Ch. 146..150: The Vampire Prince's Blindfolded Bride Chapter 146-150

Chapter 146: It makes me doubtful

Magnus returned to the chamber and found out from Tobias that Alora was with Lillian and her friends.

"Why?" Magnus frowned to hear that.

"Princess Lillian wishes to get Princess Alora involved in her friend circle. Isn’t it good that Her Highness will now slowly get familiar with more people?" Tobias remarked.

Though Magnus didn’t wish his wife to be involved with Lillian, but then he thought to let Alora build her relationship with Lillian.

"Your Highness, since tomorrow your first day in the Council, your new clothes are here. I have already put them in your wardrobe. For Princess Alora, the cloak is ready too," Tobias informed him.

"I would like you to find out about a vampire hunter’s organization," Magnus instructed him.

"The one from which Rubin belonged?" Tobias asked to confirm.

"Yes. The Night Saviors. Don’t ask Rubin about it," Magnus asserted.

"It seems His Highness doesn’t trust Rubin," Tobias stated.

"You think I’ll trust a random human so easily!? His mind is so pure that it makes me doubtful. Also, the attack on us during our return was to free Dylan, but where is he? We have no clue of him. Rubin wants to be in the council, and again, the reason is unknown," Magnus spoke out his doubts. "You don’t have to share it with anyone," he added.

"I understand, Your Highness," said Tobias.

"I also think Damien isn’t dead. He can’t die this easily. It’s my strong intuition that I’ve missed something," Magnus shared with him.

Tobias was quite surprised by that revelation. "But everyone witnessed him dying... I meant to say perishing," he asserted.

"That’s the question. Why would he die so foolishly? Something is wrong and I’m unable to understand what it is," Magnus proclaimed with a skeptical gaze.

Tobias was unable to understand why Magnus was confused about this. Damien Von Grimm died in front of so many vampires. Everyone witnessed his death.

"That’s the problem. Damien can’t die easily. I know this," Magnus stated after reading Tobias’s thoughts. "You need to fulfill the task I’ve given you," he dismissed Tobias before heading to the bedchamber.

Slumped in the recliner, Magnus absentmindedly rolled his ring between his fingers, his gaze fixed on the ceiling as he attempted to piece together the puzzle of Dylan’s whereabouts. "Where could Dylan be?" he muttered in frustration, annoyed by the lack of progress in tracking him down.

