A Court of Roses and Ice | ✔️

08 - ͲᎪᏞᏦ.. ᏀϴΝᎬ ᏔᎡϴΝᏀ.

It's not consent if you make me afraid to say no.

ᏃHᎪᏒIᎪᏁ  SᎾᏞᎪᏟᎬ -

The short dress fits perfectly, my scar on fully display as I walk through the crowded room of the ball room.

My tiara sits on my head, unmoving even when I turn my head.

My dad gathered Lleina in the ball room to explain the war. The island hadn't know about it until they had actually attacked.

Osiris and Alastor have decided to stay one day longer to help break the news to Lleina, then we're off to Delhari to break the news, then Acradia.

I make my way up the stage where my father, Alastor and Osiris stand, and stand between Alastor and Osiris.

Osiris turns his head, bending his head down so he can speak into my ear.

" You aren't covering your scar. " He notices, eye on where it lays on my right leg.

" A little Birdy told me scars are nothing to be ashamed of. Let's say the Birdy changed my view on the scar. "

Osiris smiles, turning his head to stare straight in front of him.

My father steps forward, taking a microphone.

" Attention, " He speaks into it, the device blasting his voice throughout the room.

Lleina immediately quiets, everyone staring eagerly at their King.

" I have gathered us here today to inform you of something, " He clears his throat, his eyes full of worry as he stares at the crowd. " The mainland has initiated war on the Sister Islands, which is why we were attacked just yesterday. "

Gasps fill the silence of the room and my father shushes them.

" The sister island will come together to protect you and the rest of our people from harm. This time, my daughter, Princess Zharian will lead. "

Cheers erupt and I smile, bowing my head.

Once the crowd calms, my father speaks again. " We hope you have your faith in us, for we will not back down without a fight! "

The crowd roars again, and my father steps away from the mic, a smile on his face.

We make our way off the stage, and I head to the food bar.

Giant meetings like this, whether sad or not, always have drink and food bars.

And for the right reason.

My stomach grumbles as I grab a plate and get servings of what I want, making my way to the royal table in the back where everyone else sits.

I sit down in my chair, next to my dad and Alastor, Osiris across from me.

As I begin to eat, the boys talk around me.

" Where are we going next? " My dad asks, and I raise my head in curiosity, as well.

" Delhari. " Osiris answer almost instantly, "It's closer. " He adds on.

The other two nod and I shrug, bringing a spoonful of macaroni to my lips.

My eyes meet Osiris's who stares at me before he turns and looks at my father, a weird emotion rumbles in my stomach.

Once I'm done, I push my plate away, eyes roaming the crowd.

I spot Althaea making her way over to us and I furrow my brows.

She stops and sits next to Alastor, and my wolf growls protectively.