Romans & histoires From Substitute To Queen

,"What? I was just ask to deliver the gowns. Now I am ask to stand in for the absentee bride?" "I'm Sorry MIss?" "Alina Jones." too bad she fall on the bait of telling her name. " Please Miss Alina Jones It would just be for a while, We will make it worth your while." So she obliged took step after step to the altar. Just like a lamb who was lead to the slaughter.

What was so special about Helena that the king was so blinded? Laurel hesitated before suggesting cautiously, "Your Majesty, it seems the queen is no longer capable of challenging Helena." Dina appeared thoughtful. Relying on the queen wouldn't work; Helena was untouchable. It was time to support someone else. - Late at night at Zen Palace, Jane received a message from Wallace through a carrier pigeon. 'The turtle is in the net; the bait has been set.' 'Turtle' was a slang term for 'king,' referring to George.

And she placed hers in his, "Eva." "A beautiful name, and why am I not surprised?" he raised her knuckles and kissed it, albeit still peering at her face. Salvatore felt himself cringe, which became irritation quickly when he saw her glancing at him with a raised brow and upturned lips, and he darted his eyes to the wall immediately. She laughed, "That's very nice of you, but I kinda know that already," Victor mumbled, "I'll be shocked if you don't," he gave a lopsided smile, "Just amazed there's no crown on your head, Queen."

"A contract? You’re selling me off? Why not Laurence? He’s the 'golden son' you’re always bragging about." My father finally looked up, his gaze icy. "This marriage was originally meant for Laurence. But Laurence is stuck in London. The Montefalcos won't wait. So, you are going to be his substitute. You will marry the girl and play the part for one year until your brother is ready to take over." My jaw tightened. A substitute? I was being used as a placeholder for my own brother. The insult stung more than the marriage itself. "And who is the lucky girl?" I asked, my voice dripping with venom. "Is it Aria? That mousy girl who followed me around like a lost puppy in freshman year?"

But as they touched me, as they smiled, all I could see was Eleanor’s cold, ledger-soul eyes watching me from across the room. She wasn’t welcoming me home, she was measuring the damage. And I had just been crowned queen in her stolen kingdom.

I get up from the bed and walk into the bathroom to get myself together and get ready to start my day, once I’m done, I head straight to my office not wanting to keep them waiting for too long, I’ll have breakfast after. (( Yes Elders how can I help you )) after sitting in my seat was when I realized that there were two others present, Alpha Utan and his Beta Jim but before I could enquire about their presence one of the Elders spoke ** well Sire, we understand the circumstances with the Queen are quite dire and all but we are here to suggest that you fill the Queens seat u- ** {{ WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME ELDER?! }} ** w-wait a minute sire, just hear us out okay, please, it’s just that th

“You want to know what I don’t understand?” Indigo said as he peeled a grumpacker in the seat across from me. Turning my gaze from the window of the carriage I’d been staring out to watch the Far Shore landscape pass by, I lifted my brows in amusement as he kicked back lazily on his cushion and hiked his boots up onto the padded bench next to me. “What’s that?” I asked. “Why…” he wondered, “is a woman who marries a king labeled a queen, but a man who marries a queen a mere prince?”

“If you want a queen, you have one.” Hearts hitched. Knees debated. “But here’s what a queen is here. I cook. I cut. I bury. I bleed. I don’t mint oaths I keep promises. I don’t own your throats or hold your knees. If I say kneel, say no. If I ask and you say yes, make it expensive.” Laughter wet, unbelieving, new. “If I fail, don’t write it in a book. Come to my door with bread or blades.

She connected our hands again. "Athena, repeat after me. I Athena Bloodstone, accept my title and role as your QQueen," She instructed. "I, Athena Bloodstone, accept my title and role as your Queen," I said, the energy growing around us. She turned to Erik. "Repeat after me, I Erik Bloodstone, accept my title and role as your King." She instructed. He nodded and repeated after her.

Her dark hair was braided like the rest of the maid, but her face was already rumpled with crease of hardship. The Queen looked at the new worker from head to toe. She then spoke, “Oh, the replacement. I see. What is your name?” “Catherine Slywood, my Queen, people often call me Kate,” the woman replied respectfully. ‘Aren’t you too old for that name?’ Zita wanted to say, but held her lips. The Queen nodded, “Okay, Kate, Margret will show you around and how we do things here. I will get back to you as soon as I can..”