Lost in contemplation, Magnus felt the weariness of his thoughts weigh upon him, and before long, he found himself succumbing to sleep, his mind still swirling with unanswered questions.

~~~~

Alora enjoyed her time with Lillian and her friends. In the beginning, she felt she would not be able to get along with them. But it was only her insecurity.

As Alora entered, she found from a servant that Magnus returned an hour ago. She hastily went to the bedchamber, only to find Magnus was sleeping peacefully on the recliner.

Alora quietly closed the door and without making any noise, she walked to Magnus. Sitting on the fluffy rug, she rested her folded arms on the recliner and placed her face on it. She watched Magnus sleep while admiring him silently.

A tiny smile carved on her lips when she decided to draw his sleeping posture in her journal. Bringing the journal, she sat again on the rug and began drawing Magnus’s face.

It took her twenty minutes to draw his sleeping face and she wrote her thoughts beside it.

"I’ve always heard about sleeping beauty. But here lies the handsome sleeping vampire, who is my husband."

She was lost in her own world of admiration when Magnus’s voice fell into her ears.

"Alora, what are you doing at the floor?" Magnus sat straight as he leaned down. She lifted her head after closing her journal quickly.

"Nothing." She got on her knees to reach and rested her hands on his thighs. "You were tired. I hope the meeting went well," Alora asserted and then sat beside him while holding her journal in her one hand.

"It was quite tough to convince them. Father used his authority. Since Father gave you his words, so he wanted to fulfill that promise," Magnus asserted.

"Oh. Were the Council Members not agreeing to include me in the Vampire Council?" Alora inquired.

"Yes. William was hell bent of not including you," Magnus shared with her. He rested his head on her shoulder. "William is father’s old friend and is one of the four Elders. In the council if there will be any man, who won’t acknowledge your presence, then that’s William. He may even try to throw you out of the council. So, we need to be careful," Magnus elaborated to her.

"Does William hate humans?" Alora asked.

"I think so," Magnus replied. "Also, you are the only human allowed to join the Vampire Council. It’s an exception made for you only," he added.

"But we promised Rubin too," Alora stated.

"Rubin isn’t worthy to join the council. Also, we cannot trust him," Magnus clarified to her.

"Huh? What do you mean by that?" Alora was perplexed to hear him.

"Every vampire in the council has a unique ability. You cannot join the council merely because you run your mouth well, which Rubin does. Moreover, we cannot trust Rubin this early," Magnus explained to her.

Alora hummed, but she was worried thinking that Rubin might get angry about it.

"Let him be angry. However, he won’t join the council until he wins my trust," Magnus remarked.

"I thought he already won your trust," Alora replied.

"Never. I had a few suspicions about him," Magnus disclosed to her. "Rubin had the antidote that day. He lied to all of us. It’s difficult to find the antidote and humans cannot even access it. Alora, you are naive in this matter, so you think whatever he told us was the truth. But something more is hidden inside Rubin," he asserted while furrowing his brows together.

Alora trusted Magnus’s instincts more than anything, so she agreed with his decision.

Chapter 147: Deepened the kiss

Alora, after rechecking the items, which she had considered as presents for her family members, put them in the four separate boxes. Selvina and Griffin helped her in this task while Magnus remained busy reading the parchments, which Griffin brought for him.

"Alora, tomorrow is your first day in the council. Are you ready?" Griffin asked.

"Yes, I am," Alora replied.

"I’ll stay close by your side. So, if anyone bullies you, then–" he paused abruptly as Magnus intervened.

"Then, you don’t have to save her. That responsibility is of her husband," Magnus pronounced as he shot a glare at Griffin.

"But what if Prince Magnus isn’t around? Then, who will save Alora? As her friend, that responsibility will lie with me," Griffin affirmed, smiling as if he achieved something bigger.

"No one will bully Alora. They won’t want to face my wrath," Magnus proclaimed.

"That’s true. But the seniors can. I mean, their minds are retarded, Alora. They think highly of themselves. Last time I was working there, one even made me like an ass for two months," Griffin replied with a fearful tone.

"What? Did you not complain about it?" Alora asked, curious to find out.

"I was given more work and I had to work entire nights many times," Griffin replied, pouting his lips.

Alora’s heart wrenched to hear that and she glanced at Magnus, who was busy in reading. "Did His Highness not save you?" she queried.

"Prince Magnus didn’t know me that time. I was a newbie vampire, who was supposed to listen to my seniors without objecting to any of their decisions," Griffin stated, recalling his old, stressful days.

"Then, how did Griffin save himself?" Alora inquired.

"Prince Magnus noticed me one day and my life changed," Griffin replied with a smile "From then onward, I’m in service of your husband." A smile graced his lips as he was happy being Magnus’s servant than Council’s. However, the prince never considered him a servant, and their bond strengthened. At least, from Griffin’s side, Magnus was his friend.

Selvina was done locking the boxes and she asked Alora whether she should send those embellished boxes to her house.

"Yes. Take the help of the other servants," Alora told her.

