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HER MAJESTY, HIS ROYALTY

Chapter 7 EPISODE 6: LOVE'S FIRST DANCE

Word Count: 3296    |    Released on: 31/08/2023

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he exciting week ahead and is eagerly preparing for it," Viscountess Case

from the back, setting off a chorus of enthus

that's because we consistently visited places I had already been to numerous ti

ed, must be quite acquainted with Gordiee. Just then, I scanned the crowd to spot Mshell nearby. Our gaz

t would satisfy both him and me. Perhaps he hadn't noticed, but the shift from his tearful encounter with Hayley to his newfound interest in me felt peculiar. Then again, my mi

hras, where the Emperor resides. The royal majesties will be our gracious hosts, so you must conduct yourselves with t

exuberant cheers before we w

tracurricular activities here at Crowns than to our actual stu

," Hayley chimed in with her signature teasing t

ledge we acquire through these extracurricular pursuits proves more valuable and enduring than the content of our standard curriculum," I interjected, not en

as if I'm ever wrong

nce between what you were referring to and what Evly was," Jane re

ng on this lovely morning?" he greete

ed, her grin stretching from ear to ear as if she'd wo

ppeared awkward, but given that it was Jane, it wasn't unusual. Her manner

and quipped, "Really? I would have never guessed; y

ould hear Hayley's subdued laughter, yet Jane

retorted before turni

arlo responded with a playful bow, h

d a smile with Carlo before following Jane. Since Hayle

iz would bring my lunch to the library since it was usuall

like for lunch?" Kaniz inquired

arling. I'll be heading

it wasn't as noisy as I had imagined. Many of the royals avoided

by a cafeteria worker who asked for my order. Just as

steer clear of t

ortably settled into the seat beside

nd the brash salad," he suggested, his gr

a try," I responded,

n't be disappoint

if you're join

ing, we lingered and chatted for a few more minutes. Sometimes, the topics of our conversation s

HE

ooking forward to it. She had even designated me as her guide for the trip. Things had taken an awkward turn between us ever since I confessed my feelings. I couldn't blame her for not g

y her boldness. Yet, it felt different with Evly. Our connection ran deeper; our conversations were substantial and meaningful. I often caught myself lost i

le, and her cascade of curly ginger hair was the crowning glory. Her graceful figure only added to her allure. But beyond

rd. The responsibility for our current state rested solely on my shoulders. I couldn't help but ponder Evly's feelings. Did

d in. My suite buzzed with activity as

ndering if my musings had escaped my lips. But

Jerry chuckled, settling beside me. He ha

king or injecting a touch of sarcasm? I had confided in him about my confession to E

med clueless about matters of the heart. I doubted he had ever be

I retorted, mimicking his style

and retreated

hone: "I'm so excited for tomorrow. Sleep we

been texting me more frequently, yet in person, she kept her distance, offering only fleeting smiles and sidelong glances. I truly had no inkling of her thoughts—what was she truly contempla

t what about Evly's feelings? I needed insight into her emotional landscape, reg

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p. Her enthusiasm was shared by all of us, and no one obj

r station, where students were already lining up to board the plane. Crown

already seated, and to my astonishment, I found my assigned seat next to him. Crown Airlines had designed their planes for comfort

greeted Mshell with a broad smile as I took my seat bes

ayful tone. Our conversation flowed smoothly thro

tourage welcomed us with an air of majesty. With Mshell by my side, I couldn't

at Crowns was relatively small; there were limits to how many royals a country could have, and not all of

Mshell replied with a smi

ust then, he gently took my hand, and we moved forward. A g

cere expression. As the other students entered limousines of various co

that might have fueled unnecessary speculation. After all, we were all on a

hey must have been on the other planes, I thought. Returning my attenti

such gestures as a princess, this one felt different. Was it

to the Gordiee," Mshell

r some refreshments? I have my latest Vanilla Cake and Ice-cre

favourite, and I firmly believed you couldn't go wrong with it,” I said.

truly versatile,

us. It stopped by my side and transformed into a

t into laughter – it was a charming little thing. How had

I thought. But was it all becau

table cake and ice cream combo. The first bite was a revelation – the best thing I'd ever tasted. The vanilla fla

d the experience felt like a mini vacation. Athras Central was even more enchanting than my dad had described, and with Mshell as my guide, it felt

buzzing with other students who had arrived earlier. My eyes quickly located Jane and Marsha

ow amazing this city is!" I exclaim

even start on the charm of this place,

ious look, clearly not entirely

one's knight in shining armour?"

see Hayley perched beside a s

ver fail to surprise us," Jane said, shak

him, but he was conspicuously absent. If I'm honest, it has been a while since I last saw them together. I coul

Gordiee seemed to come alive. Royal students occupied every corner, cap

something else. Look at the atmosphere, the ancient ruins, the entire setting. I

ement, his eyes takin

child, yet it never ceases to amaze me. This is living hist

ing to the same knightly figure that Ha

igued by the name Bermling bu

to recount a captivating narrative,

else. He started as an orphan, seeking refuge in the palace stables. Both his parents worked in the castle, but after the

e he was weaving, and imagined

nk of falling from his balcony. Despite his hunger and hardships, Bermling dashe

almost seeing it come to life in

ation for Bermling evident in his words. "And here's the most intriguing

statue stood tall and proud, a symbol of the incredible story he had just shared with me. At that mo

uldn't help but notice his features—had he always been this handsome? A loose curl of his raven-black hair brushed against his forehead, his lip

at Mshell was undeniably attractive—somethin

lowing?" he asked, lock

ling an odd mix of ner

elievable," he responded, his eyes

ing between us. With Mshell, every interaction felt effor

ything all right?" he inquired, hi

e as Vanilla?". I blushed, attemp

t suits you. Hope you don't mind

y when it came from him. But my mind was far from settled—I like

ts could hold me back,

ur lips met, I felt a mix of

d completely let go of inhibitions a

completely l

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