Entangled Synonym Novels & Stories

A slender figure enters his room and walks towards him. "Ann" The Prince looks at the woman. Ann Meyer is his betrothed and the future queen of Wales. Their marriage was arranged by the Prince's father, the current king and by the maiden’s father, Baron Mayer as they were good friends. The two were also considered as childhood sweethearts as the both of them were attracted to each other since they were kids. Prince Alex were Ann's knight and shining armor and Ann's was the First Prince's precious treasure. Her smile faded as she noticed that the Prince has a bored look on his face as if waiting for someone but someone wasn’t her. Noticing it, the first Prince quickly gives Ann a smile.

But curiosity and a tiny, stubborn part of me that had learned to survive by knowing the smallest details of other people wouldn’t let me. It wasn’t a note, not in the sentimental sense. It was a ledger: neat columns, numbers, names. “INVESTORS,” stamped in bold across the top. Beside each name was a number. Beside my name: Ember Leighton, or at least the false name Aaron’s men had pinned to me a figure I could not translate into anything but a price. My stomach dropped like I’d been thrown down the stairs.

Apparently even he had gone missing. Something was scorching his insides and his depraved mind was already imagining the worst of things. His brain dared to make him think if the two were together. “No...no. it can't be possible.” He suddenly remembered their dance and how Azazel was making Rose comfortable with the dance.