An action romance.
Diana, the princess of Christoria, was abducted by her father's enemy, King Sebastian, when she was just five years old. Raised in the dark and soulless kingdom of Rolleto, she eventually uncovers Sebastian's sinister plan to dest...
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The grand hall, once adorned with brown walls and plain wooden floors, has undergone a remarkable transformation, now exuding an air of elegance with its gold and maroon wallpapers.
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Tables for five have been meticulously set with neatly arranged cutlery, complementing the soft background music playing.
Sebastian and Thompson are ushered to a large table intended for fifteen people, surrounded by esteemed elders and high officials.
Meanwhile, I stand at the door feeling out of place. "What are you doing here?"Ruth playfully nudges me, insisting I join the table with Sir.
"No way!" I say a bit too loudly because a few people turn to look at us. I curtsy and wave in apology.
"Sir wants you there, now more"
"I'm not an official. Sir would just damn me off" I remain rooted to my spot.
However, Ruth's firm nudge pushes me towards their direction. Fearing Sir's possible disdain, I drag myself and timidly approach the table, earning curious glances from the officials.
The only vacant seat is positioned between Thompson and Mr. Andrews, the special adviser. Anxious, I mustered the courage to ask Sebastian for permission to sit, "May I sit, Sir "
He nods, allowing me to join the gathering. I avoid eye contact as I take my seat.
Thompson, visibly skeptical, turns towards me. I turn my attention to pulling at the hems of my dress.
After studying my features for a moment, he looks to his father "who is she?"
"She's the Rolleto girl" Sebastian smirks at his son "you remember she's been here since the attack "
"Oh, she looks quite... awful". My frown deepens.
"What's your name?' he inquires
I introduce myself as Diana
He remains expressionless "not too bad."
A bit embarrassed, I retreat into myself as they exchange some lighthearted banter about my appearance, which stings, knowing that their expectations have shaped my looks since my arrival.