"I can drop these to Princess Alora’s home," Griffin offered.

"Thank you, Griffin, but you don’t have to trouble yourself," Alora asserted. Selvina had by then taken the boxes out with the other servants’ help.

"Griffin, why didn’t you get married?" Alora inquired him.

"I wasn’t interested. However, now, I am. I think I should go to the weekly balls organized in the capital’s grand hall. Perhaps, I’ll find someone," Griffin answered with an enthusiastic smile.

"Can you find a partner in the balls?" Alora astonishingly queried.

"Yes. It’s a friendly environment there," Griffin replied. "After two days, there’s a ball. Pray for me Alora that I find a good partner," he said.

"Sure. I pray for you a good wife for you," Alora stated as she joined both hands.

Magnus put the last parchment on the table with a sound, grabbing their attention to him. "Griffin, it’s time for you to leave. Take these parchments with you," he asserted.

Griffin quickly rose to his feet and asked Magnus how he read them in such a short time. He collected those parchments, ready to leave.

"Griffin, do enjoy the ball," Alora said.

"Yes, I will," Griffin smiled at him and walked away.

"Griffin is such a sweet person," Alora commented. Magnus furrowed his brows together upon hearing such a compliment for Griffin from his wife’s mouth. With a blink of an eye, he was in front of Alora, who was startled for a second. She rose to her feet and opened her mouth to speak when he kissed her out of the blue.

Gently, Alora pushed him away, her hands pressing on his chest.

"Your Highness, we are in the drawing room. Anyone can come here," she whispered, her long eyelashes touching her skin as she lowered them.

Magnus was swift to carry her in a bridal style and took her to the bedchamber. As he put her down, he closed the door first, not wanting to be disturbed by anyone.

"I never thought the work culture in the council would be toxic," she said.

"Every workplace is toxic," Magnus whispered as he cupped her face between his palms.

"His Highness should know that my lips are swollen by his kisses," Alora complained.

"Don’t you want it then? Should I stop?" Magnus asked, his hand lowering from her face.

Alora caught Magnus’s hands and gently placed them back on her cheeks. "I was kidding. I do want it," she admitted with a glint in her eyes. Rising onto her tiptoes, she lightly kissed him on the lips, her hands securing behind his neck.

Sensing her willingness, Magnus eagerly deepened the kiss, guiding them towards the bed. In their fervor, Alora accidentally bumped her back against the table, causing a lantern to wobble precariously.

As Magnus withdrew from the kiss, he trailed soft kisses along her neck, igniting a new wave of desire between them.

Her hands tightly held onto the edges of the table as she let him explore her neck. Her eyes shut close and she felt knots forming in the pit of her stomach.

With his vampiric speed, Magnus brought her to the bed. Her weight sank into the soft mattress as she found their lips connected again. Her fingers locked in his curls, her clothes loosening.

"Magnus, wh-why is this experience so-so different every ti-time we do this?" Alora managed to ask between her stutters.

He paused his kisses on her shoulder for a moment, "I wish I had an answer for that, Darling."

Alora’s heart wildly raced against her chest. Her toes curled when he nipped her sweet, sensitive spot, eliciting a moan from her mouth. Her hands moved to his back as she pushed him to the mattress this time and took the charge now.

Chapter 148: In a dark tunnel

Izaak looked at the evening sun from the palace’s top in the Northern Tower. He had watched the sunset after a long time. Tilting his head, he realized it was Alora who had climbed the top of the tower to reach there.

"What are you doing here, Alora? And where’s Magnus?" Izaak asked.

Alora stopped in front of him as she tried to catch her breath while keeping her hand on her chest. She climbed almost a hundred stairs to reach the tallest tower in the palace.

"Magnus is with Father-in-law. I thought to see Brother Izaak know about his health when a servant told me he was here," Alora said as she looked around before her eyes landed on the sun on the horizon. It was more than half set and she stepped ahead.

Izaak asked her to be careful as they were at a large height and saw how her hands gripped the balustrade.

She sucked in the air and exhaled it out before opening her eyes. "It’s a different kind of atmosphere here, Brother Izaak," Alora said, tilting her head.

"Indeed," Izaak agreed. "Now, you can see everyone, so you are jumping around all the time," he remarked.

"Because it feels good. I missed a lot of things while living like a blind person," Alora replied. "Oh, I wanted to ask Brother Izaak if he is doing well. And how about his wound?" she questioned.

"Yes, I am well. And the wound is healed. I drank a lot of fresh blood," Izaak stated with a smile, showing her his canines. He thought to scare her, but she didn’t get terrified since she was now used to it.

"I heard that you released Venus," Izaak said. "What if she again stabs at you from behind? Won’t you regret your decision then?" he inquired.

"I wanted to give her a chance. Even that vampire who left a werewolf behind was released. So, my sister also needs a chance. I think this time nothing wrong will happen. I took the decision after a lot of contemplation," Alora stated. She knew Izaak always doubted her decisions.

"Do you want me to check on her once?" Izaak asked.

"What does Brother Izaak mean?" Alora quipped.

"I can see the future," Izaak replied.

