The Princess couldn't believe her eyes. The werewolf who had saved her yesterday night was standing on the grounds.
She couldn't be mistaken, could she?
That was the same slave of yesterday.
~But what was he doing here?~ the Princess frowned.
"The first round will be Lord Derke against Earl Maneder," the vampire waved a flag as an indicator the game has begun.
"Um, Father, I would like to move to that position. I want to have a proper view," the Princess said.
"Sure," her father, the King nodded.
The Princess stood up from her chair and went to stand close to the terrace as she leaned in to watch the show.
Actually, she could see perfectly from there. That was just an excuse for her to admire the handsome creature before her.
With a chaste smile, she jutted her hand under her chin and leaned in with a dreamy look in her eyes.
~Oh, look at his broad chest~ she gushed in her head.
~Those hard muscles~ she bit her lower lip.
~And those resplendent eyes~ she sighed.
Everything had disappeared from her sight. All she could see was the werewolf, she had completely forgotten what she was here for.
Lady Eebelle who came to meet the Princess frowned when she saw her cousin grinning at nothing in particular.
She tilted her head in confusion.
What was the Princess staring at that she couldn't stop smiling like one who has a mental issue?
Lady Eebelle moved forward and leaned into the terrace too. She followed the gaze of Princess Divale and her eyes landed on none other than Master Filen who had stepped into the grounds now.
The Princess who was lost in thoughts didn't realize that her cousin was standing right next to her.
A little too close.
Lady Eebelle's eyes widened when she thought she had figured out what the Princess was staring out with so much love in her eyes.
"Isn't he so perfect?" Lady Eebelle leaned in and whispered to the Princess.
"Yes," the Princess sighed and muttered in a dreamy state.
Unknowingly to her that her cousin was beside her.
"Look at his immaculate hair," Lady Eebelle whispered.
"That tanned muscled body," the Princess sighed as she watched the werewolf.
"That silky voice," Lady Eebelle said dramatically.
"Those beautiful eyes," the Princess smiled.
"Wait, what?!" the Princess snapped out of her daze.
"Haha! Look who's in love" Lady Eebelle snickered.
"What?! I'm not!" the Princess denied immediately.
"Aw, deny it all you want but I saw the way you stared at him. I saw the look of love in your eyes for him. You were basically screaming 'come take me, I'm yours!'" Lady Eebelle rolled her eyes.
"What are you even saying, you buffoon? I did no such thing," the Princess huffed.
"Oh, wait till I tell everyone that the new king had been chosen and he is Master Filen" Lady Eebelle grinned devilishly.
"Don't you dare!" the Princess pointed a finger with a warning look on her face.
"Aww, isn't she shy?" Lady Eebelle teased.
"Eebelle, it's not funny. Can you please stay out of my business for once?" the Princess snapped.
"Okay, since you don't want me to say anything, then fine, I won't but instead you will tell me about all the secret conversation between you two. All the details" Lady Eebelle said and the Princess's hand twitched to give her a slap but she refrained.
"Sure, I will. Now can you please leave?" the Princess asked.
"Hmm, my cousin is in love" Lady Eebelle sang as she skipped away from the Princess.
The Princess rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to the grounds but the werewolf wasn't there anymore.
~Oh, no! Where did he go?~ the Princess looked around for him.
Then she saw him standing by the bench which was brought for the suitors to sit down. He was holding the sling for the arrows with his head bowed down.
If the werewolf was here, then his master should be here as well but the Princess couldn't figure out who his master was.
The Princess snapped her fingers and in the next second, Lady Precelle was behind her.
"You called me for me, your Highness?" Lady Precelle bowed.
"That slave over there," the Princess pointed down.
"Yes?" Lady Precelle bowed.
"Whose slave is he? I think he was at the ball last night as well" the Princess asked.
"If I am not mistaken, he is Master Filen's slave, your Highness," Lady Precelle answered.
"How sure are you about that?" the Princess raised her eyebrows.
"I saw him leaving with Master Filen last night, my Princess" Lady Precelle replied.
"I see," the Princess said.
Just at that moment, the werewolf raised his head and he met eyes with Princess Divale who gave him a smirk.
He tilted his head and stared at her as she leaned forward with her palm under her chin with a satisfied smile on her face.
~Looks like I will be paying someone a visit soon~ the Princess thought slyly.
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Hey y'all,
Divale is about to do something sly. Who is ready for that?
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