The Devil From Deira

The Devil From Deira

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When a certain princess clocked twenty one, she is arranged to marry a prince of Deira. Her soon-to-be husband is the third prince of Deira. The king of Deira, Augustus, chose his first son as the crown prince. The crown prince is an easy-going man who doesn't like disputes. You could say he's too soft. The second prince is ambitious, he wants his father to abdicate the throne to him. The third prince is feared as he is cold, heartless and not interested in the throne. The princess is the fourth child of Augustus. After her are two twin boys who are a bit younger. In a faraway castle, the arranged couple try to live in harmony. All seemed smooth until a treason was planned. Treason fueled by anger and ambitions. Will it be successful? Will the prince accept his wife as his confidant? Will the devil rest?

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       "You should smile a bit. You should not have wrinkles at your youthful age," Claudius, king of Angbotain said to Isabelle, his daughter and the crown princess.

   She had a pale, almost translucent skin, rosy cheeks, crimson lips, white teeth and sparkling eyes. She was slim with elegant collarbones. She was not interested in the food she had on her table anymore. The news she had just heard was disturbing.

    "She will smile later," Aravis, the queen approached the table and took her seat as the king smiled. Isabelle was an exact replica of her mother. There was no distinguishing between them. They could easily pass for sisters as the queen was not that old.

  "Mother," Isabelle spoke up as she placed her fork on the table. "I just celebrated my twenty first birthday last week. Why are you doing this to me?" 

  "That makes it so important for you to get married now. You're already too old to be in our house," Aravis answered as she brought her cup to her red lips.

"Father," Isabelle pleaded with her father. "He is a total stranger."

"Isabelle," Claudius called his daughter affectionately. "You have been preparing for this all your life, why are you behaving this way?"

  She sighed as she accepted defeat.

"I would have definitely accepted this alliance if you had just informed me earlier. How can you give marriage as a birthday gift?"

   "It was really hard to get King Augustus to form this alliance. It is a golden opportunity for Angbotain," Aravis said as she rubbed her daughter's hand.

"Still, how can I go as far as Deira?" She exclaimed as tears threatened to spill out of her eyes. "I do not want to be far from you."

"You are a princess Isabelle," Claudius stood up. "It is your duty."

  "A wedding in two days?" She stood up and pulled her father's robes. "It is too sudden."

  "You'll get over it," he said and left the table as his guards followed him.

   Isabelle knew it was over. Once her father makes up his mind, there was no talking him out of it.

  "Isabelle," Aravis called and looked into her eyes. "I had you when I was seventeen. I managed to make you become fully matured before getting you married because I didn't want you to go through what I went through. An alliance with Deira was the best option I could present to you. Even when we're gone, King Augustus promised you'll be taken care of." 

   "He is too old!" She shouted. 

Aravis was taken aback by the sudden outburst. The court ladies were surprised too but they dare not speak out.

"He's older than my father!"

"Isabelle, you are not getting married to King Augustus," Aravis explained.

    Isabelle's nerves calmed down and her body settled.

"I'm not?" She asked and Aravis nodded.

"But, you said I was getting married to a Deira royalty."

"You're getting married to Prince Adrian, the third prince of Deira."

  Isabelle smiled widely. 

"You should have said so earlier," she breathed in relief. "It is better that way."

  "He doesn't live in the palace so you'll be away from everyone. He has his personal residence away from the kingdom. You shall be treated with the respect you deserve."

  "Why does he live away from the palace?" Isabelle asked with curiosity. "Was his mother a consort?"

   It was believed that consorts who weren't of royal blood shouldn't live together with queens in the palace.

"His mother was a commoner," Aravis explained as the court ladies cleared the table of dirty plates. "He lived in palace while growing up. He left when he was eighteen years. He has been at his residence for ten years. He often goes to war and return victorious."

"So you're getting me married to a general?" Isabelle smirked mischievously at her mother.

