She had closed the box, put them on her table, and gone to bed without much preamble. In the morning, she called Sam and Lynn to her chambers.“Good Morning, Miss Laurel,” Sam greeted. “How can we help?”“Good Morning. If you could return all of this to His Majesty that would be wonderful.”She gestured to the stack of boxes and the invitation’s envelope on top. Sam and Lynn glanced at each other and winced.“Well…” Lynn started.“I’d be happy to do anything for you, Miss Laurel,” Sam said, giving her a tense smile. “But we would rather be dropped into a den of vampires without a sword than return what the king gave you.”“But—”“No one can refuse the king's kindness.” Lynn shuddered, “Doing so would only make him angry.”Laurel wasn’t sure what to make of it. Why were they all so afraid of him? The common people’s fear was a bit more understandable, but Sam and Lynn had been on the battlefield with him. Surely, they knew him well enough not to fear him like this.With a sigh, she nod
It was the first time anyone in the palace had cared enough to ask why she was crying. This wasn’t the first time she had faced a moment like this, but Basil had never cared about her. His ministers had cared even less and usually went out of their way to embarrass her. Noblewomen often disrespected her without being scolded for it by Basil or anyone who should have been on her side.She had always had to defend herself; thus, Laura never cried because it was useless to cry. Crying was unbecoming of a luna, and no one cared about her feeling anyway. She had to handle every obstacle, every setback, and every difficulty on her own and with all the grace of her station. She knew that and that in the back of her mind, Laura was trying to pull it together, but it had been so long since she’d been Laura.She was Laurel now. Hadn’t she committed to it? Hadn’t she committed to being just a young girl born on the border?Seeing Adolph shouldn’t have made her burst into tears, but it seemed tha
"Are you rejecting me?"Adolph asked so bluntly, Laurel didn't know how to answer. Then, she nodded her head her face burning with embarrassment. A moment of silence passed and Laurel’s stomach churned with anxiety. Why wasn’t he saying anything? She glanced at his face and found his expression unreadable.“I-I’m…” She tried to calm down and speak clearly. “I’m just an ordinary girl. A girl from the border. I don’t have any business… I don’t deserve to be your partner for such a formal occasion, and--”“If you were an ordinary woman your age, you would have accepted the invitation with joy.”She winced. She couldn’t argue with that. An ordinary girl her age would have tried on the dress and admired herself in the mirror for at least an hour, not packed it up, and tried to return it. If she were just Laurel, she’d have thrown herself at him when they first met and lived happily thereafter without a care in the world, but Laura hadn’t been put to rest; thus, all of her doubts were still
She woke up the day of the wedding and took a deep breath. She didn’t want to go, but she had promised to go with Adolph. She couldn’t back out. Based on the soft light coming through the window, she had woken up very early.She got out of bed and started to prepare everything she needed.Sarah entered the room quietly and stopped in the doorway, shocked. She curtsied politely.“Good morning, Miss Laurel. I’m surprised you woke up so early.”She smiled tensely, “I… figured it would take a while to get up to standard.”Sarah shook her head. “Not at all with your beauty! But there’s nothing wrong with a little extra preparation!”She chattered about the merits of thorough preparation and her happiness was infections.“…beside, Miss Delia deserves to be shown up on her wedding day!”Laurel gasped and looked at her. Sarah flushed with embarrassment.“What… do you mean? You don’t like her?”Sarah’s gaze turned cold with fury. Laurel had never seen her so upset.“That… woman is the reason
Basil was very happy on his wedding day. Aside from marrying his beloved mate, he was dressed far more luxurious than usual in a white suit tailored to him with gold and red embroidery on his cuffs and sleeves. He wore no cloak as he had never needed one, but he always relished the chance to wear his crown as it made him feel more princely than usual.He waited for the ceremony to begin, and but he could have never been prepared for Delia's beauty when she entered the hall in her wedding gown. Her gown was blue, cut in a traditional style with golden embroidery. It made her seem refined and near untouchable in her beauty. He almost couldn't breathe and even his wolf agreed that she was beautiful.He remembered the first time he met Delia. She has looked so pitiful in her rags and bandages, pleading for sanctuary. Her timidity had been charming in the beginning. She hid her face as if to keep him from seeing anything wretched as she'd begged for water to drink and wash her face. It ha
Laurel couldn't help herself from rolling her eyes at Basil and Delia, but she didn't expect Basil o Adolph to notice. After Basil and Delia walked away Adolph leaned towards her.“Do you hate Basil?”She wanted to tell the truth, but it wasn’t polite to speak ill of the son in front of a father, let alone at the son’s wedding.“I'm sorry, Your Majesty. Did I behave rudely?”“For a girl participating in a noble banquet for the first time, you behaved very well. I thought you were just rejecting me because you didn't want to be my partner, but now it seems there's also a dislike for my son.”Laurel swallowed and tried to keep calm. He didn’t know she was Laura. She’d done nothing to make him think so. He’d never even met Laura, yet she had to think of something to keep his probing eyes away from the truth.“… They tried to take my dress,” she said. “And ruined it.” Adolph was silent for a moment.“Do you feel that I am responsible for his arrogance and insolence? I have been away for
Laurel left the wedding disappointed, but not surprised. Instead, she was full of fury and barely kept her pace and stride as dignified as possible, but when her door closed behind her, she screamed in anger.She should have never accepted Adolph's invitation. If she wanted to repay his favor, she could have chosen to do something else! She’d fallen for his charm and rhetoric.“Never again,” she hissed and flopped on the couch in her suite.She wanted to be just angry, but her mind turned towards Sam and Sarah and she smiled. It hadn’t been great for her, but with any luck, Sam and Sarah were out celebrating with the rest of the city and becoming closer.The next day Sarah returned in a better mood than Laurel had ever seen her. She hummed a song as she straightened things up and practically skipped around the room.“Good Morning,” Laurel greeted, lounging on her couch. “You seem… happy?”“Oh, I had the greatest time!” Sarah said with a little spin as set out breakfast on the table an
Laurel wasn't the only one who was disappointed with how the wedding turned out. Delia was too, and it was all Laurel’s fault. She seethed at the thought of the strange girl in red, on the king’s arm, who had stolen everyone’s attention. She was supposed to be the most woman at the celebration. She was the bride, the prince’s wife! Everyone should have been overjoyed to bestow their blessings upon her and lavish her with attention. Sure, Laurel was younger and more beautiful, and the fact that she was on the king’s arm had certainly added to her allure, but it was Delia’s wedding day! No bride should be upstaged on her wedding day.When she arrived at the castle months ago, she had been enchanted by the luxury of the aristocratic life. The food was great; the dresses were beautiful, and all things she had never dreamed of owning were in her grasp. She figured out quickly that she would have all the luxury she wanted and all the power she needed to enjoy it so long as she became luna