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Prologue
Many years ago, the Kingdom of lunacrest had many enemies and was plagued by war and death. When the king died in battle, people say that his distressed queen had an affair with an unknown Devine being while seeking help to end the war and suffering of her people.
She gave birth to three immortal sons, popularly known as the triplet angel kings of Lunacrest. With their might they conquered the enemies of Lunacrest and oversaw the rebuilding of the Kingdom. Both human and werewolf kings of the neighbouring kingdoms gladly paid homage to them.
For many years, none of the angel kings has ever showed interest in marriage or relationships, but four weeks ago messegers from their kingdom spread out word that a contest has been set for all the royal ladies of the surrounding kingdoms to compete for the chance to be the queen of Lunacrest, married to one or all the three angel kings.
Chapter 1
Keira's Pov
"I need you to swear by the gods that I look twice as beautiful as the moon and all the stars together." Our beautiful mistress demands in vivid excitement after gaping at the imperial palace ahead of us for almost an hour.
We are to be guests of the great palace of Lunacrest for five days, the time granted to our princess to showcase her feminine virtues and loyalty to the angel kings. If she gets selected to become their queen she will spend the rest of her life in the imposing palace, which looks like a piece of heaven that descended down to earth.
"Worry not your highness, you're the prettiest of all royal women. I am sure the angel kings will be awed by your bewitching face." Helen, one of my fellow servants, praises with the sweetest of smiles. She is Princess Lyna's favourite maid.
"Any noble man would gladly pay to lick your feet, your highness. The angel kings will feel honoured that you have graced their palace with such beauty." Lisa, Princess Lyna's second favourite servant, offers her praise.
I keep my mouth shut because I am her hated servant. I only speak to her when it's extremely necessary. Still I get snapped at more than anyone.
Royal women of every pack have been fighting for the chance to take part in the undignifying contest. Because it's not just about becoming the wife of three powerful angels, the inside of those imposing buildings must be like little heavens. Who wouldn't love to spend their lives in a earthly paradise sparkling with gold?
"I want to take one last look at my face and hair before we proceed. Nothing boosts my confidence more than the sight of my bewitching face." Princess Lyna states and her favourite servants nod in agreement.
"What are you waiting for, foolish human? Get me my mirror!" The Princess screams at me.
I hastily pull out her full length mirror from one of the bags we packed.
I kneel down on the floor of the carriage and hold up the mirror so that she doesn't have to see any part of my chubby body while watching her beauty.
She stares at her beautiful reflection, carefully checking if there is a thing out of place.
I have been her servant for about a year now since I failed to phase on my eighteenth birthday. Without a wolf one is considered a useless member of our small pack.
My father is the sole reason I wasn't banished or turned into a lowly slave. Being the gamma of the pack he was able to point out the things I am able to do to the alpha. It was decided that I become Princess Lyna's third servant. I am paid half of what my fellow servants are paid, reason being that I am a useless human.
I have hope that things will change for the better if Princess Lyna becomes the wife of the triplet angel kings. She might be less mean to me in their presence. I may get a fair pay like everyone else and probably be permitted to take part in Lunacrest's warrior training.
I may have a chance to a better life here, but I must first help Lyna win the hearts of the three angels kings so we won't be going back to Silverthorn.
Apart from her physical beauty, I doubt the Princess possesses any of the other required virtues. But I made it look like she is the embodiment of perfection in the application letter she made me write for her.
Yes, all contestants had to write a letter to the palace detailing their qualifications in order to be given the rare opportunity to come to this palace and showcase their most feminine virtues and unwavering loyalty to the triplet angel kings.
I wrote the letter as best as I could. Now our mistress must perfectly display an angelic character in order to be picked by the triplet angel kings.
"Look, my hair is already a mess!" Lyna gasps, pointing at a strand of her blonde hair that has fallen out of place.
Lisa and Helen hurry to fix the hair with colourful pins while muttering assurances that she is still as beautiful as the morning sun.
This is a great quest that may change the future of our pack forever, I would not have been allowed to come if I wasn't the one that wrote the application letter that got her accepted in the contest. Yes, all contestants had to write a letter to the palace detailing their qualifications in order to be given the rare opportunity to come to this palace and showcase their most feminine virtues and unwavering loyalty to the triplet angel kings.
Lyna stares at her reflection for a long while before turning away.
I set aside the mirror and settle back on my seat as the carriage carries on towards the big gates.
The uniformed guards at the big gates list down our names and the purpose of our visit before letting us in.
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