As the seconds ticked by, the weight of unspoken words and unanswered questions became palpable. The air seemed to vibrate with our unexpressed emotions, creating a stifling environment that begged for release. It was a moment frozen in time, a tableau of emotional turmoil that demanded resolution."I am not okay, Daliah. I am angrier than I seem, and I do not want to continue this argument with you. So, no, not now. Get out of my way of your own accord," Liam says, his voice laced with a hint of restrained fury."Then do it, Liam," I whisper, my voice trembling with a mix of frustration and sadness. The tears start to fall, tracing silent paths down my cheeks. "Get me out of your way and leave the room. Leave me alone, crying for you. Go wherever you spend your nights and let me sleep alone again."The room feels heavy with unspoken words and the unrelenting tension between us. Every word is a struggle, each tear a silent plea for understanding. I watch Liam, waiting for a response

As we discussed plans, Daniel appeared at the end of the corridor and approached us. The respect in Allan's greeting and Daniel's acknowledgment of both Allan and me showcased the delicate dynamics within the castle."I'll talk to the king about your idea, Queen," Allan informed me before taking his leave with a wave."Thank you," I called after him, realizing the weight of decisions was shared.Alone, I stood before the dining room door, my meeting with Vallen for afternoon tea on the horizon."I have not seen you today," Daniel observed."Busy day. The life of a queen is more demanding than you can imagine," I replied."Perhaps easier than a beta's life," he said, offering a friendly smile."Sure," I smiled back, starting to walk away, when Daniel called my name:"Daliah!"I turned to Daniel, a tinge of tension in the air. Hidden conversations with Daniel were the last thing I wanted, especially after the morning's episode of jealousy."Yes?" I replied hesitantly, bracing myself for

Liam led me further into the cascade, navigating the uneven rocks beneath the water's surface with a practiced ease. The water, once chilling, began to feel invigorating against my skin as we ventured deeper into the heart of the waterfall.In the concealed alcove behind the curtain of falling water, the world outside seemed distant, replaced by the soothing symphony of cascading liquid. The air was thick with the refreshing scent of damp moss and the purity of nature.Liam gently lowered me. As the water enveloped me, I felt a delicate blend of exhilaration and tranquility. The cascade's constant murmur created a serene background melody to our shared moment.The water embraced us, wrapping us in its liquid veil as we reveled in the clandestine beauty of our sanctuary.Liam stood firm beneath the cascading water, the powerful stream drumming down on his body. Moving toward him, I felt the force of the splashing droplets, the cold mist enveloping us like a clandestine cocoon.From be

As the carriage rolled to a stop in front of the castle, I stirred from my slumber. Descending from the carriage, the atmosphere was thick with an unspoken tension between Daniel and me. Despite the discomfort, we maintained a facade of normalcy, silently acknowledging the strained nature of our relationship.As we crossed the threshold into the castle, Daniel lingered at my side. The weight of the unsaid hung in the air, and yet, we chose the path of pretense. It was as if we were dancing around the palpable strangeness that had woven itself into our interactions.Daniel's footsteps diverged toward the corridor leading to the north wing, distancing himself from the impending communal dinner. Seeking to bridge the gap, I ventured a question. "Aren't you joining for dinner?"His response was curt. "No. I am not hungry," he declared, his eyes avoiding mine.Turning away, I headed towards the dining room, attempting to normalize the situation. However, Daniel's voice cut through the sil

The field of dandelions gradually came into view, a sea of delicate white tufts dancing in the gentle breeze. Daniel dismounted, gesturing towards the field and inviting me to join him amidst the enchanting blooms."Step into the heart of the meadow," Daniel urged, his eyes reflecting the magic that awaited us.The sun played hide-and-seek through the leaves of the surrounding trees, casting playful patterns on the ground. "Here we are, amidst the whispers of nature," Daniel said, his voice hushed in reverence. As we stood in the midst of the dandelion field, Daniel and I exchanged glances that spoke volumes—shared experiences and unspoken understanding. The simplicity of the scene belied the complexity of emotions swirling within."You told me not to get my hopes up," I accused. "And it is just beautiful.""I am as surprised as you are. It wasn't as pretty when I last came a few months ago."The air was alive with the ethereal fluff of dandelion seeds, carried by the wind like tiny