It was hatred at first sight.
What happens when instead of buying a dinzel slave, the queen of Bail kingdom buys a human as the prince's slave.
The prince hates humans and the petite, innocent and orphaned Marian has to put up with his nonsense.
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"Ninety-eight, the car is ready," a hoarse voice behind me reaches my ears.
"Thank you," I mutter, without looking away from the soft beams of the morning sun. My voice barely audible, but it didn't matter.
The gentle breeze plays a kind game with the dried leaves in the garden. Their game reminding me of something.
"I'll be there shortly." I continue.
I pick at the hem of my short red dress just before I rise to my feet, taking a good look at my favourite place in the castle one last time.
There's no extra time to waste I have to be out of here now.
I waste no time in walking down to the castle driveway. My shoes making no particular sound with the gravel as the black Mercedes comes into view.
"So this is goodbye?" An unmistakable voice calls out to me from behind and my heart feels so heavy I can't move.
Since everyone was so caught up with the ceremony, I was hoping to make it out of here without being noticed. Especially not by him.
I turn back and witness the most tormenting sight.
His plain white t-shirt does justice in hugging his muscular chest tightly and his clean grey joggers were a contrast to that.
I shouldn't be here, standing in front of him, taking in him like this. My air flow hangs somewhere between my trachea and the mere sight of his drained eyes is enough to make my eyes sting.
This is for the best.
I nod and hold my breath as I give an answer to the question he asked ages ago.
"And you-"
"Honey," Rachel interrupts running out of the castle and towards us, she is in a pink silk robe and her hair is all rolled up.
When she gets to me, she pulls me into her famous bear hug and I wrap my arms around her. "You won't change your mind?" she looks at me with glistening eyes, trying to persuade me.
I shake my head, unable to speak. He keeps his eyes on the ground as Rachel hugs me again.
He isn't usually like this and when he was, there would only be one thing that could make him feel better- according to him. Sadly, that thing is going away.
Impossible to think it wasn't always like this.
The breeze tosses his hair, messing it up. His perfect lips allowed to sit free. Only god knows how many times I had tasted those lips and how badly I want to. But every time we kissed, there was always a reason for me to 'stay'.
