𝙱𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚁𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚕 𝚅𝚎𝚒𝚕

CHAPTER 23

The two of you make your way through the corridors of the palace, heading towards your chambers. Lady Beatrice chatters away, talking about the latest court gossip and how much she missed you while you were gone.

As you walk, you notice that some of the guards and servants are giving you curious glances. They know that you've been away in Arkann, and they know that you're about to marry the Prince. You catch them whispering to each other, their eyes flicking between you and Lady Beatrice.

Lady Beatrice also notices the glances directed your way, and she grins at you, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Looks like the whole castle is talking about you, Gen." she whispers to you.

You roll your eyes at her, but can't help a small smile creeping onto your face. "I'm sure they are," you reply, knowing that the news of your engagement to Eris has spread like wildfire. "I'm not surprised, considering I'm about to become the future Queen of Arkann."

"Well, you better get used to being the center of attention," Lady Beatrice teases, nudging you with her elbow. "Especially now that you're about to marry the most handsome prince in all the realms."

You laugh, shaking your head at her words. "He's certainly handsome, there's no denying that," you admit. "But he's also an arrogant, overconfident, pain in the ass." you smirk "But great in be-" you stop, looking to Lady Beatrice.

She grins widely, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Don't stop there," she teases, her voice low. "Please do continue."

You playfully smack her arm, feeling your cheeks heat up. "Oh shut up!" you tell her, but you can't help the smile that spreads across your face. "You'll get all the juicy details once we're in my chambers."

You finally make your way to your chambers, opening the door to your, letting Lady Beatrice inside before following behind her. As soon as the door is closed, Lady Beatrice practically pounces on you. "Okay, spill. Tell me everything!"

You laugh at her eagerness, pulling her over to the plush sofas in the sitting area of your room. You sit down, and she plops down next to you, her eyes wide with excitement. You lean back against the soft cushion, taking a moment to gather your thoughts before speaking.

"Well," you begin, a small smile on your lips, "the journey back wasn't too eventful. Just a lot of riding in carriages and listening to my parents go on and on..."

"Skip to Arkann," she interrupts, her voice impatient. "I want to hear about the prince. How was he? He finally took that virginity of yours, didn't he? Tell me more!"

You blushed, your cheeks heating up at her bluntness. "Bea, shhhh!" you whisper, looking to the door, as if someone else might be listening. "Not so loud!"

She giggles, covering her mouth with her hand. "Oh come on!" she says, her voice still low but still filled with excitement. "You can't leave me hanging like this. I need details! You told me last time what happened between you two on his birthday ball."

You can feel your blush deepen, the memory of that night flashing through your mind. "It was... it was very intense." you admit, your voice quiet. "He was so eager, I could tell. He lifted me up on a dresser and...."

"And?" she prompts, her eyes wide. "And what? Don't keep me in suspense! What did he do next?"

You swallow hard, your heart racing as you remember the way his hands felt on you, the way he groaned as he pressed you against the surface. "He touched me, he...you know...inside..." you whisper, your voice barely above a breath. "He was hard, and he was thrusting in me.... he was so.... so desperate."