"Umm... Isn’t that doubting my sister?" Alora murmured.

"Not exactly. It’s being careful," he explained.

Alora lowered her eyes and said, "How will Brother Izaak do it? Could be able to see my future ever?"

"No. Yours is unknown to me. But I did see your mother’s. And what I saw about you came true. I still wonder if your mother’s future has changed or if is it the same," Izaak stated.

"My mother doesn’t harbor anything wrong with me. So, the vision Brother Izaak had that time was false," Alora asserted.

"I would like to confirm. After your work finishes in the Council, take me to your home. Will you?" Izaak suggested to her.

"Okay. I’ll tell Brother Izaak in the morning after discussing with Prince Magnus once," she replied. "Thank you for your kind concern, Brother," she had a tiny smile on her lips.

"It’s fine. You don’t have to thank me," Izaak stated.

"Ahh, Griffin told me that there’s a weekly ball in the capital. Did Brother Izaak ever go there? I heard you find partners there," Alora said with a shimmer in her eyes.

"Why does it feel like you want me to get married?" Izaak quipped with a raised brow.

Alora vigorously shook her hands in the air along with her head. "I didn’t say that," she asserted.

"But you want that, no?" Izaak questioned as he leaned against the balustrade.

"It’s good to have someone by your side. I didn’t mean to offend, Brother Izaak," Alora asserted, clarifying her stance.

"I’m not offended," Izaak chuckled as he rubbed his fingers. "I’m quite surprised. My mother asked the same thing from me and now my sister-in-law wants the same for me," he murmured.

Alora confusedly gazed at him.

"I’ve been betrayed in love not once but four times. Do you think I still should believe in love?"

Alora recalled how Magnus told her that Izaak killed his four wives. He wasn’t as good as he seemed. But she always thought he was misunderstood.

"They might not be able to understand Brother Izaak’s heart," Alora answered after a careful thought.

"You know that I’m the Crown Prince too," Izaak revealed his status to her.

"Yes, but what is with the title?" Alora muttered.

"My first wife wanted me to take over the throne. Then, my other three wives demanded the same from me. I thought all of them were different. Then, the last one cheated on me. Strange! You are the first woman to whom I told this secret," Izaak affirmed.

Alora turned upset to hear his words. She could sense that Izaak’s heart was butchered terribly. That was why he became a womanizer later as Magnus had told her. He wanted to forget his pain.

"I’m sorry, Brother Izaak, to make you recall the bad memories from the past," Alora said, keeping her gaze low.

"I don’t get affected anymore," Izaak told her not to be upset about something, which wasn’t even related to their present.

Alora looked at him, feeling the sadness in them for not being able to get love, which he deserved.

"What are you thinking now?" Izaak asked.

"Nothing," Alora replied. She looked toward the horizon and found the sun had set. "Brother Izaak, the future may hold something nice for you. Don’t give up. I used to think I’d live without any husband and with no one be by my side. However, I was wrong. Now, I’ve so many people around me," she stated with a hopeful smile.

Izaak looked at her with amusement but said nothing. Indeed, Alora’s life was more difficult than the others. But Magnus’s entry into her life changed everything for her.

"I was in a dark tunnel for a long time. I thought light did not exist until I met Magnus," Alora stated and she again gazed at Izaak. "So, don’t lose hope," she added with a smile.

Chapter 149: Don’t deserve to live

Magnus lowered the wine cup in his hand, glancing at his Father. "I didn’t wish to disturb Father at this hour, but it was necessary," He pronounced.

"My kids can see me at any time," Esmond asserted. "What is it that Prince Magnus wants to discuss with me at this hour?" He patiently waited for his son’s response.

"Father, I think Damien isn’t dead," Magnus replied.

Esmond frowned at his son’s answer. "What do you mean?" he asked.

"Why would Damien make a stupid mistake by coming to a ball and playing with the minds of the few vampires? I feel it was his intention to divert our minds from a bigger attack that he must be planning on us," Magnus explained.

King Esmond furrowed his brows close. He couldn’t either neglect Magnus’s claims.

"Perhaps he wishes to check what Alora can do. Damien is the one, who killed my aunt. She didn’t die naturally, Father. I want you to do something about it," Magnus asserted.

"Then, who was the vampire that night, who injured Izaak?" Esmond queried.

"That’s what confusing me, Father. I am unable to understand who was the vampire. But it wasn’t Damien who died. Something feels wrong about it," Magnus affirmed. He watched his father sipping the wine. He also brought the cup close to his mouth.

"I will look into it. Damien was indeed a tough vampire to handle. I myself put him into the casket, but he escaped it too. I wonder if learned the art of shapeshifing because that’s the only way Damien could fool us that night," Esmond stated.

Magnus too felt that Damien knew how to shapeshift. But it could be dangerous for them in the future. If they didn’t catch the real Damien, he could create a lot of trouble for them.

"I’ll tell you what we need to do tomorrow. I’m glad you decided to make me aware of this," Esmond stated with a gentle tone. Magnus had always refrained from discussing important matters with him and would solve them by himself. Perhaps he didn’t wish to disturb the King or he wasn’t interested in talking with him.

