Vampires and werewolves have been at war for centuries. In an attempt to make peace, Alessandra, the vampire princess, is wed to the Alpha Emperor of the werewolves, Xavier. All her life, Alessandra has grown up learning that the werewolves are barbaric in nature, a far cry from the elegant vampires. What happens, though, when Alessandra realizes that this is far from the truth? Their relationship starts off rocky with misunderstandings about each other, but through time, a bond slowly builds as they encounter and overcome obstacles together as king and queen, alpha and luna, husband and wife! When a cult started by an ancient vampire attempts to sow discord between two kingdoms, can Alessandra and Xavier maintain peace between both races? Or will their kingdoms fall into war and ruin, dragging their budding love down with it? — [Excerpt] When the guards declared the groom's entrance, everyone's attention turned to the door. I felt a hammer on my chest. Here comes the barbarian, I thought. I was looking away, lowering my gaze. The man entered the wedding hall. I felt like my intestine would come out of my mouth. The sudden gulps of the guests were not going unnoticed in my ears. What caused the guests to respond like that? Was the man that hideous? I lost my zeal to look at him. With a heavy heart, I kept looking away until he stood in front of me. Slowly, I glanced at the man standing in front of me. My heart was pounding so hard that I felt like it would burst. I gasped. There was no way he was the alpha lord and the groom of tonight's wedding. The phenomenally handsome man from earlier was standing right in front of me. Up close, he was multiple times more attractive. Barbaric man? Who? He was radiating such royal energy that even the noblest vampires were intimidated when he entered. My husband-to-be.
I was busy at my office with the paperwork. It was something I was really good at apart from being a noble vampire princess. Since I was supposed to inherit the throne after my father, I would always attend to my father in the royal works. Unlike the other princesses, my father focused on my imperial skills.
I ended up accepting Lady Evelyn's provocation. However, I was not adept at music or dancing. I had developed a passion for art that a lot of the royals would consider monotonous.
I did not want to lose to Lady Evelyn. Living as the Lord's concubine was the last thing I would consider even after my death.
I had not informed Xavier about it yet. I decided to bring the topic to our meal together. Allen entered my chamber and delivered a few more papers.
The oracle issue was going to be resolved soon.
They had already started displacing the mana stones. They did not attempt to place anything more drastic.
"Allen," I beckoned.
"Yes, My Lady," she bowed right away.