"It is your gain," she gathered her blue attire and left the table as her court ladies followed behind.

     Isabelle was left with her own thoughts,a court maid and a guard. Marriage in two days to a complete stranger. People have gone through it and survived and so will she. But she was really curious about the groom.

Meanwhile in Deira...

    He walked upright in his armour. A handsome man covered in blood of the enemy, his attire dropped with blood. He smelled of murder. The aura he exuded was beyond comprehension.

   "Prince Adrian is here," the eunuch at the entrance of the grand hall announced and commanded the guards to open the door. 

   The whole assembly was present. The ministers, the males of royal family and King Augustus were all in the hall. Augustus sat on his throne, Fredrick, the crown prince was seated in a lower seat beside him. Malcolm, the second prince was standing next to Frederick. Leopold and Louis, the twins born from Fredrick's mother, Indira were standing beside Malcolm. Nefertiti, the crown princess and sister of Malcolm was not present as women were not allowed in the grand hall, not even the queens.

      Adrian walked in with a tiger like posture and a perfect waltz. His sword was still dripping with blood and it made a mess of the floor. He stopped in front of his father's throne and went on one knee. 

  "The war against Sorok was in our favour. We have defeated them," he shared the news.

   Augustus let out a small smile as the entire assembly cheered.

"The minister of war has began to build a station at Sorok and had buried their king."

   "Be on your feet," Augustus gave out the order and Adrian stood up.

"As expected!" Alastair, the minister for internal affairs shouted with joy. "Prince Adrian never disappoints."

"You're right Alastair," Augustus stood up and walked down to Adrian. "That is why he is my son."

     The twins were giving Adrian goofy looks which he caught. He tried to force a smile but it wasn't who he was. Fredrick was giving Adrian a thumbs up from where he sat and he bowed. Malcolm looked at Adrian with contempt.

    Adrian felt suffocated. This was why he could never live in the main palace.

"Before you went off to war, I knew it would end in victory," Augustus commended Adrian. "Which is why I have prepared a reward."

   There was murmuring amongst the assembly.

"Silence!" Augustus called out and it became silent like a graveyard.

"You are already of marriageable age," he patted Adrian's shoulders,"so, I have arranged your marriage with Princess Isabelle of Angbotain. You will get married in two days."

  

    Adrian's world collapsed. He looked like a deer caught in its highlights. Alastair's face shouted disappointment. Something in Adrian told him to speak up but he had no will. What has been decided has been decided. A prince had no  control over his life.

   "Are you not happy?" Augustus asked the assembly with a stern face.

"Congratulations, Prince Adrian!" They chorused.

"I would like to go and rest," Adrian asked for permission from Augustus.

"Of course, you deserve it. You will set out to Angbotain tommorow so stay here for the night and leave in the afternoon tommorow."

  "As you wish," he said.

"You may leave."

    He bowed slightly and trudged out.

"Why does he look so disappointed?" Leopold whispered to Louis.

"Why do you think?" Louis replied. He seemed like the wise one.

"It is not because of Juno, is it?"

"I highly doubt that," he replied.

   The assembly was concluded just after Adrian left. He bathed himself which was not a surprise to anyone. Unmarried princes usually got their bath from young court ladies bit Adrian never did.

   He would scowl at them and made them promise to never see his nakedness.

He was sitting in front of his former residence enjoying the cool breeze. He glanced briefly at his mother's grave. It was neat. They were doing a good job of keeping it clean.

    "Are you okay?" Fredrick asked as he walked in. His red clothes made him stand out.

"Not really," Adrian answered. 

   Fredrick was the only one he could talk to at this point.

"It shall pass."

  "What?" Adrian asked with a confused gaze.

"I thought you were angry about the alliance," he also replied, confused.

"The alliance? No, it was bound to happen anyway," Adrian waved him off.

  "So what's bothering you?" Feed pressed further.

"The battlefield."

