KEILAH After the intimate wedding with just a few people in the church, we were finally holding our grand wedding to which every person in the entire kingdom was invited. "You ready?" Enzo asked right by my side. I glanced at him and saw how dashing he looked in his suit. The formal ceremony just ended, so we were getting changed to join the banquet. AN"You look handsome," I said as I looked him up and down. "And you look beautiful," he said, standing beside me and wrapping his arm around my waist. We were currently on the balcony of our room, looking down at the people who were having fun. "I've never seen the kingdom so lively," I said, smiling as the sound of music pumped up. "Me too," he said. "I think they're genuinely happy that the two of us had already tied the knot." I smiled and nodded my head. "I'm glad that they accept me." "Of course, they would," he said, placing a kiss on my forehead. "They're getting a new and wonderful queen. Who wouldn't be happy?" I sco
KEILAH “Are you sure you’re going to go, princess?” I nodded my head as I combed through my hair. “I told you—don’t call me “princess.” Just Keilah. And to answer your question—yes. I’m going to the main castle today.” Weston sighed and begrudgingly zipped up my long dress. “Your preposterous relatives will be there, so why would you even go?” I smiled. “It’s Isabelle’s engagement we’re talking about. I wouldn’t miss it for the world. And besides, they invited the entire family to the gathering!” “They don’t even act like your family,” Weston muttered under his breath. I placed the comb on the table and kindly smiled. “It’s okay. I’m used to it. I just want to go and congratulate Isabelle. You know she’s always been good to me.” Weston sighed in defeat and patted my shoulders. “There,” he said. “You’re all done.” He knew he wouldn’t be able to change my mind, so he just let it be. I stood up from my seat and made out the light of my reflection in the mirror. I smiled bitterly
ENZO “Dad,” I sighed. “I don’t want to get married yet. I’m young. I still have so many things to do for myself!” King Mason, my dad, shook his head. “Son, you’re already 22. And I, too, am getting old. Now that your mom wants to retire from being the queen, I don’t have anyone to rule the kingdom with.” “Then, give me the throne,” I said with confidence. “I can handle it all alone. You know I’m more than capable of doing that.” “You know that I can’t do that, son. There’s a process we need to follow before you become the king. I know that you are more than capable of handling the kingdom all alone, but other kingdoms would interfere if they discovered this. If worse comes to worst, I have no choice but to give the throne to your cousin. He told the royal family that he is willing to get married, even if it’s not to his mate.” I snapped my head toward him, shocked at his statement. “You’re willing to give it to Miles?” “I have no choice, Enzo. Only Miles is the same age as you. Y
KEILAHI felt my mind blanking out. My cloak? The only thing shielding me away from this cruel world?There is no way on Earth that I'm going to remove my cloak—not even in the presence of a high and mighty prince. I felt his footsteps coming my way, so I acted fast and rose to my feet. I didn't even bother to bow and bid farewell to the prince. I just ran away from the scene, ignoring the calls of my relatives and the guards. I had already memorized the interior of this mansion ever since I was young, so I didn't have any problem with running away. I can already imagine the looks on my relatives' faces, but right now, I couldn't afford to be seen. I ran back to my humble cottage and bumped into Weston along the way. “Keilah?” he exclaimed. “Are you alright? Are you—are you crying? What happened?” he bombarded me with questions. I merely nodded my head and tried to hide my real emotions. “I’m okay,” I said between my tears. “I just need some time alone.”I could tell that Wes
ENZOI stood in the same spot, dumbfounded by the blatant disrespect that I received from the cloaked woman. “I am so sorry for our servant’s behavior, Prince Enzo,” Queen Grace said, glaring at the direction the woman ran off to. “She has always been like this.”I frowned. “You have such a defiant servant? Then why do you still keep her around?”“She’s blind,” King Leo interrupted. “Our kingdom has such a kind heart that we decided to keep a blind servant around,” he boasted, while the other members of the royal family empathetically nodded their heads. “Blind?” I tilted my head to the side. For some reason, the story of the blind princess went through my mind, but I decided to brush it off. Princess Isabelle walked over my way and held onto my hand, breaking me out of my thoughts. I looked at our intertwined fingers and frowned. “The food is getting cold, your highness. Why don’t we sit down and continue our chat?” she said in a sweet voice. I looked at her face and couldn’t he
ENZOI stopped in my tracks when I saw the cloaked servant from a while ago cooking some type of meal. Now that I entered her home, I smelled her sweet scent once more, and it made me grimace. Peach. She smells of peach. It was pleasant to the nose, but just knowing that it was coming from an omega made my stomach churn. I was about to head out of the cottage when she suddenly spoke. "Weston, you're back?" she said in a bubbly voice, very in contrast with how anxious she sounded a while ago. Weston? Who the fuck is that?"You came right on time. I just finished making dinner." She walked over to where I was, and I frowned when I saw that she was still wearing her cloak. She chuckled and tried to hold onto my hand to lead me to the dining area, but I took a step back before our skin could make contact. She froze. "Weston, Is there something wrong?"I couldn't respond. The moment I would open my mouth to speak, I knew that she would know that I wasn't this "Weston" guy. So, I
KEILAHI felt the man’s hands and noticed that they were bigger and rougher than Weston’s. I could also feel its bulging veins running along his skin.When holding onto his shoulders, he was much taller than I was. Weston was only a few inches taller than me, so that gave it away. The man right in front of me is not Weston.But who would come here and intrude in my cottage?As far as I know, nobody else but my relatives knows about this place. And this man right in front of me certainly didn’t feel like my other cousins.“Who are you?” I asked, abruptly moving away from him. My back hit the wall as my heart beat faster in my chest. He kept silent, and I wondered if he was still there. “Speak!” I said, feeling more fearful in my heart.“Should you really raise your voice at a prince?” he asked, and I immediately recognized his voice.Prince Enzo.The very prince that Isabelle is supposed to marry. What is he doing here?I took a step back, but I had nowhere else to go. I could see h
ENZO“We’re so glad that you chose to stay here,” Queen Grace greeted me as soon as I went inside their mansion.I nodded my head. “I’ll be staying here for the entire month with my guard, Matthew. Thank you for accommodating us.”“No need to thank us. We have already prepared everything for your stay. Matthew will be staying in one of the rooms on the first floor.”“Thank you,” Matthew bowed. “On the other hand, I prepared your room upstairs, Enzo,” she smiled. “Just right across Isabelle’s room.”“Alright,” I said. Although I would much prefer to stay here downstairs with Matthew, I was thankful that Isabelle and I didn’t have to share a room with each other. “Well then, let us lead you to your rooms.”The servants escorted Matthew to his room while Queen Grace led me to mine.“Your room is right here,” she said. “I hope you enjoy your stay. If you have any concerns, don’t hesitate to knock on Isabelle’s door. You can even stay in her room if you’d like,” she said in a joking manne