𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐀 || men of the harem

"𝐒𝐄𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐓, 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋."

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Y/n Cordelia Dela Verdant.

Quite the name, isn't it?

She was what you would call, a deadly seductress.

A lady of the night, one who will show her fangs if needed.

From the extravagant family of the,

Monarchy of Green.

Unlike other royal families, the Dela Verdant were lethal, merciless killers who will show what hell truly is, they were the family who ruled over everyone and everything.

They were,

POWERFUL.

Seeing as they had more authority obviously.

The Dela Verdant family, after millennia of only having male children, finally received the blessing of a beautiful and wonderful baby girl.

Dear little Y/n.

She was the youngest out of the three.

So she was obviously doted on and loved by everyone.

She was currently sat on a chair, right beside the vast windows of her large room, reading a book, the only source of light being the few scented candles scattered in her room.

The moons delicate light had just turned the world a-flame with silver above her, sending a faint glow down on her.

She had a comely figure with an elegant and calm aura. Her curvilinear waist didn't surprise anyone as much as the pearly tint to her complexion.

She must be royalty, is what anyone would have thought upon glancing at her. Her sharp yet inviting eyes glowered slightly as she focused on her book.

Her languid eyelashes of velvet-black blinked once slowly, carefully turning the page, smiling slightly.

The maid standing beside her door suddenly came closer, Y/n's sharp forest green colored nails drawing small circles at the surface of her glass of her small table. Her hair was smooth and thick of the shade of charcoal and her enchanting black eyes were the cherry on top. Her cherry red lips positively drooled with goodness. Oh! Those sugar candy-sweet lips, her elegant personality, would have mesmerized anyone.

"My lady, it is time for the annual dinner, shall we?"

"Yes."

Her saccharine and elegant voice was like smooth butter.

She placed the book on the table beside her and stood up from her fauteuil chair and gracefully began walking towards the door.

Her lovely sage green gown fluttering behind her as her heels tapped through the marble floor.

She walked through the endless corridors of their giant castle as her maid silently lead her to the vast and giant dark green doors with black markings in it.

"I guess this is what I get for being born," she commented staring at the door opening with the speed of a snail "Oh for gods sake! Can you open this door any slower?!" she exclaimed.

The guards flinching at her voice as they hurried their moves.

"Gosh, dramatic much?" she asked the guards as she walked past them and sat down on her seat, her maid standing behind her silent and obedient.

"Must you be so unfriendly?" her oldest brother, Abir Rava Dela Verdant, voiced as he heard the doors close.

"Let her be Abir, she's merely stating facts here." her second oldest brother, Elliot Alistair Dela Verdant, chimed in with a chuckle.

She only rolled her eyes 'Men.' she thought with a grimace.

"So?" she asked with a deep inhale "Where's mommy and daddy?"

"Dead?" she questioned with a smile.

"Unfortunately not." replied Abir.

"Still breathing." added Elliot.

"Sad."

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