It is not a secret that rulers live in a seclusive area. It is an area that was built since the ancient monarchical era of the country. There, a broken castle was still standing against the test of time and one mile from it is where the mansion of Duke Theodore was built. Duke Theodore is the duke of Obando, a state next to Consolacion, the state of Anthony's father. And standing before the enormous mansion made Sydnee felt powerless and small. It was already evening when they arrived and the maid informed Duke Theodore that Lady Geneva and Catarina had gone to Consolacion half an hour ago. The two was invited for a dinner in Duke of Consolacion's house. Sydnee wondered if Anthony also attended the said dinner. She knew little of the rulers' life so she just kept her mouth shut and silently roamed her eyes around the huge mansion. The luxury inside was a clear distinction of how the worlds of rulers and commoners were apart. It was not the kind of luxury her father had when they ha

A day passed by after the shocking revelation of Duke Theodore, but Sydnee was still skeptical and did not believe it fully. She wanted to ask Lady Geneva if it was true, or she might ask her foster mother, Dianna. But the problem with Dianna was the woman's madness, she might kill her on the spot before she could ask. Thinking about Dianna, Sydnee could help but to sigh. She had not received any news about her from the duke and after visiting the broken palace, the duke left because of some state matters that the king gave to him. So she was still thinking where Dianna had gone into. And whether her father was buried somewhere near her former house. The wall clock ticked by and Sydnee was still standing at the veranda of her room. It was daybreak. The sun rays brought warmth on the sorrounding. It was a perfect morning if not due to a lone car's arrival. She peeked from the railing and her eyes blinked when she saw a girl around seventeen to eighteen y

Sydnee was still in daze when she found herself standing outside of the mansion. After confirming the duke's words and upon knowing that she was a biological daughter, Lady Geneva heartlessly threw her out. The woman urged the maids to pick all her things out and to clean the  place she stayed inside the big house. Now, she did not know where to go. The sun was scorching and Sydnee felt beads of sweat starting to form in her forehead. She picked up the bag where her clothes were and she was thankful for the thoughtful maid who put all her things inside it. Then she started to walk to nowhere, without realizing that she was walking to the direction of the marketplace. It might be her luck that pushed her, but a few hours walking under the heat of the sun, she saw the bustling marketplace. Sydnee's cracked lips curved into a big smile and her vision blurred. At last, she might find an inn to hide from the sun. She was wearing the brand new unifo

Loud footsteps echoed in the whole house. It only stopped when the old woman was standing in front of the painting. Madam Kris' brows were furrowed as she looked at the poor thing. Then she looked at the corner, where a young boy was standing. The boy had a blonde hair with blue eyes. Sydnee was surprised to see his features. Those features were of royal blood. She remembered some time ago, a news in the television that featured the coronation of Prince Edrick as the Crown  Prince. He has a blonde hair and blue eyes, traits that were seen in western countries. It was justified because the current queen has the same traits, but some folks believe that the current crown prince was a fake one. Seeing someone with the same royal traits, Sydnee could not help but to swallow hard. She had a bad premonition of what would happen to the poor kid if the king knew of it. "Hector," Madam Kris called the boy. "You can't play saucer inside the mansion. You almost hit

The day that she officially entered the Duke's household as an adopted daughter, there was no celebration at all. It was only a dinner and only she and the Duke were present. Lady Geneva and Catarina had gone outside to eat. Not that Sydnee mind it, but she was uncomfortable when the maids standing at the side kept on staring at her. The butler standing behind the Duke cleared his throat. "Congratulations to you, my Lady. You are a Mondragon and no one should look down on you."Sydnee raised her head and stared at the butler. He was looking at the floor and slightly bowing his head on her. Sydnee gulped. She did not expect the butler to show his respect on her, specially when he threatened her when they went to the ruins. "Uh..." she sighed quietly. Suddenly, the Duke put his utensils down and gestured to the butler. One minute and there was no one around the dining room except for her, the Duke , and the butler. The Duke looked at her and spoke, "When they look down on you, they a