My Foreign Prince

Chapter 12

"Last stop; Roseya! Passengers please prepare to board!"

A ship sailed across the sea, the bitterly cold wind hitting its sails to push it towards its destination. Passengers had made their way to the deck to watch the kingdom of Roseya draw near, while others had already been there. One of these passengers was hooded, dressed warm for the weather conditions, and carrying at least three bags. She had been summoned to the kingdom suddenly by Prince Alphonse's son, who had briefly told her of an emergency that required her medical assistance. And who was she to refuse royalty? Who was she to refuse anyone?

The girl stepped onto the docks and stopped for a moment, gazing over the kingdom and at the palace she was to visit immediately. She was amazed, even though she had visited many kingdoms, and gazed upon many castles and palaces... it seemed this one held a beauty that made it stand out. She felt as if something of great importance would happen once she entered. She didn't waste another beat, speeding through town and occasionally glancing at shops and stalls to see if she could find somewhere to restock ingredients if it were needed. However, she found herself drawn to every little thing, even as little as a patch of snow on the ground - she had never seen so much of it before. It sparkled as if it were freshly fallen... maybe taking a little detour wouldn't—

Oh. She was already at the palace.

A guard noticed her approaching and stepped forward "Hello, ma'am. What business do you have here?"

The woman didn't flinch, and only smiled charmingly "I've been summoned by the king's nephew to treat someone in need."

"I see. And do you have any form of identification?"

"Just the letter the prince sent me."

She pulled out an envelope and handed it to the older man, who read through it intensely, checking for any form of forgery. It seemed legit enough, and was even stamped with the royal crest itself. He nodded in approval, and handed the letter back to its owner before opening one side of the gate "Very well, then. Please follow me to the throne room. The king will be expecting you."

"Thank you, sir."

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I didn't know why I had been dragged out of bed so early. Then again, my sleep pattern just hadn't been the same since what had occurred at the royal dinner... Shane was still stable, but he wouldn't wake up.

He needed help, and fast.

But anyway. Here I was, standing between Lizza and Alexei's throne, who I hadn't spoken to since I had accused him of pouring poison into my drink. Did I truly believe he'd done such a thing? Not as much anymore... But I didn't know who else could've without being caught.

But honestly, I didn't care who did it anymore... I just wanted my friend to be alright.

Suddenly the doors to the throne room opened, and two guards came in leading a hooded person. They politely stopped her in the middle of the room before stepping back, and she wasted no time bowing before the king. She hadn't looked up yet.

It's her.

Albert hummed, leaning against his heavily jewelled hand "I assumed you're the one they call 'Millicent' yes?"

"I am, your highness."

"I welcome you to my kingdom, however I wish it was under better circumstances... I hope you know why you're here."

Wow, he was being polite today... but I really paid no mind to him. I was too busy wishing she would just look up. I bet she didn't even notice me yet...