Disowned for being a human, Vivian was taken in as a maid at the age of seven by the Carmichael household. Serving one of the most respected and elite pureblood families in Bonelake, there were rules. Rules that must be followed by all servants and maids. Like everyone else, Vivian was repeatedly reminded not to disobey the rules. But before she could learn to blend into the background like the other servants, the Duke's young son calls to her, “Bambi.” And all hell breaks loose. ----- "What? Never seen a bruise before?" Leonard scoffed at the girl. "Does it hurt?" Vivian asked, gently kneeling beside him and examining the several bruises covering his face. "Not that much." Remembering what her mother used to do when she got a bruise, Vivian brought her sleeve to her mouth and blew warm air on it before placing it on the boy's cheek, taking him by surprise. Leonard swatted her hand away, a hint of pink appearing on his cheeks embarrassed, "W-what are you doing?" "Mama told me this will make the pain go away," the girl held her hand close to her chest as she shared her past memory. "I’m not a child!” Leonard huffed at her. “I don’t think you’re a child,” she stared at him with a crystal-clear gaze. Taken aback, Leonard locked eyes with her for two seconds before shaking his head. “Don’t worry about it. They’ll heal in a day or two anyways," he reassured her before getting up and taking a seat at the table where his books were placed. "Odd girl," he muttered to himself as he pulled the top book from the stack and lost himself in it.
In a realm of four kingdoms... Two kingdoms were close to war, Prince Eirik, the fourth prince of Valeidio, a Ferre with a beauty that could rival the gods, was thrust into a marriage alliance with Prince Kaelix, the strong and proud heir of Zephyros. Both princes where determined to fight against the fate forced on them. But as they clash in a battle of wills, the lines between duty and desire begin to blur. Will they find a way to accept each other, or will their resistance tear them apart? Will their hearts ever align, or are they destined to remain enemies bound by their obligation? The answers lie within the chapters, but be warned: once you start, you might not be able to stop until the last secret is revealed. in *A Royal Obligation* somethings are not as it seems. ------------ Excerpt: Eirik's breath slowed, his heart beating a steady rhythm as he grasped the delicate fabric of his veil. He could feel the tension building in the room, thickening the air as every eye fixed upon him. Even before the veil was lifted, he was aware of the whispers circulating through the hall. Curiosity, skepticism, and a hint of malice swirled in the minds of those present, none more so than in Prince Kaelix, whose demand had set this spectacle into motion. As the veil began to slip from his fingers, Eirik's mind was a flurry of thoughts. *This isn't about me,* he reminded himself. *This is about the alliance, about Valeidio, about preventing war.* His resolve solidified, and he let the veil fall, revealing his face to the entire court. The collective gasp that followed was almost audible. Silence descended upon the hall like a heavy curtain, as if time itself had stopped. The musicians halted their playing, the dancers froze in mid-step, and the servants, previously bustling around the room, stood motionless, their eyes wide in shock. For a long moment, nobody moved. Even the ever-composed Prince Kaelix found himself momentarily speechless. ----------- Warning! THIS BOOK CONTAIN N.C SCENE! THIS IS THE ONLY WARNING YOU WILL GET FROM THIS AUTHOR, ANY CHAPTER COULD BE AN ADULT SCENE! HAHA