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Her wings looked like they would belong to a dragonfly. “Tanz, this is our new Duke, Sir Scott MaComb, and his two children, Scott and Stacey.” Then Belle turns to our daughter, her eyes beaming, “This is Princess Elentari Amia Tirisil.” She holds a finger to her lips, “But this is a secret no one can know until we announce her to the Kingdom as a whole. You will be the only one allowed to attend to them while they are in their quarters. Until she is announced you may refer to her as Miss Silk MaComb.” Her instructions were absolute.

It was as if she was throwing herself at him but she just couldn't help it, something pulled her to him every time she looked into his eyes. While still thinking, she heard rushing footsteps at the entrance. Looking at who it was, she saw Ellie and her friend, Amelia. Amelia being the youngest of the royal family has been Selena's friend since childhood, until she was made to go and study at college outside the kingdom. Seeing her again only kindled the light she thought had been extinguished. "Amelia!" She jumped on her to hug while the two friends squealed. "Selena! Oh, how I've missed you so much."

It wasn't as if she was that old or anything but she was pretty much older than both Ryan, Adrian and Michael and she was a lot more experienced than all of them. "Pardon in case I'm wrong but I think why you are maybe around your late 20s like, 28, 27. I apologize if I get selected to a but seeing how you are referring to Adrian and Ryan like the younger than you that should mean that you are older than both of them and since I'm not very sure how old is Adrian is, I'm just going to use Ryan's age as a reference," Amelia said and both Adrian and Camille chuckled lightly. "Well dear, I think it would interest you to know that you are actually pretty far off and I'm not in my 20s like you thi

Or maybe he's still busy to think about finding me. But I'm still his daughter. Didn't he even missed me in the last three months? Or it's just okay with him without me around? But what about Mom? Isn't she informed? I smiled wryly. I know the Harold's will break it with Mom. Maybe she's also busy to even care. I heaved a sigh. I am Siren Mendez. Everybody calls me princess. But this princess here they didn't know. Though I got almost everything I need, yet it's all empty and I'm still lonely.

Even with the times we'd spent together I was yet to know her age. She counted on her tiny fingers before giving me an answer. "I'll be ten during the next festival — iubilaeum of cessi. That's just two more months away. I'm planning on hosting a tea party for everyone in the pack." She squealed, eyes sparkling with excitement as she made known of her plans. Typical Amelia. Always full of life, and I wished for her to never change. "I guess my gregarious Amelia is growing up then," I said, pinching her cheeks gently. She blushed, shortly hiding her face in Rhea's neck as she laughed.

“It's alright. From now on, let her in. If I'm not here, take her to my lounge and give her what she needs.” “Yes sir. Please excuse me.” I nodded and she left. “Princess…” I pushed my chair back creating more space. “What a pleasant surprise,” I said when she was positioned on my lap. Amelia smiled, her face pinker than usual. “I want to have lunch with you today. You're free right?” “I can clear my schedule for you princess.” “Great, now…” “Hello?” Cressida called, sounding confused. Amelia snatched the phone from me and cut the call. I raised a brow at her behavior

I laugh a little Is she the one we have been waiting for” the lady beside Grace asked Yes she’s the one our princess” The lady was looking at me funny, I felt rather uncomfortable Amelia this is our childhood friend, Jasmine, jasmine this is Amelia Damien’s wife and the princess of this castle” I stretched out my hand to shake her out of curtsey “Hi it’s nice to meet you” still holding my hand she didn’t have the courtesy to say hi “I’m Damien’s family friend and ex girlfriend…sorry only girlfriend I’ve been abroad all this time but now I’m back” she looked at me the way my step mother looks at me “ugly”

“It’s a good thing he’s here with you instead of Amelia. That girl… she’s been acting like she’s living her best life. But trust me, I know it’s all a show.” I blinked at her, frowning. “What do you mean?” Amber smirked knowingly, pulling out her phone. “She’s been recently flaunting herself on her ‘not-so-private’ I*******m account. Posting every chance she gets. Look.” She handed me her phone, already opened to Amelia’s profile. I scrolled, and the more I did, the more my gaze hardened. Amelia was dressed in designer clothes, her smile wide as she sat in a five-star restaurant, a glass of wine raised delicately in her hand.

she squealed when Thane kept tickling her. She was right; Thane treated them like they were princesses he wanted to keep safe forever. I understood where he was coming from, but Tiffany was fifteen, he should cut her some slack. Amelia wouldn't understand now, being only six years old. Thane nudged our eldest daughter “See, your sister gets it.” he said smugly as he patted Amelia's dark hair. “Oh, come on, Tiff.” Timmy chimed in with fake exasperation. “He's not even that cute.”

This was the nervous energy of someone who knew they belonged but was still getting used to the feeling. "Mummy, how do I look?" Amelia's voice pulled me from my thoughts. I turned to see my daughter twirling in her soft pink dress, the tulle skirt floating around her like a cloud. She looked like something out of a fairy tale, her dark curls bouncing with each spin. "You look absolutely beautiful, sweetheart," I said, kneeling down to adjust the small tiara she'd insisted on wearing. "Like a real princess." "I know," she said matter-of-factly, striking another pose. "I practiced in front of the mirror for like, twenty minutes."