Turning Tables on the Princess

hair until it was a soft yellow halo framing my face. She then plaited it. Weaving in s

gather my hair from beneath it. Tightening the laces until I fe

sun was up, it was a moggy, damp morning. And the castle se

he edges and pulled it around my shoulders.

g straight to the Dining Hall to retrieve so

mor, but his helmet was tucked under his arm as he reach

w. One I hadn’t yet

ir and keen blue eyes mad

his larg

.” I said

he passed me. Not blinking and not

e nodded in a

n!” I correct

me and taking the stairs. “You’ll always be t

or that disrespect.” I yelle

my baiting, and rested his fo

rd. Wondering if he w

expose wha

ing around worriedly now. H

’ll be so afraid I’m telling the truth about you, they’ll have you be

w tha

threat. A

Princess. I’ll see

I couldn’t fathom how he had gotten so f

e Captain o

y the time he arrived Alaric had vanis

n’t dare

uerading as a knight!” I declared. Blon

eone could’ve got in. The Guards are at the wall.” He gest

m!” I co

shouting for his knights to assemble

my certainty that they’d catch

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ft knock a sho

Damien himself at my

’s w

instantly. They

ad began climb

asked he

He shook his head. “All the knights are pr

re they’re

rained myself. I know their fa

closed the door. My jaw tighte

anctuary, taunted me and

n h

went to my husband’s chambers. Feeling confident that Alaric

ked with a lifted brow. Looking vag

rease my pe

He aske

tside my pers

ing looked ap

words, hating lying to the man that had been s

done, M

King had given them to me. As

reassured

odd

” I murmure

between Alaric

nough to stop him. It was undeniable t

l when he set his

*

ar.” He patted the

o the pillows. He was often there, anymore. His heal

s per my request. Keeping my hair bound was a reminder for me that I must

mth. There was a sickly odor to him that told me his body was decaying from within. That thou

not to shrink away. To give him what little he aske