SEVENTH PRINCE OF BELIGIAN

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The sound of footsteps woke me up; the cell guards had entered my dungeon room. I was terrified. "What do they want?"

"Blindfold her," suggested one of them.

"What do you want from the Dungeon Princess?" I inquired, but I was ignored; no one respects me here.

Two maids held me; I tried to resist but couldn't, while the other maid covered my eyes with a piece of cloth.

"Lord Tarot, we are finished here."

Lord Tarot walks in.

"Father!!" I screamed because I knew my father was called Tarot. But I have never seen him.

"Yes, I am your father." "Your husband is here to take you home," he announced. These were the first words I ever heard from my father. His first words to me was about selling me out to strangers.

"What husband? Can the dungeon princess not leave, father? I said, reaching out to touch my dad. But he was very far away from me.

"Dungeon princess, you have to leave." He spoke, and I smiled. My father has a lovely voice, and although I have not seen his face, I am confident he will be a very handsome man.

The maids blindfolded me and took me out, but I have no idea where we were going. As I exited the dungeon, the outside temperature was hot and refreshing. For 18 years, I was confined to the cold dungeon. The outside felt different; I had never felt such nice air in my entire life.

The maids bathed and dressed me, but I was still blindfolded. I have no idea what my dress looked like or what was going on in the room.

They brought me out after walking a long distance.

"Dungeon, Princess!! Please be on your best behavior; do not let them send you back here. Just do whatever the prince says. Okay?" said the maid, whispering into my ear.

"Do you know why King Tarot blindfolded you? So you will never find your way back home. After all, you don't know how the mansion looks like. He does not want you to return, so beware of that prince; he eats humans. If he wants to eat you; let him eat you, because you have no home to return too."

"My Lord, she is here," the maid announced.

My father took my hands and placed them in a very cold one. The hand was hard and cold, and it appeared to be twice as large as mine. He grabbed my waist, drawing me closer to him.

His grip on my waist was also very firm. "Okay, King Tarot. We will be on our way," I heard my supposed husband's manly voice, which sounded sweet to my ears.

"My Prince, won't we perform a Purity test before we take her home?" The Belgian Matchmaker asked.

"No, we do not have time for that," replied my new husband.

"She is twenty years old and a princess. There is no way she is not pure; she has not had any contact with the opposite sex since birth. "Only female maids and her sister's have served her," King Tarot explained.

"A princess must be chaste, or you do not trust me. "Mr Matchmaker!!"

"It is okay, King Tarot; let us go; we do not have time. I have to present my wife before Godmother comes back," said my husband.

He held my hands firmly, and he took me into his carriage"

He carefully placed my legs on the carriage floor. He loosened the blind fold, my eyes were hurting badly.

I rubbed my eyes, it hurts because of the tight blindfold.

"Don't hurt your eyes," he said, moving my hands away from my eyes.

Opening my eyes to see clearly, I met the most beautiful creature I have ever seen.

His eyeball were like the color of a blazing fire. His cheeks full but perfectly curve like a ball.

He was beautiful and handsome, his smiles were inviting and captivating. It was like a clarion call inviting me into his world.

I suddenly hugged him, because I felt safe by his presence.

"Your dad said, the blindfold is your kingdoms tradition. I never knew you had such tradition," said My husband, patting my back.

"I am sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I am Prince Laurent the Seventh. No need for that but I just want to say it."

I chuckled, he smiled as he released himself from my tight hug.

"So what is your name?" he asked me.

I was just staring at him smiling,

"Uhmm, what is your name? Did you forget your name." he asked again.

The carriage driver turns to him.

"My prince, are you sure she isn't foolish? Since I have been staring at her, she doesn't seem normal." He said, furrowing his brow.

"Normal or abnormal, she is my wife now," Prince Laurent said.

"Prince Laurent, I still don't understand why you insisted on marrying a princess from a poor nation," said the carriage driver.

"Face the road Jules, you have no right to question your prince decision." said Prince Laurent.

"Forgive my manners, my Prince." he bowed his head slightly and continued riding the carriage.

"My princess, your name is Tiamera. Your dad said so. If anyone ask, you say,"I am princess Tiamera." Prince Laurent said, while he carressed my hair gently.

I nodded my head in response with wide smile. I placed my head on his shoulders, clutching to his arms.

I stayed in that position, for a long time, he never pushed me away. "Isn't he the wolf prince that eats people? Why he is different from the rumors,"

We arrived at a mansion in the evening of the next day, it was a really long ride, I was nausea and hungry. The mansion was a very beautiful white castle. The floors and gate were made of gold, it glittered so much.

He held my hands as he arrived at the mansion entrance, I was all smiles as I scanned the evrionment.

He smiled, noticing I like his house.

Three women came out to meet us, their faces wasn't all that happy to see us.

They poured burned charcoal on the floor that was very red and smoke coming out of it.

"Queen mother said "Before the unclean girl from an unknown origin enters the palace, She must step over this with her barefoot" said one of the ladies, throwing daggers through her eyes.