“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.
In the grand hall adorned with opulent chandeliers and intricate tapestries, the masquerade ball was in full swing, its enchanting ambiance filling the air. Althea, her heart fluttering with anticipation, had meticulously chosen her attire, hoping that by obeying King Darian's request, she would discover the whereabouts of her dear friends, Heather and Olivia.
As Althea entered the ballroom, the sweet melodies of a chamber orchestra greeted her. The music, a symphony of strings and woodwinds, wrapped around her like a magical spell, captivating her senses. The graceful rhythm of the waltz enticed the guests, their elegant movements perfectly synchronized with each note that hung in the air.