A raw, heart-wrenching scream was heard across the palace walls.
The Princess, passing by, decided to stop and look through a window to see what the commotion was all about.
Whip!
Whip!
At the center of the ground which led to the backdoor of the palace, a female who had little to no clothing on her body was placed on the floor.
Three men on uniforms surrounded her, one holding a whip and the other two were holding her in place whenever she tried to flee from the hot lashes.
Another scream was heard and the Princess jolted from the shock.
She knew that the slave they were punishing was a werewolf due to her tanned skin and thick hair.
It was a normal scenario in Urankia, where werewolves were considered to be nothing but gum under the shoes of the vampires.
About five hundred years ago, the vampires and werewolves were at each other's neck, they killed one another mercilessly due to the hatred both creatures bore for each other.
There was always blood and dead bodies of innocent vampires and werewolves laid outside to show the harsh situation of the world at that time.
The vampires, having had enough of the constant wars between both realms, decided to put an end to the dispute once and for all.
So with great difficulty and intelligence, they managed to get the head of the leaders of the werewolves at that time, Alpha Runor.
And once they were able to kill the Alpha, they gained control over the entirety of the werewolves' realm.
Male Weres were turned to slaves, laborers, and shields against danger while the female Weres were turned to sex slaves, toys, and an object for a vampire to release his pleasure on.
The vampires, finally claiming possession and dominion over the werewolves, were celebrated as the greatest supernatural being in the world.
Ever since the population of werewolves had reduced drastically as they were slaughtered like animals day by day or some chose to commit suicide than having to be subjected to such vile assaults.
The remaining werewolves that managed to survive the hard times were turned into slaves in the vampire society and the only way they could survive was to grovel to their masters, the vampires.
So seeing a werewolf getting whipped in broad daylight was nothing new to the Princess. She even derived pleasure from watching the rabid dog screaming out in pain.
Ever since childhood, she has been taught that there was no difference between rags and werewolves. Both were equally dirty, equally useless, and should be stomped under your feet to show dominance.
She was raised to believe that werewolves were scavengers who should be put in their place or else, they would be dangerous to you.
To the Princess, a werewolf was like the dirt in her nail.
"My dear Princess" a man came down the hall and smiled at the Princess.
"Pleasant afternoon, uncle" the Princess bowed at her uncle.
Minster Torel was the younger brother of the Empress, Queen Topal, and the father of Lady Eebelle.
After losing his wife years ago, he had submitted all his life in taking care of the empire's affairs as the Chief Minister in the palace.
He is revered and loved by all due to his down-to-earth nature and sincere gestures.
"What are you doing here?" Minister Torel asked his niece.
"Nothing, just watching" the Princess gestured to the scene outside.
"Oh, that slave. She was caught peeping into the private chamber last night. So shameless" Minister Torel shook his head.
"She is being served the right punishment" the Princess agreed.
"Some creatures just don't know their place" the Minister tsked.
"What have you been up to these days, uncle? I barely see you anymore" the Princess asked as they walked down the hall together.
"I have been busy preparing for the ball, my Princess," the Minister said.
"I hope all is well?"
"Yes, it is. You don't need to worry" the Minister ascertained.
"I'm not worried, uncle. I know that you and brother will handle it with no hitches at all," the Princess smiled.
"Good, now go get some and rest and get ready for the big day tomorrow" Minister Torel patted her on the shoulder and walked down the hall.
~Big day tomorrow?~
The Princess thought nervously, she gripped the rail on the veranda tightly as her head tried to fish out possible outcomes of tomorrow night.
Excited was the least word to describe how the Princess felt but she had no choice but to swallow it down because if anything were to go wrong, she knew her family would be shattered.
If the boys can't be the perfect child then Divale must do everything within her capacity to be the best.
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Hey, dear readers,
I hope you're liking it so far?
This was just a brief chapter to show what the werewolves means to the vampires and the Princess.
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Those of you who are being impatient and just can't wait for the werewolf who will captivate our Princess to show up would need to
exercise a little but more patience because he won't be showing up until a fee chapters later.
Sorry!!!
But don't worry, I will make it extremely interesting that you wouldn't even know what passed before he comes in the scene.
And it won't be more than ten chapters, that I can guarantee you so please be a little more patient and keep on reading, my dear ones.
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Bye,
Love from Queen.