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Temari and the Crown Prince

*art in cover not mine. no copyright infringement intended* Once when she was young, Temari sneaked out to fulfill her dream to see the world outside the walls of the orphanage where she grew up. It was the night when King Maximus died. In that expedition she met a boy a few years older than her. They were young but their connection was strong. Before they part ways they promised to see each other again. They never did. Ten years later, Temari is now an infamous thief, known for fulfilling the requests of rich clientele. This time a mysterious client came to her. She was tasked to steal her greatest bounty to date: a royal family heirloom. Getting caught means automatic death. Just in time for her new adventure, the Kingdom of Mowsland opened the castle doors for women of marriageable age. It is time for the crown prince to choose his future wife. Temari took this opportunity to infiltrate the castle and steal the royal heirloom. Pretending to be one of the women vying to become a princess, she met Rhys Mospick, the crown prince of Mowsland – and the boy she once met when she was young. Stuck in the drama of the competition to become the next queen and confused because of her heated encounters with the crown prince, Temari realized that this mission is more dangerous than she thought. Danger is in every corner of the castle hallways and a shadow has been lurking in the dark, watching her every move. When Temari learned that her mission is actually not just a simple act of theft, that she was just a pawn in a more complicated scheme … it was too late. note: this is a royal romance story with fantasy and adventure. But I would like to inform the readers that this is going to be romance focused. THERE WILL BE CHEMISTRY AND TENSION AND SEXY TIMES ALONG THE WAY *********** ~EXCERPT~ “YOU ENTERED THE WRONG ROOM, MY LADY." Temari felt like a bucket of ice was thrown at her. She froze and her stomach clenched painfully when she heard that voice. She looked at the direction where it came from but it was too dark for her to see anything. “W-where are you?” “Where are you, not who are you, huh. Either you recognize my voice or you know whose room you entered without permission,” he commented. Temari gasped at the implication of his words. “I didn’t enter this room thinking that you will be here! I just…” “Got lost again?” Before she could think of a good excuse, she already saw a shadow move from the darkness. She stopped breathing when she finally saw the Crown Prince walking like a panther toward her, quiet but predatory. Temari’s eyes widened when the light of the lone candle in the corner of the room finally illuminated him. Rhys got rid of his extravagant prince outfit from the royal ball. His shoulder-length blond hair is wet, most of the strands were sticking to the sides of his face and neck. He looked like he just finished his bath. Not only because of his wet hair but because he was only wearing a long white robe, silk pants and nothing else. He was also barefoot. The robe was loosely tied on his waist so his whole muscled chest and abs were exposed. The pants were too thin and hanging low on his hips. Every time he takes a step forward, the material of his pants hugs his thick thighs and – “Loving what you see?” the Crown Prince asked mockingly. Temari quickly lifted her gaze to his face. “Not at all, Your Highness.” Rhys smirked but his forest green eyes remained cold and cruel. “Lying doesn’t suit a well-bred aristocrat’s daughter, my lady.” That was the problem, isn’t it? Temari is not a well-bred lady. She is an orphan and an infamous thief.

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An Unexpected Invitation

"I'M TIRED. Let me just go to my room and stay there, Emma."

"You can't do that, Lady Temari. Even though there are no scheduled activities this afternoon, you still need to mingle around."

Temari wanted to scream at her lady's maid and run away. She didn't want to mingle with the princesses and ladies. She has a more important mission than to idle around. Aside from that, her sense of danger has been on high alert since lunch. She couldn't forget the fact that Princess Miya caught her in the act of staring at the crown prince. The more she thought about it, the more convinced she was that the princess also saw that Rhys was the first one to stare at her.

No one was supposed to know that Temari has been interacting with the crown prince.

"They prepared the blue drawing room for everyone today. If you excuse yourself, some might wonder why. You need to be there, my lady," Emma insisted.

Temari suddenly stopped struggling. She looked at the maid. "Blue drawing room? Where is that?"

The lady's maid looked relieved that she showed interest. "It is a room used for informal gatherings or when the royal family has visitors. It is located at the east side of the castle. You can stay there and drink tea with the other ladies. I heard that some of them will bring books to read. Others will bring their thread and needles for knitting. It is a good way for you to get to know the other guests, Lady Temari."

Temari almost winced at the mention of the ladies' hobbies. She is the type who couldn't stay seated for more than one hour. She couldn't imagine how people can last staying in one place reading a book, knitting or just drinking tea while gossiping for hours.

Still, that blue drawing room is a place in the castle she hasn't been to before. What if the royal heirloom was hidden in some secret compartment in that room? When will she even get the chance to walk the hallways of the east part of the castle toward that drawing room? Temari knew she has to take advantage of this situation now.

"Oh well, you win. I will go the blue drawing room but I cannot promise that I will mingle with the others."

Temari knew that if she spends more time with them they will notice that she is an impostor. That was why she was avoiding interacting with any of them.

Emma smiled and sighed in relief. "That's good to hear, my lady. We should head back to your room for a moment to change your dress and fix your hair and add color to your cheeks and lips."

Temari frowned. "Why do I have to do that? You just said there will be no activities? Why do I need to change my dress if I will just sit there and drink tea?"

The moment Emma frowned back she realized her huge mistake. She shouldn't have asked that because as a lady who was brought up in an aristocratic family, Temari was supposed to know the etiquettes related to gatherings in the drawing room.

Fortunately, the lady's maid didn't ask questions. Instead, she leaned closer to Temari and whispered, "I heard rumors."

That got her interest. She leaned closer to Emma. "What rumors?"

"They said there are hidden doors in the blue drawing room. That there is a possibility that the crown prince will use one of those hidden doors to appear and mingle later. That is why all the princesses and ladies went to their rooms first so they can look their best when he appears later. You must look your best too, my lady."

Temari stopped listening when she heard the first mention of hidden doors. She remembered the hidden room in the royal library and the old scrolls and notebooks there. She wondered what she could see inside the hidden doors in the blue drawing room? Where will those doors lead to?

"Then I should really change into a new dress. We should go head to my room now," Temari uttered. She needs to get her master key. She only has her dagger tied in one of her thigh as of the moment.

Emma smiled and lead the way. Temari followed while her mind is already making plans. Surely, when everyone is busy with tea, gossip, reading and knitting, no one will notice if she tries to look for hidden doors? She just has to be as invisible to them as possible.

That last plan was ruined the moment Temari entered the blue drawing room almost one hour later. Not just because almost everyone was in there already but because a lady's maid came forward and stopped in front of her.

"Lady Temari of Winterfield?" the maid greeted with a respectful bow.

She blinked and looked at Emma who was standing behind her. Her maid looked surprised. She glanced at Temari and leaned to whisper, "She is Princess Miya's attendant."

That made her spine shiver in dread. She looked back at the attendant in front of her. "Yes?"

The woman remained in her respectful position as she said, "Her Highness Princess Miya of Ufrad is inviting you to have tea with her."

Temari almost declined on the spot but she was able to stop herself.

It turned out that it was for the best since the attendant continued to speak, "Her Highness already requested tea and snacks for the two of you. Please follow me, Lady Temari."

So the princess will not take no for an answer. Temari swallowed the tension stuck in her throat. When the attendant turned and began to walk she knew she had no choice but to follow.

She began to walk, Emma following behind her. When she did the wrong move of looking around she realized that everyone is looking at her. Most of them look curious while some look confused. She will not be surprised if these women will know what she and Princess Miya will talk about over tea and snacks.

Temari swallowed and looked ahead, avoiding everyone's gaze.

[I have a bad feeling about this.]