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A bloody Christmas had just started. The Kitchen Karmina was busy making organic cookies and biscuits for babies that would last for a month. She had heard that Violet would visit after her mission and wanted to make cookies for Kal, who loved to eat. Instead of sugar, she used honey. "How is it?" Karmina asked Henry as he tasted one. "It melts in my mouth, dear. Perfect for babies." "I will also give some to the Princess," she said. "Princess who?" Henry asked, taking another piece.

"Please, eat it, ma'am. I know you like sweet things, so I made it extra sweet for you, ma'am." He turned to her, "I will get you a cup of coffee in the relaxation center." He bowed to her and left. Claire went to where he dropped the bag and opened it. She brought out a paper box from the paper bag and opened it to behold some cookies. They were different from the type he baked last night. These had shapes of moons, stars, diamonds, and everything was neatly decorated, telling of how gently Finn must have decorated them. Claire took a piece and with her butt resting on her table, she took a bite from it. It was sweet like Finn had said, and she suddenly found herself smiling with each bite

Harry said. "If I came too late that time, I'm sure you two will get to be imprisoned without a proper investigation." "But still you came. So no worries." She smiles sheepishly. "This is a small celebration too for the three of us." "Why?" Jeff furrowed his brows. "Because we are together now. Harry, as my brainless assistant..." Harry swallowed hard as she addressed him. She put some shrimps on his plate. "But very caring and obedient." She smiled at him. "And for you, Mr. Jeff Carlton A.K.A Jeffrey Court..." She put some grilled meat on his plate. "As my very arrogant and cold-hearted bodyguard."

Entering the large clearing used for group training, Morrigan finds that she’s one of the first ones there, and the most awake. Everyone appears to be asleep on their feet, except for the Royal Guard, of course. They look less intimidating now without their uniforms, instead taking on casual t-shirts and pants. Morrigan notices the two guards she had listened to the day before standing side by side, clearly mind-linking each other.

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.

I ask, stopping the sprites from doing their shared brain speak. “Lady Princess Lily?” They ask, confused by my question. “Yes. I’ve always been Lady Guardian Lily.” “That was before you and our Prince accepted each other as mates. Now, you are our Princess.” “Oh.” I say, overwhelmed. I hadn’t expected to be considered a Princess until we completed the mate bond, or at least until Aolis returned to Araphyra. “And, of course, you’re already showing that you’ll make a fine Princess.” Buppig says.

It was me, myself and I. “I am Princess Zisealer of the dragon people and I have recently mated with royal beta Brum.” Look at me trying to cling onto the little title I had, reminding me of what I had lost— a home, family and I felt as if I had lost my dignity too. “We are pleased to have you Princess Zisealer, where is beta Brum?” The king asked, my heart drumming harder, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. It took everything in me not to shake so bad.

But guarding it was a shadowy figure, its eyes piercing through the gloom, locking onto us. "Welcome," it intoned, its voice echoing around the chamber. "You've come far, but the final test awaits. Prove your worth, and the relic is yours." Alex whispered to us, "We have to work together and combine our strengths. Only together can we overcome this last guardian." Determined to see our quest to its end, we prepared for the final confrontation, knowing that our fate, and perhaps the fate of all, hung in the balance. The guardian, composed of shadows and wisps of darkness, stood tall and imposing. It had the form of a massive wolf, its eyes a vibrant, otherworldly blue.

I had almost given up when the favourable reply came, "one extra breakfast coming up." It sounded like a joke until she produced a replica of the plates I had been carrying earlier. My heart leaped at seeing them. "Thank you. You're a lifesaver," I said and I realised that I didn't even know her name, the omega that had been helping me out. We could have been good friends if the circumstances were different. Just before I left the kitchen, I overheard words that maybe I should not have. "I hear the prince's wife is as beautiful as they come." I instantly knew who they were referring to and I remembered, at the same time, where I had seen the girl from earlier. She was the same girl that Xavi

These are dark chocolate cookies with macadamia nuts. I blinked. What the hell? She's even stranger than she was on the first day.