Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 555 There Was A King

As the radiant moon cast its luminous glow upon the cobblestone pathway leading to the grand palace, Princess Arabella arrived in a carriage adorned with cascading roses and gilded accents. The carriage, drawn by majestic steeds, moved gracefully, the gentle clip-clop "Bella! Stop fidgeting with your fingers," Gina chastised her friend gently, a playful edge to her voice. "You're making me nervous too."

of their hooves resonating in the crisp night air.

"I can't help it, Gina. I don't know why my heart is so restless," Arabella confessed in a hushed tone, her hand instinctively finding its place over her fluttering heart.

"Don't worry! King Zephyr is going to choose you as his mate at first glance. You'll see," Gina reassured her.

"And you're going to find a handsome mate too," Arabella teased, a playful grin touching her lips. The air between them was filled with a shared sense of excitement and anticipation as they indulged in whimsical chatter, weaving dreams of their future.

Their carriage had traversed through verdant landscapes, winding paths bordered by flourishing gardens adorned with exotic blooms. As the splendor of the palace came into view, its grandeur enough to steal one's breath away.

"The palace is magnificent," Arabella gasped softly, her gaze enraptured by the meticulously manicured lawns and vibrant flora that lined the pathway leading to the grand foyer.

"King Zephyr is certainly quite affluent," Gina commented, peering out the window of the carriage, taking in the lavishness that surrounded them.

With a graceful halt, the carriage came to a stop, and the royal guard swiftly moved to assist the princess and her friend. As they stepped onto the cobblestone path, the air carried the heady scent of night-blooming flowers, and the palace gates swung open, revealing a panorama of opulence and enchantment that surpassed their wildest imaginings.

Awestruck, Arabella and Gina were led by the royal guard toward the illuminated ballroom.

with a thousand candlelit chandeliers, their golden glow dancing upon the marble

the opulent ballroom, a gathering of male and female shifters adorned in their most splendid attire mingled, their gazes filled with anticipation and yearning as they sought their destined mates. The air

through the crowd, every eye turning towards her like petals seeking the sun's embrace. Suitors approached with eager intent, yet she remained aloof, her attention distant and unyielding. With

her thoughts veering away until the mention of a name caught her ear like a whisper in the wind.

Alexander was also going to attend the mating ball tonight," murmured one of the females, the words hanging in the air

by the conversation. She leaned in, eager for more

not coming," another voice sighed with palpable disappointment, a hint of longing coloring her

absence puzzled Arabella, the

inquire, her voice barely above a

they had a feud that led to him not

so sad," every other female

head at the image of him as a notorious womanizer Unbeknownst to her,

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a tinge of boredom lingering in the air. Unnoticed, a figure approached, moving slowly through the crowd until

the eyes of a man who exuded an aura of majesty and grandeur. Handsome and possessing a

her place, gently setting aside

her voice soft and melodic, tinged

Blackthorn," he introduced himself, his name falling upon her ears like a whispered

as her eyes widened in realization-an epiphany that the imposing figure before her was