His sunshine.

Ellen sat comfortably while the Royal stylist and her maid dress her up. She thought about her conversation with Richard earlier that morning. Richard was clearly shaken by the new information.

He would not believe the story if not for the fact that Ann was standing right beside him and nodding her head in agreement. He honestly did not mind keeping his existence a secret, after all his life was at stake. To be more accurate someone always wanted his life from his birth.

Ellen's maids helped her stand up from her chair while the stylists adjusted her dress. Soon enough a veil convered her face and as if in cue someone knocked on her door.

"My Princess, it is time," the savant who step in informed.

Ellen nodded her head in response. She was feeling scared, nervous, and angry. Her emotions were all over the place, like her, pams and forehead were sweating. Her maid waited patiently for her to move but Ellen could not move her legs, they felt stuck to the ground.

"My Princess," one of the maids called, when the princess refused to move. Ellen nodded her head in response, and managed to lift her leg with difficulty.

The maids walked behind her quetly as they step out of her chamber and descended the stairs. Ellen kept reminding herself that it was her responsibility. "I am not even safe here. Maybe it will be best to stay with a real beast, than a two-face viper" She comforted herself.

Down the stair, she made her way to the wedding hall. King George was already waiting for her. He was feeling really sad, and he could not bring him to look at her face.

"Father," Ellen muttered as she stood before him. King George nodded his head and took her right hand. "Father apologize, If I had another choice I would not do this." King George said.

Ellen nodded her head, " I understand, I am the peace offering," Ellen reply. King George shook his head helplessly. At that moment the door to the hall was pulled open. Ellen took a deep breath and followed her father's lead.

As she looked ahead she saw the man wearing all black standing ahead. Even his face was covered with a mask. She felt suffocated and scared. If she was not holding on to her father she would have fallen or fainted. 'Why was even his face cover?' she asked herself as goosebumps appeared all over her body.

How she managed to walk to him she was not aware. George gently pulls off the robe of the Bozoa royal family. 'A married daughter is indeed spilled water,' he thought as he walked back to his chair handing over the robe to the first gaurd.

"In presence of the god of marriage..." the priest began, and Ellen closed her eyes trying to, stop the tears that were about to fall from her eyes. She was so carried away with composing herself that she could not hear a thing around her until the prince took his robe with Avalo emblem and hung it on her shoulder as a sign of their marriage and his protection.

Ellen felt strange when the robe touched her shoulders. She somehow felt safe and protected she could not understand the feeling of comfort that took away her fear. His closeness felt familiar she could not explain, so she got curious and opens her eyes, which turned out to be a bad choice because her eye meets his the moment they open.

She felt her body stiff, and she would have sworn to have seen fire in those eyes. It scared her but there was something familiar about those eyes that made her even extra curious.

The prince on the other hand had a small smile on his lips when their eyes met, which went unnoticed. He felt genuinely happy. Ellen has become his sunshine. She may not know it, but he defiled his father and ended the war because of her.

Sure he could have killed her father and taken over her kingdom and force her to be his, but he did not want her to hate him. Who was he kidding, he knew she would hate him for ruining her life by marrying him but it will definitely be less if her father was safe. Besides he never asked to marry her, her father was the one that chose her. The king has two daughters but after he found out Ellen's mother was dead he was certain she would be handed over to him.

Looking at her standing by his side now he remembered the first time he set his eyes on her.

It was during the war, he did not join the war at the beginning, so when he did Bozoa began to have more injured men. One of the days he set out without his men into Boaza camp. Something that was very easy to do, giving the fact that he could make himself invincible. Of course, his spell was not so strong, so he only used it when necessary. Besides, given that no one knows what he looks like he only used the hidden spell to get into the camp. Once inside he blended into the crowd perfectly after he stole another soldier's Armor.

While he blended into the camp perfectly. The prince noticed that the injured soldiers were been carried out of the camp, so he joins, just out of curiosity. Since he did not have his mask he used a cloth stained with blood to wrap around his head to cover his hair which would have given him away easily. Not that he was afraid to be captured he did not just want to fight alone.

He helped the injured people to the new camp, where they would be treated. He saw nothing special in the camp and was about to leave when his eye landed on a beautiful figure. She was nothing like the environment. She looked like a beautiful rose among weeds or maybe a lamb among wolves. He was not sure which.

He kept staring at her and his lips unconsciously curved upwards. It was not just her beauty, something about her drew him to her. "What was she doing here " was the first question he asked himself. He noticed her clothes, and he was sure she was of a wealthy family. What was a young miss like her doing in a place filled with blood and pain? He could not wrap his head around it. "who could she be?" he muttered under his breath.

"Your highness you should rest," someone said as if answering his question.

'Highness! Does that mean she is a princess.' Sure enough, he was aware the king had two daughters. "Why would a king allow his daughter in a places like this?" he muttered.

Ellen felt an intense gaze on her, she tried to ignore it at first but after a long while, she could still feel the eye on her, so she decided to look in the direction she felt the gaze from. It was not new for some of her father's men to stare at her, but there was something different about that gaze she felt.

Her eyes unintentionally met the eyes of the most handsome man she has ever seen. He looked like someone pulled out from a perfect painting.

She unconsciously smiled at him and just like that the prince interest in her peck. She was the first person to smile at him genuinely for as long as he could remember. Although he knew she did that because she was unaware of who he is, he was still smitten by her beautiful smile. Besides, she was not the first to have seen him without his mask but none of those people ever smiled at him the way she did.

The men looked at him with envy, while the women lust after his looks. But her smile was sweet and pure, it made him feel human, instead of a beast or cursed like everyone sees him. And just like that Ellen becomes the sunshine in his darkness without realizing it.

He could not let her go, so he overthrows his father's words and offered the truce. Besides, his brothers are wolves, who knows if they will also get interested in her after the war.