8 (Prologue) Chapter 8- At the wedding banquet

The banquet had went on loud and berserk. Some nobles were in their drunk state and some had went home.

Outside the fine balconies of the Palace stood the refined lady -Talia. Still on her cold complexion and composed state, Talia had her ways in boisterous banquets and hid very well behind the curtains of the balcony to avoid ridiculous chatters and impudent lords who would ask for a dance.

In the cold dark air, she drank quietly and inhaled the scent of alcohol and smoke that had erupted from the sky (fireworks).

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"Where did she ran off to?" Damen wondered innocently. The two had dressed up as a pair, it was no wonder why the lady would hid herself since she didn't want to appear next to Damen that could start up a flare between the ladies and their fiery heart.

"DAMEN you look so ravishing!" "Damen will you ask me to dance?"

"Damen, I can accompany you for the night"

"Damen, my lord, please make use of me."

Damen had the most stressful evening. It was like this in every banquet he attended to. Damen here and there. All these ladies were after tainting Damen's innocence. But Damen's mind had been trivially caught by the devious beauty of the southern princess. She had looked completely devilish with her own beauty. Damen had noticed this since earlier when they arrived for the wedding ceremony and had wanted to offer her a complement.

Damen made haste to free himself from the unwanted attention.

"Ladies, I think I'll end up wetting my pants if you keep talking this way. I'll be right back." Damen who had the looks but was a sore when it came to appealing towards the opposite sex, made his way out.

The ladies swooned and cried for his presence in dismay. Damen is after all a single man and a virgin at that! His innocence and handsome looks were the talk of the noble ladies and had even reached the ears of distant countries. Earning a scandal with him would make you popular, it was as if an invisible contest to win over his heart had begun among the noble ladies. Gaining the favor of Damen would make the hottest trend of the society, owning his heart was a trophy for the lucky lady -for it would mean as the most beautiful noble lady in the whole land and era.

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~(pwwha)

Damen puked out, filling the air with lofty alcoholic smell. It had only been a glass but the delicate lord couldn't handle a small amount.

"How amusing... I feel embarrassed of your delicateness my lord." A sexy voice echoed through Damen's red ears. His face was red all over from puking.

Damen: "Well, if it isn't my fiance..." (Talia, so she was here all this time?)

Talia: "Y-you! Please don't utter nonsense again, someone might hear. Do cut me some slack will you?" (This guy!)

Talia had stuttered form hearing the word 'fiance' - the holy maiden (Mia) had assumed and called her that back in the Western mansion. She had lost her composure for a moment.(How could he say that word?) . Talia was at lost for words, the lord was always full of surprises. Or rather, he had the talent for getting into Talia's nerves.

Damen: "Talia, if you were just any lady that swooned over me, you would be the happiest woman right now..." (Does she hate me that much?)

Talia: "What are you trying to say?" (Is he boasting?)

Damen: "I'm saying, nobody can handle my demeanor the way you do...I've been thinking about it for some time." (Ahh, this is awkward, I feel shy)

Talia: "What do you mean? Are you saying that I have a queer sense of taste-" (Does he think I'm strange? The nerves you've got!)

Damen: "No,no...It's a good thing and rather uncanny. How about it Talia?" (Yes, I got this!)

Talia: "Huh?" (Is he drunk perhaps?)

Damen: "Would you be my fiance?" (There! Phew…It took me a while to say this back in the mansion)

Talia: "F-f--fiance?" (Crazy, he must be! I knew this would all turn into nonsense -heck, I should have left when I had the chance).

Damen: "Why not? It's a win-win for us...I get to have my freedom and ladies won't throw themselves at me…and you, well, you get to be the most beautiful woman of the century -and you get to make me do things which no one has." (Me is brilliant!)

Talia: "E-excuse me?" (DID I HEAR THAT ONE RIGHT?)

'Do things which no one has...

Do things which no one has

..THINGS NO ONE HAS...with DAMEN.'

The words echoed over and over in Talia's mind. What has she gotten herself into?