    Fredrick sighed to show that he understood what Adrian was saying.

"Adrian, do you still have nightmares?"

"No," he answered calmly. "They do not appear in my dreams anymore. I see them now." 

"What do you mean?" Fredrick asked with concern.

"I see them now," he looked around. "There they are," he pointed at nothing.

   Fredrick sighed. Adrian was hallucinating but he couldn't say anything about it.

"I know they are not real," Adrian chuckled dryly. "That is why I'm still alive."

    "Brother!" Leopold ran in and tripped on his royal gown. 

"I told you not to run," Louis followed behind, carrying himself with poise. "It is not worthy of a prince."

"Whatever," Leopold scoffed as he continued to run towards Adrian.

  "A prince should not run like that," Adrian smiled as Leopold embraced him. 

His hugs were warm, everyone knew it but Adrian rarely hugged people. The twins were hard to say no to.

"Welcome back," Louis bowed slightly with a smile.

  "Prince Louis, you are becoming more charming with each passing day," Adrian teased.

"I have always been charming," Louis said with pride and they all laughed.

"Charming?" Leopold scoffed. "The charming one is me. The girl from the market said so too."

  "The market?" Fredrick asked as if his hearing had failed him.

  Leopold and Louis shared mischievous glances.

"Did you sneak out again?" He hollered.

"I am going to kill you!" Louis yelled as he went in pursuit of Leopold who had already started running.

  "Wast he not just talking about a prince's character now?" Fredrick's eyes bulged with disbelief. 

"They are now seventeen," Adrian patted Fredrick. "They are mature enough to be cunning and rebellious."

"They shall never learn until father catches them," Fredrick said as followed in their direction.

   Adrian smiled widely as they left, showing his dentition.

"I have never seen you smile like that," a female voice said.

   He looked around and saw Nefertiti approaching him with a smile and her court ladies behind her. 

   His face returned to its original scowl. The smile left his eyes.

"I recognize that look too well," She smiled as she sat beside him. "No matter how much you hate me, we are siblings."

"Excuse me," Adrian stood up but Nefertiti spoke up.

"I heard about your marriage, congratulations."

"Thank you," he replied coldly.

"It is my fault you're getting married," she stood up.

   Adrian looked back at her with a confused and cold gaze. 

"I am old enough to get married, you know? You have to be married for me to get married."

"I wish you all the best," he said.

  "I'll probably get married to a prince of Ploretina."

    Adrian stopped on his tracks.

"Ploretina?" He said weakly.

  He turned around to see his sister's tear stained face.

"He is selling you off, Nefertiti," he moved to her.

"I know," she sniffled. "I have no choice, do I?"

    He engulfed her in a hug and she was crying.

Fredrick watched them from a distance and shook his head in sorrow. Princes and princesses do not have a say in their own life.

Not in the world they live in.

Ploretina was about a week's journey from Deira by horseback. Their father was probably giving them Nefertiti to achieve something else. He was going to recieve something else in return.

    Malcolm was passing by with his entourage and saw the closeness between Adrian and Nefertiti.

"Will you step away from my sister?!" He hurled.

   Adrian was shocked as he released Nefertiti. 

"Nefertiti!" Malcolm said as reached them. "How can you hug this commoner in front of the servants?"

  "He is no commoner," she defended him. "He is your brother."

"I have no brother."

  "Do not get the wrong idea," Adrian glared at him. "I do not consider you my sibling either."

   He walked off into his residence without another word. Nefertiti looked at her brother with hatred and stormed out with her court ladies.

