23 [Bonus chapter] Haughty Prince

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The day passed faster than pages in the book.

Soon it was just a week before the ceremony.

For Donovan, it was a usual morning.

"Can I stay?" A woman in her late twenties was laying in his arms. Donovan's hands were roaming all over her mature body with all the curves well defined and smooth.

"Don't push your luck more." Came the cold reply and he retreated his hand before sitting up on the bed and walking away.

"Aren't you happy with me?" She asked and stood up from the bed as well. The sheet wrapped on her body fell on the floor as she made her way towards the man. Her hands wrapped around his body like a veil wrapped around a tree.

"You came here to fulfill your own dirty desires. For me, it was nothing special. " He replied with a smirk on his lips.

The woman pursed her lips and her eyes narrowed.

Yes, she was the one who came to him, he didn't have to treat her like that. For him, bedding her was the same as bedding any other woman?

"Do you also think of me as your whores that you f*ck every day?" She asked in anger.

Donovan turned at the woman who was looking angrily at him.

"Just because I let you in and entertained you for a while didn't mean that you are better than them in my eyes." The man said bluntly, not caring about the feelings of the lady standing in front of him.

"You…." Tears stung out of her eyes and anger rose.

"I'm a daughter of the grand duke and a dignified lady of this state." She said angrily. His words have hurt her heart and ego.

"And what does it have to do with me?" He asked indifferently.

"It's not like we did this for the first time. You know the rules." Donovan said bluntly.

"I'm…"

"One more word and you will never be able to enter this chamber again." He caught hold of her jaw and muttered slowly in her ears.

The grip was so painful that tears formed in her already red eyes.

Donovan then pushed her and went into the bathroom.

The woman looked at his leaving back and gritted her teeth. Her eyes glaring at the man but there was silver of fear as she knew she won't be able to do anything to him even if she wanted to. No one was able to.

She gathered herself up and covered herself with a shawl before exiting the main door.

"Lady Priscilla, this way…" A small voice called for her as soon as she exited from the back door.

A young girl clad in a maid outfit walked towards her with the black cloak in her hand.

She hastily covered the lady with it and led her from the back way.

"Any longer and we would have been caught." Maid Murmured as they left successfully without being seen.

Donovan was a man who absolutely like privacy in and near his room while he was present. All the servants knew this and did all the work after the prince left the promise.

Well, it was a blessing for them in some way. With his eccentric temper, there was no guarantee when he flared upon others and one of them lost their life due to fright.

That's why even though it was morning there was not even a bird flapping his wings.

The maid looked up at her lady who was visibly in a foul mood.

After crossing the back courtyard they exit the castle from the back door which falls in the courtyard.

"Did anything happen?" A maid asked as soon as they sat on the carriage standing behind the castle.

"No." Priscilla replied but the experienced maid could tell from the first glance that something was amiss.

And she could also guess what must have happened behind that closed door.

The quick-witted maid then decided to keep her mouth shut. Soon the carriage disappeared far away.

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Soon the month passed and the journey came to an end.

"This is Rockshire. City of stones and marbles." Brandon was standing beside Silja as they glanced at the port where they could sense lots of hustle and bustle.

The whole crew on the ship was preparing to anchor the ship.

With a loud noise, the ship halted at the dock and everyone looked excited to finally step foot on the hard land.

The journey in the sea was exciting yet exhausting.

Silja was still standing at the dock taking in the foreign land and observing around.

The first thing she noticed was the clothes and style of the people here which were more free and bold than Atlanea.

From now on the fight will start, she was alone in a foreign land. Alone to survive and live. Silja looked at the foreign land in front of her, she didn't know what awaited her here.

"This way, my lady." Henry, who was with the captain till now, walked towards her. She took a deep breath and held her head high.

"Welcome to the North. This is the gate city of North Rockshire." He took her hand and helped her to come down.

Silja saw a few women standing at the deck. One of them was clad in more bright and expensive clothes.

Silja walked ahead, Mira was trailing behind.

"This is Lady Helen, Duchess of Rockshire." Henry introduces the woman to Silja.

"Welcome princess Silja." The woman said with a slight bow and smirk on her lips. She looked like she was in her late thirties, but was way too older in actual age. The woman was a dragon. The one who can not shift.

Silja nodded her hand and the lady pursed her lips still smiling.

"Please, have some rest first at the duchy before starting the journey to the capital." The woman said again.

"Sure." Silja said and a woman gestured towards the small carriage which was standing ahead.

"That will be very kind of you." Silja replied politely and started to walk in the direction of the carriage.

The woman standing behind narrowed her eyes and glared at her back.

"My lady, please lead the way." Henry said, looking at the woman who was glaring at the human princess.

As soon as she looked at Henry, the woman changed her expression and smiled warmly before walking ahead.