Hazel, a commoner is made to marry a prince who is hated by even his own brothers, after all issues were solved and paid reinged, her husband is poisoned and her daughter has to marry a demon to save him.
Hazel's hands were all wet from sweat, she was so nervous as she sat in the carriage. She really hated her life as the most beautiful commoner. Her life was only trouble after trouble and now a prince whom she knew nothing about and has never seen before wanted her as his wife.
She was only a commoner after all, getting married to the greatest warrior of all time who was rumoured to be a demon.
Hazel was too lost in her thoughts to realise that the carriage had come to a halt. She only awakened from her thoughts when the carriage door opened.
"Follow me." A woman said.
Hazel followed the woman into a room.
"Clean yourself up, his highness would be coming over soon." The woman said as they had arrived.
After cleaning up, Hazel sat down and waited patiently for her husband to arrive. And he didn't take long. As he walked in, Hazel felt her heartbeat quicken.
"Are you the girl?" He asked.
"Yes, your highness." Hazel replied.
He then walked towards her, but as he got closer, Hazel subconsciously inched backwards.
He stared at her for sometime before he left without a word.
He looked so devilishly handsome as the rumours stated. But he had pure white hair, unlike the rumours. But he had those lava like eyes that made her feel as if he was looking deep inside her soul.
Hazel slept alone that night, she woke up the next morning, took her bath before she went out of her room. As she strolled through the hallway, the maids murmured at her.
"I heard she's forcing herself on his highness."
"It's such a shame he didn't even sleep with her last night, he slept with Princess Lydia."
Hazel was infuriated, this was simply outrageous and she was running out of control, she just can't take it anymore.
"Why are you people even maids? You could've done great as journalists." She finally blurted out.
"How dare you raise your voice at us? You are no different from us, you are just a commoner." One of the maids said.
"Oh no you're wrong, there's a big difference between us, see, you're a commoner who became a maid and I'm the commoner who became the Prince's wife, draw the line." Hazel said.
"Do you know who I am." The maid asked.
"Of course I do. You are a person who never brushes her teeth and therefore talks a lot to get the bad smell out." Hazel said and started to walk away. She really regrets speaking now, this was her first day here and she was causing trouble already, what would her husband think of her?
But the maid was not willing to let Hazel of the hook. She ran to catch up with Hazel and slapped her.
"What? Just wait until his highness hears of this despicable character of yours." Hazel said.
"Let's see who would get a more severe punishment." The maid said.
"What makes you think so highly of yourself?" Hazel was honestly curious about why the maid was holding herself at such a high standard.
"I am closest to the Princess Lydia." The maid said holding her head high. It now seemed to Hazel that the whole reason why she held on to the argument was so that she could tell her this.
"And who is this Princess Lydia?" Hazel asked. She had heard one of the maids refer to her earlier as the one the Prince slept with last night.
"She is the Prince's first wife." The maid said.
Before Hazel could speak, another maid came over.
"His highness has invited you to join him for breakfast in the garden." She said.
"Lead the way." Hazel replied and followed the maid as if nothing had been happening.