I felt down, I thought that maybe if I found this Cedric guy, he'd be able to understand what that orb did to me and why, but this was a dead end.The images in my mind always reminded me that I needed to find answers to my questions fast. They never stopped replaying over and over again, but they were always scattered, not making any sense even when I tried to piece them together.I was getting scared the more they occurred hence why I was here in the first place.The old lady who I found out her name was Martha turned towards me fully, “Who are you?” She asked suspiciously, her wrinkled old eyes squinting, her dark eyes seemed to pierce into my soul.“My name is Diana, Diana Melbourne, I'm from the palace.” Maybe I shouldn't ha
Chapter fifteen.Diana's povAfter I had calmed myself down, I was ready to get down to the reason I was here which Martha had reminded me of, I wiped all traces of tears from my face once more.“You said Cedric died, who was he and how did he die?” I questioned, my voice sounded weak to my ears. I adjusted my position properly.She offered a tight-lipped smile, “He was a priest for the kings and was also killed by the king himself. This happened about twenty years ago. I can remember this because it was the same night that I had lost my family as well as my ability to walk again.”“So you knew the reason why he died?” She glanced between a section of the wall to me, “The night after I had informed the king about the birth of his son, I overheard their conversation, something about a prophecy and how Cedric was more scared of it than the king himself, right before my very eyes, the king snapped his neck out of irritation and being disrespected."The king was even more ruthless than I