"I should have looked around the palace when I had the chance," I said in my mind regretfully, "Even though I must be followed by ten guards and maids, at least I would feel a bit of freedom. But because of my stubbornness, I am stuck once again in this bedroom now."
I lay back against the pillows, trying to have a nap. At least if I were sleeping, I would not keep thinking about the foolishness that I had done.
However, when I just drifted off to sleep, I jolt awake immediately to the sound of the door bursting open.
I sat up quickly and saw Sigmund making his way towards me with Lupita in tow.
"His Majesty invites some guests to dinner tonight. He wants you to join him in the dinner," Sigmund told me to the point.
"No, I'm not coming," I said.
"It's not an option. Either you come to the dinner willingly or I'm going to drag you there," he said coldly.
"I don't give a damn what you will do to me. No matter what happens, I'm not going to the dinner. Because I don't want to drink blood," I talked back.
Sigmund huffed. "You don't have to eat anything if you don't want to, but you must come to the dinner no matter what happens."
"But—"
"No buts," Sigmund interrupted, "Get ready now! Lupita will help you."
Before I could argue, Sigmund spun around and walked out of my bedroom hurriedly.
"Come on Rosanne, I will help you get ready," Lupita said.
Reluctantly, I got out of bed and walked into the bathroom. After taking a quick shower, Lupita helped me change into a pink fancy dress and white high heels. Afterwards, she applied natural make-up on my face.
As soon as I was ready, Sigmund picked me up and escorted me to the dining hall. Annoyingly, my ten bodyguards, Lupita and some other maids followed behind us.
Two doormen were standing in front of the door of the dining hall. They pulled the large oak doors open, revealing the glamorous dining hall with the long dining table which was occupied by my grandfather and some guests who were having conversation.
"Princess Mirabelle and Lord Sigmund," one of the doormen announced.
Suddenly, the room fell silent, and everyone's eyes fixed on me. I felt nervous under their curious gazes.
Sigmund and I then entered the room, meanwhile, all of the guards and maids stayed outside.
"Here comes my granddaughter!" My grandfather gave me a smile as he rose from his seat.
All the guests arose from their seats too in unison.
"Grandpa d—"
Sigmund pinched my arm, cutting off my words instantaneously.
"Ouch!" I whimpered quietly.
"Call him Your Majesty when in front of the others!" he whispered into my ears.
"I'm sorry. I mean, your majesty, did you call me?" I repeated.
"Yes, my dear. I want to introduce you to council members. Come here!"
I strolled awkwardly towards the head of the table where my grandfather was waiting for me. Sigmund followed behind me.
"Everyone," King Bellamy began, "I introduce you to Princess Mirabelle, the daughter of my late daughter, Princess Claribelle."
The guests bowed their heads a little to respect my presence.
I forced a smile at them.
"Take your seat, Mirabelle!" Grandpa motioned to the chair beside him.
