บททั้งหมดของ Will Bear the Moon: บทที่ 141 - บทที่ 150

Hidi sat in her fluffy dress, trying to stay interested as Queen Belinda kept talking. But it was proving quite the task as it seemed to be non-stop. Queen Belinda had been at Hidi's ears all morning. She seemed to never run out of something to say.But it wasn’t anything of importance, of course. Just things about the weather or the tea. Or she would rain down compliments for Hidi about her dress or hair. And in between the compliments, the topic of marriage would pop up. Queen Belinda would bring it up casually—just a mere mention of a wedding in spring. Or grandchildren with blond hair. And then, she would change the topic back to the party. But it wouldn't be long before she'd mentioned it again.As Hidi listened, she barely hid her amused smile.It’s a bit forward. Hidi thought. But not enough to overstep herself. If anything, Hidi wished Belinda could get to the point.It's not like I would shoot it down. Hidi knew. As Hidi found she had begun to like the queen, she would be m

“Good Morning King Alexander, Queen Belinda.” Ana shifted uncomfortably in her seat. “Thank you for inviting me.” King Alexander lessened his smile at the cold greeting, but it did not affect Belinda. She continued as if all was normal. On the outside, at least.“So glad you could come.” Belinda took some tea. “I wasn’t sure you were going to make it. Since I heard no word from you.”Ana felt her spine straighten at the insinuation. I received the letter so late. Ana knew it would take a week to have a response. By then, the party would have started. She would have shown up late anyways.But still, Ana felt guilty.“I…my invitation arrived late.” Ana looked down at her feet. “I apologize. I came as quickly as I could.”Quietly, Ana darted her eyes to find her Father. He was looking straight at her.He won’t do anything in front of the party, will he? Not with so many young and impressionable girls around. And at that, Ana made to take another look around the girls dressed in the

Ana found herself in a difficult situation. Her father being the most significant cause of her turmoil. But that was not the only issue. Ana was faced with a completely new problem.Ana was used to being the recipient of attention. In her court, she was the main attraction. She was Empress, though, so it made sense.But Nochten's attention was on rules. There was a silent way of reservation and decorum in her approach. If not out of custom, it was practiced out of respect.In Dawny, however, Ana faced an entirely different form of the spotlight. One that was more animated and full of compliments with conversations that ran together. Ana found herself in a drift in the center of a crowd. The sea of excited girls was moving and swaying in their puffy dresses. Some even bounced off the others, thanks to their hoop skirts. But they didn’t seem to falter as they returned to pushing closer.Ana couldn’t help but feel the sensation similar to a mouse cornered by cats.I’m not sure I like t

Why is he taking us here? Ana thought, seeing the hedge maze ahead. They were moving further and further away from the lawn. The sounds of the party grew quieter as they moved.Ana quietly noted they were moving further away from everyone. And by that, having no risk of anyone overhearing them. But the realization made Ana's gut sink. As she did not believe this boded for good tidings. He plans to take me out of sight and berate me. Ana felt sure. If not, why else would he?It will be the best way he can do this without drawing attention. Ana knew. If anything, Ana could say it was a saving grace that he chose to be discreet. It meant no one else would have to feel the second-hand embarrassment- or ruin the party for the guests. This would just stay between them. He's taking this better than I expected. Ana was grateful, but still, she felt nervous. And her back stiffened as they walked through the maze entrance. This was bound to happen at some point. Ana told herself. She had t

Once the party was dismissed, Belinda stole away into her room. She needed to dress and make herself ready. For what, though, was the cause of her frustrations.“Julia!” Belinda screeched. The old woman appeared without a flinch. Instead, she seemed to expect the abuse. “Inform the servants to set up tables in the dance hall- but clean it first! I mean, sweep the floors, polish the statues, clean the mirrors-.” “Oh god.” Belinda groaned while thinking. There was just so much to do. And she felt frazzled. It’s all because of that bastard of a girl. Belinda blamed. This was her fault. Otherwise, her husband wouldn’t have been so stupid and rash as to make an announcement right in front of everyone like that. Yes, Belinda would now have her hands full because of her. She'd have to assemble a ball in a matter of hours. Something unheard of- such things take months to prepare.But here I am again, picking up after that foolish man.Belinda could already feel a headache start above her