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Rules and roses

Delilah Frost uncharmed by the suitors that her father had fancied for her tends not to care about the young gentlemen from whom she had to pick from. Giving up the idea of true love and a man who loves her for who she is rather than crown and kingdom goes to a ball and meets a handsome charming man Eric Corrigan is he the man delilah had longed for was he a friend for a foe???

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CHAPTER 3 : GETTING DOWN TO WORK

As I went down the stairs, my eyes fell on a man whom I had been longing to kill for the past half an hour. He was one of the noblemen who worked around the castle and was the only man with whom I felt comfortable, but times change.

As I walk up to him, I take hold of one of the swords I kept in there for practice. I put the sword around that guy's neck.

"You have less than five minutes to explain why you decided to betray me, "I said with a bit of angst.

"Well, your highness, I have been serving your father rather than you; I don't remember that I devoted my loyalty to you, but I ought to ask or simply beg for forgiveness," he said confidently yet in the most dramatic way possible.

I lowered my sword and looked at him for a minute. "Well, according to the rules you have taught me, when a trusted person commits a crime, he or she shall be punished."

"I also taught you to never let your guard down, princess, "he said, snatching my sword from me, putting it around my neck, and getting a hold of my arms and holding them. He was standing behind me. His breath was hot on my neck as he whispered, "But I suppose rules are meant to be broken, especially for someone as charming as you." The tension between us was palpable, and I couldn't deny the thrill of danger that coursed through me.

I groaned in pain. "You're always two steps ahead." He released me and then swung the sword around, which I always found amusing.

"So what colour are you thinking of?" "he asked when he looked at the fabrics that were put on the shelves.

"I don't know yet. I want to know about Clovelly. How is it? Have you ever been there?" I asked a question that occurred to me as soon as I read that invitation.

"Oh, I have been there; indeed, your highness, the lands of Clovelly are beautiful, so rich in greenery that they leave such a purifying, ennobling impact on the eyes that they may never be forgotten even if one tries to," 'he said, giving a description that excites me, but sadly, the king died last spring, and now his son has been crowned king, which is the reason why they are holding up a ball," he added. " The new king must be eager to showcase the beauty of his kingdom to his subjects and visitors," I remarked, intrigued by the upcoming ball in Clovelly. "It seems like a wonderful opportunity to experience the charm and grandeur of that land firsthand," I thought, considering attending the event.

"But isn't it too early to celebrate or hold up a ball? It has not been long," I said, feeling uneasy. '

"Yes, Your Highness, you are right, but the people need to move on and celebrate their new king," he said emphatically.

I went near the shelves and picked up two fabrics, red and black, and spread them on the table. I laid the black one first, which was made of silk and had a soft touch to it; then I layered a red cloth, which was made out of net; and then I looked at Orion for an endorsement.

"Isn't that a risky combination, princess?" he laughed.

"Well, it might be worth it, if you know what I mean, sir," I remarked while grinning slyly at him.

"I feel something spicy and dangerous coming up, princess," "he said while raising his hands slightly before winking at me. " I chuckled at his comment, feeling a rush of excitement at the thought of what we were about to create together. With Orion by my side, I knew we could turn any risky combination into a masterpiece.

I laughed at his actions. "Just wait; it is going to be a stunning gown."

"Well, I will leave you to it; is there anything you want me to do?" he asked.

"Yes, can you please call Madam Beryl? She was coming with me, but she got called somewhere, and Hypaxia as well," I prompted him.

Of course, I will send both of the ladies down in an instant." He bowed and went back to his duties.

I sat down on one of the chairs and started tracing the length of the gown. I prepared the laydown model for my gown. It took me half an hour to cut the skirt and separate the bodice. I take the bodice, cut the red lace exactly up to its length, and stitch them both together. As I was stitching them both together, Hypaxia and Madam Beryl came down.

"It looks amazing, your grace, black with red, the perfect hint of spice." "Hypaxia said it slightly louder than I expected, which took me off guard and made me giggle. Madam Beryl smiled approvingly and nodded in agreement. I thanked them both for their kind words and continued working on the gown, feeling a sense of accomplishment.

"I have to agree, Your Highness," Madam Beryl said with a spark in her eyes.

"But I cannot complete it with you two; I need " Hypaxia to cut me off.

Hypaxia "I need you to do the shoulder, and, madam Beryl, I am running out of underskirt material. Can you please get me some? We know your Majesty. Let's get it done," she said bluntly while smiling at me. "

''' I was surrounded by limited people, but these limited people were true to me; I did not feel the need to have anyone else around me sometimes. I feel like maybe there is no need for a prince for a happily ever after. I have a beautiful family here, but who doesn't need love and affection from a man you want to spend your life with? I do want to get out of the castle once in a while, "I thought." I pondered the idea of finding love outside the castle walls, wondering if true happiness could be found beyond its confines. Despite my contentment with my family, a part of me longed for a connection that only a romantic partner could provide.