“I can only be the villain for you. Never to you” “I don't care…because I would do the same” Althea said with a slight smirk on her lips. *** All her life, Althea wanted a simple life. She had the love of her life and she would have his kids. But everything changed when he broke her heart. The King of Elodonia is now looking for a mate. One to be his queen and wife. Althea prays she would not be chosen but unfortunately fate wasn't on her side. But who said the king was looking for a queen? No, he was looking for his next plaything and he may have found his victim in the heart of a young woman. Life wasn't a bed of roses, so don't expect fluffiness in the castle.
Althea's astonishment was obvious as her eyes locked onto Darian's, her surprise mirrored in the subtle arch of her eyebrows.
It was a moment that caught her completely off guard, as Darian smoothly plucked the hairband from her hand. In that fleeting instant, her world seemed to tilt on its axis, the equilibrium of her expectations disrupted.
But, true to her adaptable nature, Althea's initial shock swiftly transformed into a calculated response. She lowered her head in a hasty curtsy, a gesture filled with reverence and an undercurrent of deference. "Your Majesty," she uttered, her voice infused with the respect due to a king.