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31 Chapters
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       "You should smile a bit. You should not have wrinkles at your youthful age," Claudius, king of Angbotain said to Isabelle, his daughter and the crown princess.   She had a pale, almost translucent skin, rosy cheeks, crimson lips, white teeth and sparkling eyes. She was slim with elegant collarbones. She was not interested in the food she had on her table anymore. The news she had just heard was disturbing.    "She will smile later," Aravis, the queen approached the table and took her seat as the king smiled. Isabelle was an exact replica of her mother. There was no distinguishing between them. They could easily pass for sisters as the queen was not that old.  "Mother," Isabelle spoke up as she placed her fork on the table. "I just celebrated my twenty first birthday last week. Why are you doing this to me?"   "That makes it so important for you to get married now. You're already too old to
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It was a busy day at the palace of King Cladius in Angbotain. Guests were arriving for Isabelle's marriage. Different delicacies were being made so the royal kitchen was a mess. Everyone was busy."Pack everything," Isabelle ordered the court ladies.She was packing up. Her clothes were in a separate box. She didn't want to leave her jewelries behind too. Nobody would wear them if she left them. All her belongings were packed. She was currently receiving skincare session. It was in preparation of her wedding night. She should be washed thoroughly before going to her husband's house.She asked to pack her books herself. The most precious possession Isabelle ever considered worthy were her books. She never joked with them. Her maids were even allowed to clean them. She does that herself and everyone knew that.Aravis told her that Adrian would arrive by evening but he's nowhere to be found. She was waiting eagerly by her window. The
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They were settled in their residence. Adrian excused Isabelle while she changed into a white lace dress. She let down her hair that reached down to her waist. Adrian came in and he was already changed. They sat on the bed in silence. The crickets were chatting and the moonlight shone in even though the lanterns in the room were lit. It was an awkward situation.Isabelle was nervous. How could she tell her husband that she was not ready for the planned intimacy? She fiddled with her fingers as her chest rose and fell."This was an arranged marriage," Adrian broke the silence. "It does not mean you will not get the respect you deserve. I am sorry to say this but I'm not happy with this marriage. It is a burden to me."Isabelle glanced at him briefly but he wasn't looking at her. He was staring into nothingness."I'm not much of a talker. Do not expect happy faces from me. I have a temper. A bad one. Little things irritate me. I am not going to touch you. It
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"Can you get off me?" Adrian whispered, ruining the moment. He was trying to avoid touching Isabelle. "Oh," she stood up quickly, almost slipping in the process. "I'm sorry.""Those fools," he hissed. "Get your things, we're leaving."                   The court ladies carried the boxes and trunks into the first carriage. The remaining gifts filled the second one and there was no space for a human being to settle.    "Can you ride a horse?" Adrian asked.   He was coming with a horse and the guards were guiding another one to her."No," she confessed.    "Then," he got on his horse, "you will have to wait for a while. These will be dropped first and then, they'll be back to pick you up."   She nodded in understanding. A guard ran to Adrian."Your Majesty, Captain Spencer is back. A messenger said he's on his way her
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"We lost fifty soldiers," Spencer sighed as he ate."That's okay," Adrian shrugged.  Spencer glared at him without looking surprised."By the way, aren't you going to get married?"    "Why? Now that you're married, you feel superior? Don't kid yourself, I'm always a better choice than you are."   Adrian chuckled lightly and pointed at Spencer."You do not like women, do you?"  "What do you mean?" Spencer asked with a dramatic eye roll."I've never seen you with a woman. Isn't that weird?""I have never seen you with a woman either," he snorted."That is because I go to war often.""I accompany you every time," Spencer hissed. "I like women, the right one just hasn't come along."  "When will she come?" Adrian teased further. "When you are about to die?""Hey!" Spencer banged his fist on the table. "Are you drunk already? You got married while I was clearing up t
