Loathly | PUBLISHED

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After nineteen years as a prisoner to the Stonerow curse,
fate owes Lady Maud a cursebreaker...
and delivers a Knight on a covert mission to win his Prince's war,
Sir Favior Elwyk.
Surely it shouldn't be so difficult to accept happily ever after?

This Wattpad edition is a sample of the first 10%.
My interepretation of the loathly lady fairytale, a feminine counterpart to beauty and the beast!
A warning: this retelling contains some dark themes

~~An Excerpt From Chapter 12~~

I could tell he meant to say something, so I held onto my cooling supper and waited patiently for it.

Finally, after a long while, he found the words; 'I knew I would marry eventually. And, most probably, for the sake of alliance to our cause.' He stopped contemplating the fold of cloth in his hand and looked directly at me; 'My lady, I have not been properly gracious. Your hand is an honour to hold.'

I had not expected an apology or anything but grudging acceptance up to our marriage and beyond it. I actually blushed. 'Thank you, sir.'

He nodded. He was still stiff and his retreat to proper formality was far too late after all I had already seen of him.

I never cared what man might free me from my curse but I knew that I should be so glad it was Favior. I liked him already. We could do well together - if he would only allow it.

I searched for the words to express that; 'Favior, I should tell you, about the curse-'

'Maud,' he interrupted. 'Please, I do not wish to talk of the curse anymore.'

His tone was low and fierce, a shock.

'Can we not put it behind us?' he asked.