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She carried several leather-bound books, her arms wrapped around them protectively as she approached my desk. "Little luna," I greeted her, rising to take the books from her. Their weight surprised me—she must have been carrying them for some distance. "Did you enjoy the library?" "It was incredible," she replied, her eyes brightening. "I've never seen so many books in one place. The royal librarian was extremely helpful once she got over her shock that the new Queen wanted access to legal texts instead of romances." I set the books on my desk, noting the ancient spines with titles referencing pack law and royal decrees. "You found what you were looking for, I see."

Fulfilling that notion he’s had of us dating. We’re well beyond dating, of course. We’re having a baby. But aside from us sleeping together when our crossroads intersect, the fact that I’m becoming familiar with his closest people, and he’s learned all about my past and my present—as well as my future desires—and we’ve developed a comfortable ying-yang scenario… We haven’t actually been out on real dates. For a moment, I get stuck on what that would involve, honestly. Do royals go to the movies with the masses? Or do they rent out a theatre for a “private” viewing? (Obviously, private is a relative term because security detail would be on-hand.)

Now all Akana wanted was for him to close it. "I wear the royal title Rial Cariad. Royal consort. This makes me royal. I thought priests of Aevitism learn some general knowledge? Or are you trying to say that Eitir doesn't have the status required to have royalty?" The silence laid thick in the room, and as no one had anything to utter, Akana continued.

The royalties of the kingdoms of Aseana also immediately mourned with all their servants. All the royalties are still in the room when the Queen Mother left. She goes to her Palace and go to the Secret Garden. She saw that the Secret Garden was full of Gardenia Plants. She picked as many as she can and brought it to my room. "This was my grandchild's favorite flower." She said as she placed it near me. Prince Raphael cried harder when he saw the flowers. He gets three and placed them in my chest. Accidentally, nectar of the Gardenia Flower fell in my lips when he lifted the vase near my head. He kissed me and whispered, "Hon I love you so much. I don't know how to face each day without you.

“I promise.” For a moment, their glares softened—just a flicker, a flash of reluctant admiration—before the walls went back up. The parents laughed and toasted again, oblivious to the private war brewing at their table. In that shimmering, golden hall—beneath the chandeliers and the weight of royal tradition—the seeds of a chaotic romance were sown. Neither Carl nor Ariel planned to lose. And somewhere deep down—though neither would admit it yet—a tiny spark of excitement flickered beneath their irritation.

I admit. I do not really spend much of my time watching the Court's fashions. I have spent the last few years just trying to survive.The last couple of months has really been even more intense when it comes to my focus on other subjects. I have been so focused on coming up with a plan to steal the crown. "Red is considerend a royal color to some and a demonic color to others. What reason could you have to like the color red? Are you royal or are you a demonic worshiper?" One of the knights say to me.

“See you soon, Your Majesty “She sneered and left with the others. “Cathe…. “ “I will be fine”I interrupted Her Highness assuring her. “Maybe it is not bad at least I will be the Queen ''I muttered trying to convince myself. Preparation for the wedding and Coronation is going on. Prince Edward separated me and Reena. He also assigned new maids to me, I know their job is to keep an eye on me. It's not like I care though, I gave up a long time ago. “Milady it time for your fitting ''The Royal seamstress came back for the fourth time this week.