The Lunas possessive guardian

Alicia's POV

The Royal harbingers ambled inside the prime minister's manor immediately after I wrapped up scrubbing Lady Dia's feet. I swerved in respect and watched with half-lidded eyes as they matched forward to the giant entrance of the building while the guards scurried to open the portico.

They were definitely here to convey an important message.

I stretched my back and wiped the sweat on my forehead the moment they entered.

It had been an exhausting and dampening day. As usual, I wasn't able to avoid Lady Dia's typical abuse of my face. Every single time her eyes came in contact with me, she would land a stinging slap on my cheek, including other unnecessary mistreatment at any slight mistake I made. Lady Dia wasn't that antagonistic when I first got peddled to the family.

According to what I heard from the other servants, her severe rigour and bitterness towards me were a result of the crown prince noticing my presence during a ball I was appointed to be her entourage.

A prince I didn't even set my eyes on , and it will be over by dead body to be in any way in an intimate relationship with the son of a person that massacred my parents. What hurt me the most was that he bears the same name as my childhood lover.

Lady Dia's fetish attitude towards the so-called prince is an issue that needs a thorough understanding.

It had been two years since then, and the prince was still yet to ascend the throne as he was still having issues considering that he was an illegitimate son. He was supposed to be the Emperor of the great Genovia a year before which was after the death of the Emperor , but no one knows the reason for the delay. Aside from my dislike for the populace of this country, I loathe the Royal family that had steered the unforeseen and agonizing combat on my once serene park and that of my childhood lover.

It had been fifteen years of dire and tormenting experience. I was collared and traded to a peddler whom I was fortunate that he was constantly on a trip. For eleven years, I lived with the merchant until he sold me to the prime minister at a high price.

I was like an asset to the merchant and he had pawned me for a mouth-watering amount of money. When I got to the Prime Minister's villa, I had thought it was a God-sent prospect to find my way into the palace and take revenge on my people, lover, and family.

I was naive.

I wasn't even able to kill an ant. Slowly, my determination to revenge diminished and I lived in agony with the only hope of finding my childhood lover, Arnold. All I did was cry when I was bullied by the other maids. They were jealous because the prime minister's first son has some sort of feeling for me whose heart is for no one but my betrothed childhood aficionado.

A night wouldn't pass without me worrying about him. When we were in my homeland, my father would tell me that I needed to be prudent from hazardous encounters when I went out with him anytime he came from his village to visit. I felt safer whenever I was with him because he was a great warrior even at his young age.

I was ten while he was fifteen.

He will be thirty this year while I will be twenty-five.

Our last meeting was when we strolled around the market. I was mid-smart but not bold or courageous. My father was from a low status and my mother was the Luna of the park signifying that I would be the next Luna.

Dad was a diligent farmer, and I had accompanied him to the location of the ore mine which was a bit far from our homeland. It was in a hideous location.

Father explained the benefits it would have on our park and the next day when Arnold visited, I told him about the ore mine as we were to rule our parks as Alpha and Luna when we grow up.

I thought that there shouldn't be a secret between us. I thought it shouldn't be a big deal to report it to my soulmate.

Since then, Arnold did not come by to visit me, which I don't know the reason for. A week later, an envoy from Genovia announced that we should surrender the ore.

It's a mystery about how they got to know about it.