In a world where the living and undead do not mingle, the lord of the underworld decides to take a human princess as his bride.
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In the precarious balance between the realms of the living and the dead, Prince Z...
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"Lady Skye" someone called gently tapping her and she smiled and moved in her sleep.
"Lady Skye" the person called again.
Skye turned. Eyelids fluttering rapidly before they opened, she looked up to find her maid Helen standing over her.
"I believe your father wishes to travel to Kristanlia" Helen informed which washes off the sleep from her eyes and made her jump out of bed and began rushing to the door.
"My Lady!" Helen called after her but Skye was already out of the room and she marched down to the throne room.
"My lady?" The guards at the front of the throne room asked and she could see one of them turn red.
Why did he look so flushed?
"Move" She commanded
"My deepest apologies your highness but there is a meeting going on ...."
Skye cut him off by coming closer and he turned red just like the other guard.
"Move" she warned more sternly and the two guards looked at each other before they moved out of the way.
She pushed the great mahogany doors open and walked in.
"Father!!" She shouted and everyone present turned to look at her. The General, commanding officer, sorcerer and all the authorities were in the room and of course her father the king.
Everyone stared at her with a look of shock etched on their faces and she turned to her father who had a profound frown on his face.
"Go to your room" her father ordered
"No, You will not go to Kristanlia!" She said defiantly.
"Skye!!!" Her father shouted slamming his fist unto the table and for some reason, she flinched.
"I was not asking you and as your king I command you, go to your room!" he shouted the vein on his neck looking like it was going to pop out.
Evidently, he was angry and it was written on his face.
She scanned the room, taking in the expressions of everyone in the room, she noticed some people turning red.
Confused, she finally looked down at herself; she was only in her undergarment and her robe was loose. With widened eyes, she quickly knotted it together and ran out of the room.
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She heard a knock on her door and she already knew who it was.
"Come in Father" She said and the king emerged in the room she stared at her feet, she knew he was disappointed in her.
"I am sorry Father I was not aware of the garments I had on" she apologized.
"Do you know how many men were present?" He sighed coming to sit beside her on the bed.
She shook her head feeling embarrassed.
"All the councilmen and if care is not taken the whole kingdom will hear of it" He said.
"No Father, please they must not tell of what they saw" She pleaded looking agonised.
"I have ensured it will not be heard outside of that room" he assured her and she nodded seeming relaxed.
"I am travelling to Kristanlia as you must have heard" He said and she frowned.
"Don't Father it is one of the most dangerous kingdoms" She warned and he smiled.
"I know that child but as you know we are lacking resources and trading with one of the deadliest kingdoms will not only make our kingdom known but all the other kingdoms planning to go to war with us will reconsider not to mention Kristanlia is rich in resources" her father explained.
"Still Father, it is very dangerous" she pleaded.
She had heard rumours about the Prince of Kristanlia.
"I am aware but I assure you, I will return in one piece" He said with a smile.
"Then I must come with you" She declared and her father looked at her shocked.
"You shall do no such thing" He replied sternly.
"Then I won't let you go" She retorted.
"You know how dangerous this is Skye" He reminded her.
"I do father and since I am the heir to the throne I need to be out more, learn more about politics and the trades and also more about the surrounding kingdoms" She said.
"Some other time Skye, not to this kingdom" He pleaded with her.
"To this kingdom, I must and you shall not go without me and if I shall not then you shall not go at all" she said ready for an argument, she had always been stubborn.
The king sighed.
She did have a point after he was gone she would become Queen and would have to look after the affairs of the kingdom and if she was not able to, the baton would be passed on to another family.
"Very well you shall come but do not speak unless you are expected to and you must stay with us at all times.
"Yes, my king" She smiled and he returned it. Messing up her hair like he did when she was a child.
