Crafted For Crown

Amelia Remington

"The wedding is more glamorous than I thought. "Izel said, and I just hummed

"Where is Vela but?"I asked, searching for tea coloured hair and brocade white gown

Unfortunately, I didn't find her, but her favourite strawberries smell was lingering in the air, purely confirming her presence .

I searched for my elder brother Wilder, and luckily, I found him with some well-dressed morons.

"Wilder, did you know where -" , he cut me off in the middle of the sentence by dragging me away from the group of morons.

Anger was fuming in his action. "Girl, I think you should act like grown lady and learn how to address properly to your elders. We are royal family, not any low class cool freaks ."I can clearly listen, grinding of his teeth . His tone was like blade dressed in silk , just one little act to show its true self .

But point to be noted, he literally dragged me a few seconds ago , and now he is teaching me lessons of manners . I don't find any manner in him, either.

"Now, will you let me know why you came to me?"he asked.

"Sure. Where is Sister vela?"I asked.

"What? Are you dullard? Of course, she went to Prince Lennon's Enigma valley to worship their ancestors. "He frowned.

"What?"I was confused, "wasn't it after marriage completion? "

"Where were you, Miss Amelia Cohen Remington?Marriage complete ages ago."he exaggerated, and I almost screamed at that exaggeration.

No, that's just impossible. Please, somebody tell me. I just left the hall for some minutes and a wedding over by that .

I don't want Wilder to know I really missed our beloved venomous sister Vela's wedding.

"U..um I was just standing near pies and pasteris." I gave lamest excus

"What you were doing there?"his frown deepened.

Clearly, nobody, not a single person, suspect my absence if I would be disappeared nobody really would care except Izel. She's my everything even though we are together less than three years. Nobody understands me better than her, but at some points, I doubt her too.

I doubt everybody who cares for me. I don't know why, but I feel foreign and endup suspecting.

"Nothing."I replied , suppressing that urge to yell on everyone.

I leave myself from his smelly cologne area.

"What happened?" Izel asked me, handing strawberry juice.

"Nothing. Wedding over."I said neutrally. Still fighting with rage of old and fresh wounds .

Her eyes widen instantly,"What the hell?"

"Shh... keep calm."

"How can I? Nobody bothers to search you? Don't you think that's brutal?"she protested.

"How will they if they don't suspect my presence. And I'm used to it. Don't worry."I said, sipping strawberry, which was clearly a taste of flavoured poison.

I roam through the hall for some time and start to feel negligible. "Izel, I'm going back to room , tell mother that I suddenly start feeling sick if she asks."

"Sure, princess,"promised Izel.

I was about to leave, but Vela and Lennon made their way through large and beautifully decorated red and white roses entrance.

Vela immediately came to me as soon as she glanced at me.

I thought she would ask me where I was or would hug me instead of that she said,"Do you remember the handsome Duke we used to drool on ."

Caleb Vos.

"He is here. I think you should talk to him and try to mingle with him."

Even my fake smile dropped after listening to that. I gave her a slight hug," Happy marriage, sister Vela, and about mingling, I'm just nineteen, and I have no plans of being controlled by some idiot right now. "

I leave immediately from there because every inhale was making me feel suffocated.

As soon as I reached my room, I got myself rid of pounds of weighing dress and changed into comfortable mint silk night wear dress.

I untied my hair and let them fall flawfully.

I smell still freshed mogra, letting it's smell to calm myself.

The room was very like me. Pastel curtains,enough soft big bed to roll over triple times, Faint light in the dark, cool breeze sweeping through my heated body,balcony adorned with creepers, and preety flowers.

I sat on the balcony on a tiny sofa settled at the end of it and started reading my favourite book,'ILLUSSIONS'. Nobody knows who the author is, but judging by her book, everybody calls her psyco.
I think like her too, but it was time when I called her my ideal.

Don't know why I don't like her now. May be her book, which used to give me hope now, making me feel useless , hopeless , not a single time important in my own life.

Suddenly, I heard a loud knock on my door.

I opened the door only to find Caleb there with a bowl and dish in his hands.

"Hello! I came to know you didn't eat so....."he stated nervously.

"Where is Izel ?"I asked.

"I don't know, but she told me to hold this and went somewhere. "He gave me a small shrug.

"Thank you!" I hold the bowl and dish and put on the centre table of the room.

"Oh, I'm sorry I forgot to introduce myself . I am Caleb Vos Duke of Mosber. I was really not aware that King Cohen had such-wait, are you okay?Like you became red."

"Y.. yeah, I was just feeling a little sick. Nothing is more serious."I stuttered

Oh, come on, amelia, gather yourself. I never felt such foreign nervousness before. Of course, I never feel like myself every day. I woke up . There's nothing new, but this felt different.

"Okay. Bye . Eat dinner and take rest."He gave me a cute smile. I was about to answer, but suddenly he held my hand, and kissed on my back of palm.

Why I think his lips lingered on my hand more.....

And then he just left, leaving the corridor empty and lifeless again.

I face palmed myself for dual reasons. First, I knew this was all Izel's plan, and second, maybe her plan worked."

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