Chapter 7: Prince Theo’s Challenge

“The king?” I repeated.

“Yes, the king! C’mon, let’s hurry.”

| stashed the flower Prince Warren had given me in a pocket in my dress and thought about what Brook was telling me.

The king was summoning all of the girls, and we were meant to make an appearance, and a good impression on him.

However, I was in no position to do that in my current state-not that it really mattered to me. If I had my way, I wouldn’t be interacting with any of them at all, except for maybe Prince Warren. I’d rather they didn’t notice I was there. Or not there, as the case may be.

“I don’t know whether I should go…” I murmured.

“You don’t know?” Brook repeated. “Ciana! It’s the king!”

I thought up some excuses. “But… I have to feed the ani mals. You see, I still needed to feed the tiger, and there were other chores that needed to be done for the animals. If I were to leave now, my work wouldn’t be completed, and this was a task the prince had assigned to me….”

“You do know that it’s important to make a good impres sion on the king whether or not you win Prince Theo’s hand, don’t you? I mean… he’s the king! He can just as easily decide the fate of our packs as the prince.”

“I know, I know. You go ahead,” | told her. “I’ll see what || can do.”

“But Ciana,” she pleaded.

“Brook, you shouldn’t be late on my account. Go! Take care of yourself and your pack, and make sure the king sees how wonderful you are. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

She hesitated, but her eyes flashed between me and the palace, and I understood that she was struggling with the burden of trying to be a good friend while not disobeying the king and missing her opportunity. “Please hurry,” she urged me.

I gave her an encouraging smile. “Of course. Now, go! Don’t be late!”

“All right,” Brook said, and with a sigh, she turned and ran back toward the castle doors.

I couldn’t help but smile after her. She was such a kind hearted person to even come out here to tell me, and I felt very lucky to call her my friend.

But I didn’t intend to go. Knowing Brook, she should be able to navigate the scenario on her own.

Enough girls would doll themselves up and do their best to look beautiful and elegant in front of the king. I had inten tionally put myself in a position where anyone who looked at me would think I was a mess. It was the best way to stay out of the royals’ way and survive these three years so I could go home.

been one for

eyelashes, show off their gowns, and fluff their curls at His Majesty. I

I’d simply tell them the prince had given me an order, and as his servant, I

of the bucket holding the tiger’s food and headed back to the “zoo,” certain he’d be starving by

was late. Once he’d nibbled on a few morsels of raw meat, he was up for

been carrying and see what else needed to be

if it isn’t my dear friend the python!” I said as he grew closer to me. “Now, what are you up to

I thought | saw a gleam in his eyes as if he really wished he

soon enough, he was slither ing across my lap, letting me

just thinking about Prince Warren. “To think, here I

forked tongue darted from his lips and kissed the skin of my hand.

to wander back to Prince Warren and that bracelet, which I had only caught a glimpse of. He seemed to have changed a bit since I’d given it to

asked the python. He looked at me with an

changes everyone, that’s for certain. Besides that, l’ ve dreamt of my mystery boy for so many years. It’s possible my dreams and my memories have become intertwined and reality is now framed through a different lens, isn’t it? Could it be him? Even

agreement that made me smile. Then, he gave me a little nudge, and I got the impression he wanted to show me

of the grass, smoothed my skirt. “What is it?” | asked him. He glided over the ground but didn’t go far before he

yes. And then, I was off with the python taking this

others were

*Theo”

line up before my father. I’d done my best to keep it at bay,

if he were admiring a work of art, and then, when he’d gotten a solid enough first impression, he retreated to where I was

in that deep voice of his. “What do you think of the young

sound believable when I said, “They’re just

I realized immediately I’d offend ed

If I gave him the impression / was overjoyed with this venture, who knew what he might pull next? “That’s correct, Sire,” I said with a bow of

me. “These are the most beautiful, elegant, well-bred ladies in all of the

well up inside

him the same warning I had made

I am

“Seventy-three.” I corrected him.

Turning back

my head. “You shouldn’t be sur prised, Father. After all, I am related to you. Your blood runs through my

amusing at all, and fury ignit ed within him. “I don’t care if it’s eighty, seventy-three, or a hundred and sixty! If these girls don’t work, I will find more! You will choose one,

to have this conversation here, but since he was pressing the issue, I needed to be

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