Chapter ElevenAlaric's povThere wasn't any other strange eye contact between the servant and Emily but that didn't stop me from thinking about it. I was very skeptical and cautious about the happenings in the palace ever since I got back, I got this strange feeling that something was going to happen or something was wrong, either one, it was just my own opinion.Emily excused herself, mentioning something about completing said duties we had talked about earlier, and also wanted to meet her father who was in the throne room and was said to have a meeting. The servant boy informed me about this as he led me towards my mother's garden where she normally had her morning tea.“Good morning Mother,” I greeted her before sighing and sitting beside her, she was having her morning tea in the gardens, and her entourage stood outside the arbor, it was morning so the sun didn't really bother them, not like my mother cared anyway.She might have been having tea, but it looked like she had prepar

Chapter thirteen.Diana's povAfter finally escaping the prince, there was the impending fear at the back of my mind that I was going to be dragged back to the cells again.When I finally arrived at the servant's quarters, there wasn't anyone there which meant that they were all still working, maybe I could go ahead and complete mine before Miss Beatrice found out about it.I grabbed my necessary tools from the kitchen and then proceeded to the east wing. I knew the prince was somewhere in the west wing so I was safe from bumping into him while I worked.My mind drifted back to the room in the west wing, these questions plagued me and I wanted answers but I didn't know where to get them from, who would know about that anyway, I wondered.I tried to piece together the scattered images in my mind and tried to make sense of it, whether or not it was important or it was real. I mean the king seems to have probably believed what he had seen, so maybe mine were real.Were they like Astro pr

Chapter fifteen.Diana's povAfter I had calmed myself down, I was ready to get down to the reason I was here which Martha had reminded me of, I wiped all traces of tears from my face once more.“You said Cedric died, who was he and how did he die?” I questioned, my voice sounded weak to my ears. I adjusted my position properly.She offered a tight-lipped smile, “He was a priest for the kings and was also killed by the king himself. This happened about twenty years ago. I can remember this because it was the same night that I had lost my family as well as my ability to walk again.”“So you knew the reason why he died?” She glanced between a section of the wall to me, “The night after I had informed the king about the birth of his son, I overheard their conversation, something about a prophecy and how Cedric was more scared of it than the king himself, right before my very eyes, the king snapped his neck out of irritation and being disrespected."The king was even more ruthless than I

Chapter seventeen.Diana's povMerilyn cast me a sideways glance, it had become a common thing for her ever since the night I was rejected.The pain in my chest increased, knowing that your other half whom the moon goddess had destined for you was planning his wedding with someone else.I feigned ignorance so Merilyn wouldn't think I was hurt or anything, but deep down my heart was crying, I cleared my throat and dragged her by the arm before she could say anything else, “Let's go before we are late.” Luckily she got the cue as she didn't bring it up until we had reached the yard where Miss Beatrice was today, assigning tasks usually occurred in the servants’ quarters or wherever she wanted to have them.We went through the normal motion until it was my turn, “Diana, you'd be assigned to the princess's bedroom today,” and then she moved on.Another sorry look from Merilyn would send me over the edge, this time around I was serving the princess, every servant hated the royal family, b

Chapter Nineteen Diana's povI had just put away my trolley and was making my way back to my room, still feeling pained and insulted. Why do they always have to berate us for nothing? Emily made me feel like I was nothing, that my existence was a joke, every lycan did. Then there was Prince Alaric. Every time I saw him, I always felt a burning sensation in my heart that wouldn't stop until I was as far away from him as possible.He stood there with his arms around her, that would have been me in a different universe if the world was actually fair, I couldn't stand there and watch any longer, also knowing that they were already planning their wedding.I sniffled a bit, why am I even crying? It's not like I ever had a chance with him in the first place, I've heard stories of mates but I've heard more of rejected ones, they feel the pain until they can control it and get over it, I didn't know how I was going to accomplish that.The most painful part, I had to encounter him every day w