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Kidnapped by my Enemy

Imagine getting kidnapped by your enemy. Trust me! It is as exciting as it sounds. You may be thinking I have lost my mind for getting excited when I am kidnapped. I swear it wasn't planned by me. The thing is by getting kidnapped I was able to escape my arranged marriage. And... My enemy turned out to be an incredibly handsome prince. ________________________ The romance part will start from chapter 50 Every gift will be appreciated with additional chapters. ________________________ Please support my new novel. "The badass Wife of a Hot Billionaire"

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Arianna/Thea

"Princess, it is time." a maid said, and Princess Alyssa, with others made her way out of the chamber.

me and Cyril also started to follow when Melina stopped us.

"Where do you think the both of you are going?" she asked.

"To the party," Cyril replied, he looked excited.

With a wicked smile on her face she revealed, "No first years in the party. Do you think the princess will be flanked by the first years like you?" she scoffed, "the first years are not allowed in the party."

I can see the smile slip off Cyril's face as he realized that the poor guy must have really wanted to go to the party.

"It seems you are also not allowed to be in the party." I said with a sweet smile, "let's go Cyril,"

He led me to a lounge where the other first years I had seen in the dressing room were present.

"You don't have to be sad; it is not as fun as you think." I said to him.

"How do you know? Have you been to any royal party before?" been to? There have been parties held for me.

"You could say that." I shrugged not wanting to delve into the details.

"Really?" he asked his eyes widening, "i wish I also had a chance to see them."

There was a group of witches forming in the corner of the lounge we were in. And it was rapidly growing.

I frowned not knowing what is happening.

That is when I heard one of them squeal, I went to investigate what is happening.

"Really? Did you really see him?" what are they talking about?

"Did you really see the prince?" one of them asked, making me stop in my tracks.

"Yes, he was a sight to behold." a witch replied as the one next to her jumped squealing in delight.

I sighed shaking my head in disbelief. They had me worried for a second.

"He was so handsome, the way he moved it was..." she trailed off. Clearly imagining the prince.

Now that I remember there is supposed to be a prince. A smile pulled at my lips as I remembered the princess's words.

She said he is the most handsome person in the world. I wonder if it is true.

"He looked like a god I could worship. And his hair..."

"Thea." someone called my name interrupting me from hearing what the witch was saying.

I turned to find, Dennis the soldier I had seen when I was with kalo.

"Hello, Dennis," I said waving at him.

"Oh my!" He stopped in his tracks as he neared me. "You look absolutely beautiful."

"Thank you."

"i haven't seen you since the last time." he said, "i just wanted to let you know that the soldiers wanted me to thank the lady who gave them delicious treats."

"it was a pleasure that you guys enjoyed it."

"Hey! Have you seen kalo?" I asked, I have not seen him since I literally ran into him last time. I was so embarrassed from all the teasing from Cosmo that I ran away not apologizing.

"There he is." Dennis said pointing at a man with black hair.

I frowned in confusion, as I watched the man walking around laughing at something the guy beside him said.

He is not kalo.

"kalo," Dennis shouted waving at him, the kalo waved back smiling.

I was about to say that to Dennis when I realized that the last time I had seen him with Dennis he was looking like this guy in front of me.

i didn't know what to say. I think I might have misunderstood. The guy I have been thinking is not kalo? Then who is he?

"Do you know anyone with white hair?" I asked Dennis.

"White hair?" He asked, "There are only two people in the palace with white hair, there were two people. Our late queen. Queen Selena."

"i am talking about a guy."

"Miss," a maid appeared in front of me, "the princess is calling for you."