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There were chirping birds by the window. The woodpecker made continuous noise. The couple were wrapped tightly around each other. Guess the hormones acted on their own. Adrian was hugging Isabelle loosely and she in turn, was clutching a piece of his robe in her palm. Adrian's exposed chest served as a resting place for Isabelle's head. They looked calm and peaceful. Why couldn't everyday be like this? Why couldn't they accept each other's circumstances and learn to love? Are arranged marriages a curse? Why do they not want to get involved with each other? Is Adrian really as cruel as he says he is? Adrian was the first to wake up. It was a natural look. He looked around for a while before looking at the intruder in his arms. Why was he holding her? Why were they so close to each other? He could remember how far they were yesterday. What happened? How was he going to escape the situation without waking her? He was removing his arms gently when Isabelle adjusted her pose. H
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"Why did you marry Prince Adrian?" Lydia asked Isabelle. They were on their way to the kitchen to meet with the chef."Because I was asked to," she replied."You don't get to choose who you want?" Lydia gasped. "Just like children can't choose their parents, princesses can't choose their grooms. I was only informed about the marriage a few days to it. I'm practically married to a stranger." Lydia looked at Isabelle with pity. She had always thought the nobles had it easy for them. Who would have thought that a princess like that wasn't happy in her marriage? She had everything. Riches, servants, jewelries and all. "But still, I wish you hadn't married Prince Adrian," Lydia voiced out."Why?""He's cruel," Lydia replied coldly. "He kills people easily without a second thought. He's like the devil that acts without reason." Isabelle was confused. Yes, Adrian was cold and unreasonable but he was nice in his own ways. He wasn't that harsh."He's a general, Lydia. He has to k
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Her blonde hair cascaded down her gown. She held a side up with a ribbon. Make up was evident on her face, a little bit too much. She was dressed in a purple gown with gold lines by the neckline and the downside. There was a large golden necklace laying on her neck. Gold earrings of the same design dangled from her ears. She was a refined young lady from her appearance. "Prince Adrian," she said, looking at him straight in the eyes and then looking at the figure on the bed. The covers were over Isabelle's face so she wasn't visible to the stranger. "Juno," Adrian called with a smile. He left the bed silently so he wouldn't wake Isabelle. He led Juno out of the room. "Wow, you look so mature now," Adrian complimented Juno. They sat at the dining and the maids brought in refreshments. Adrian was digging into his meal when he noticed Juno's eyes on him."Why are you staring at me?" He looked at her. "Why didn't you tell me about your marriage?" Her face was red from
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"What?" Adrian exclaimed. He was bare chested, outside his room as he stood with Spencer who was already dressed up."That is what the messenger said," Spencer brushed a hand through his hair. "Why take such extreme measures?""What did Malcolm do to her?" Adrian complained, expressionless. The door creaked opened and they turned to see Isabelle walk out slowly. Her hair looked like a bird's nest but they were less concerned about it. She greeted and Spencer bowed in reply."How do you feel?" Adrian asked her."Fine, is there a problem?" She inquired with confusion written all over her face. What couldn't wait that Spencer had to talk to Adrian so early in the morning? "Princess Philippa was found dead this morning. She is going to be laid to rest soon," Adrian explained. Isabelle was shocked. "Found dead? Does that mean someone killed her?""She committed suicide," Spencer gave her the full detail. "She was found with a rope around her neck outside the washroom." "You
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"I do not even know if you are doing this intentionally or that is really who you are," Adrian said to the sleeping woman on his bed. "Why would you place your head on Spencer's shoulder? You seemed comfortable riding with him too." "Yes, I do," she said without opening her eyes. Adrian let out a shriek and held onto the sheets. Isabelle shook her head and rose up."How much of that did you hear?" He asked with raised eyebrow."Everything?" She answered. "Can you excuse me? I have to apply ointment to area you almost peeled off." "I am sorry about that. It was not intentional," he said with remorse. "When are we leaving? I'm starving.""I was waking for you to wake up but if you want, you can eat here before we leave." "No," she refused. "I'll just have Duncan's meal.""Who's Duncan?""Your royal chef," she answered as he looked aloof. "You don't know his name? Do you even recognize him?" "I recognize Spencer," he shrugged and Isabelle shook her head."I cannot believe I
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