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Things would turn ugly, and the disaster would happen again like a cycle. "I am not lost," Aesthelia said, retorting. Aesthelia Rasc is an offspring of Telia, an empirial princess. Aesthelia was lost in her thoughts when the old woman said something again. "It wasn't the human princess," the old woman said, as she added, "The vampire's long-lost princess." "What do you mean? A vampire can't last long in the shield, "Aesthelia said in disbelief." She couldn't believe the old woman's voice.

"But it can't be. I know now. I can't pretend everything is normal. I can't forget what I saw. We can't go back to how it was. Especially not if the bond you talk about is real." "Give me a chance, Katerina," I pleaded gently, taking her hand in mine. She didn't jerk away from my touch or pull her hand out of my grasp. I took that as a win. "I'm the same man you have been dating for the past couple of months. It doesn't have to be that different." "You belong to a different world, Dimitri. I can never be a part of it." "You are my erasthai, Katerina. You were made to be a part of it," I said softly yet firmly. "You were made to be the Princess of the Soare Luna Kingdom."

Unfortunately, her decision turned out to be a costly one because the next second, the bedsheets were unceremoniously ripped off her and the personal MAID began pulling the struggling princess over until they both crashed on the floor, giggling like little kids. Natalia and Elva had been best friends since the latter was appointed her personal aide three years ago to assist the royal nanny when the princess turned 15. And since then, they had grown inseparable! Of course, they act 'Royal and maid' in the presence of others but behind closed doors?.... They play crazy! Pardon our manners, she is Natalia Alexis Santiana. Princess of Empire Astheria and soon to be Empress when her grandmother,

Dear Kharl Axiel, The daughter of monsters, the child of the crown, the heavenly princess born into the home of the subjects so that I may get a chance to know her. Princess Kharl, the only soulmate that the maker made for his always lost son, Marcelo Depinn.

But Elara tasted the poison beneath every smile. She swept into the hall beside her parents, Kael just behind, her gown of deep green catching the candlelight. Nobles bowed their heads, though their eyes followed her like hawks. Already the whispers had begun: The princess and the Ironfang heir. A match written by politics… or by fate. Her stomach twisted.

She whispers, her voice filled with happiness. “Well, your happiness means everything to me, Princess. So what ever you want, just ask me.” I declare, wondering if her feelings for me were shifting in my favour, Jonathan fucked up when he cheated on Jessica. He could have had the perfect wife if he kept it in his pants. Now, I will make sure my Princess knows she can have anything she wants as long as she is with me. I will let her enjoy her days as a carefree wife sooner or later and let her have as many kids as she wants. “Thank you, Uncle Hunter.” Her voice cracks, and I know she is trying not to cry. My heart twists, and I wish I were there, holding her, kissing her tears away.

*Elentari POV* I woke up the next day, happy the color was still in my hair. I curled it as best I could overnight while sleeping in curlers. I went to my closet and was happy to see more clothes. There was an extremely cute knee-length black lace dress with a built-in corset. A matching lace choker was on the hanger as well. I paired them with my knee-high heeled boots and smiled. I used a spell to create a magnificent curly updo with braids and smiled at myself. I felt like a princess today. I had come to accept my curves in the last few days and smiled, looking at myself from every direction in the mirror. This was my last day as a normal person. After today, I will be the Princess of Fae

“Send me the address Nate and whatever you do, don't you dare die!” “I’m… I’m at a place called La Maison, it’s a private casino, and I owe money to some people, Liv. Serious money. The kind of people you don’t mess with. They’ve been calling me nonstop, and if I don’t pay up in twenty minutes, I’m done for. It’s not like I had a choice, alright? It just… spiraled out of control and they are…Oh God, they are going to go for Aunty Clara next.”

Elena took out a thick envelope from her designer bag. The man took the envelope and smiled. "Good girl. You'll be the Queen of Sicily." "What..." Alexander staggered back as if punched in the gut. "No... that's not Elena... that's a fake!" The crowd below was in an uproar. Elena’s mother stopped crying, her mouth agape. Marco stood frozen, shaking his head. "Lies! This is all manipulated!" Marco screamed. But the memory continued. The scene shifted to the night of the murder.

I entered the glasshouse and walked towards the direction the servants indicated… I secretly spread a few spider familiars as well as some volatile familiars in case the princess tries to do something funny… just in case… I am definitely not planning anything… It would be so lame to try the same trick again, right? People were already seated around the table with Pricilla at the head leading the conversation… gentle and cute that’s what you would say if you see her from here… But you cannot fool my Eyes princess… I approached with a fan hiding half of my face and made my entrance

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