"Damien can’t be defeated with a single vampire. The experts’ help will be required to fulfill this task, Father," Magnus truthfully told him. He finished the remaining wine from the cup and set it on the table. "Thank you for listening to me. I shall take my leave." Magnus rose to his feet, ready to head out of the chamber.

"Magnus, I’m glad that you are here with us. Forgive your father for his past mistakes. I hope you do," Esmond stated, causing him to gaze at his father.

"Since everything was in the past, so it’s not good to keep complaints in my heart. I’m leading a happy life now and that’s what matters to me," Magnus affirmed with a tiny smile. He turned on the heels of his boots and finally left his father’s sight.

His eyes grew big in surprise as he found Alora and Izaak waiting for him in the corridor. "Why are you here?" He asked, watching Alora standing straight as she was leaning against the wall earlier.

"Alora was with him at the Northern Tower," said Izaak. "She told me you were with Father, so I brought her here," he added.

"Why does His Highness look troubled?" Alora asked as she approached him.

"Nothing," Magnus shook his head. "Are you well, Brother Izaak?" he inquired.

"Yes, I am."

The three started walking away from the King’s manor.

"Did you get any information related to Dylan?" Magnus inquired him.

"No. He disappeared in a thin air," Izaak answered.

"Hopefully, they find him soon. Dylan’s disappearance is weird. The vampires didn’t seem from this kingdom. Don’t you think?" Magnus quipped.

"I do think that. However, let’s wait for the confirmation," Izaak asserted. As the two brothers talked Alora keenly listened to their conversation.

"Alora, there’s a fair in the capital. Why don’t you go out with Magnus?" Izaak suggested them.

"A fair? Oh, yes! Now, I can even go to such events," Alora said excitedly. She held Magnus’s arm, telling him they should definitely go to this fair. "I heard even firecrackers are burned in the fair and many wonderful street dishes are made." The shimmer in her eyes showed her excitement.

"Sure. We can go there. However, it may tire you out. Tomorrow is your first day in the Vampire Council," Magnus advised her. He felt Alora should take plenty of rest instead of exhausting herself in such activities.

Alora pouted her lips, but she didn’t utter a single word. It was true that she couldn’t tire herself and get lethargic tomorrow.

"Fairs keep happening in the capital. Alora can go in some other fair," Izaak opined. Suddenly, they heard the rain pattering on the roof of the palace.

"Oh, the sky was clear earlier," Alora murmured.

"Rainy season is here. Clouds can appear anytime," Izaak stated. He found Magnus was quiet, which made him wonder if something was going on with Magnus. He thought to depart as he felt his brother might need only his wife’s presence now. Izaak excused himself, leaving both of them in the corridor.

Alora ran toward the pillar as she looked outside. She extended her hand out and the water droplets landed on her palm.

"You may catch a cold, Alora," Magnus said as she approached her. He stopped beside her and looked at her face. She was enjoying the normal rain. Her pure, bright smile mesmerized him and his worries suddenly came to an end.

Alora turned her head to look at him. "Magnus, if anything is bothering you, then you can confide in me," she asserted and pulled her hand back.

"How do you know something is bothering me?" Magnus inquired.

"Your eyes and face say it. I’m your wife and it’s easy to know when you are sad or happy," Alora remarked.

"Something dark is lurking over us. I’m unable to understand what is it. It’s my intuition. Nothing more," Magnus stated.

Alora held his hands as she caressed them tenderly. "Because you think too much, you feel too much."

"Is that so?" Magnus raised his brow.

"Yes. When we think a lot, our anxiety keeps growing," Alora replied.

"Then, what should I do to stop this feeling?" Magnus asked.

"Umm... Not to overthink. Also, if there’s something evil around us, then we will fight it together. Don’t feel stressed because of it," Alora stated. She moved her right hand to his cheek and stroked it. "Now, smile and enjoy this rain with me," she added.

"You mean we should play in the rain!?" Magnus remarked.

"Oh, can we?"

"No. You’ll catch cold."

He moved his hand to her other shoulder and side-hugged her. She tilted her head to look at him and planted a soft kiss on his cheek. Looking away, she smiled and kept enjoying the rain with him.

~~~~~

Venus looked at the gown that Alora had sent for her. She found it pretty and decided to wear it on a special occasion, perhaps, on her birthday. She put it in the cupboard and went to the window to watch the rain fall.

Sitting on the platform, Venus gazed out, feeling her life had suddenly become dull. She wanted to start fresh, however, she didn’t know how to do it. Last night when she went outside her parents’ room, Venus heard how people started calling names of her. In her jealousy, she ended up destroying her own life.

"If I keep seated at home, these thoughts will keep haunting me. But if I go out, I may not be perceived well by the others. My parents and brother may have to hear the taunts from the people," Venus murmured.

The sudden knock on the door grabbed her attention and she tilted her head. Asking to come into the person on the side of the door, Venus found out it was her brother.

"Venus, I have gotten an invitation for the ball for this week," Elliot informed her. "You should join me there," he added.

"I don’t think it’s appropriate for me to go with you. You should better go by yourself. You may find a suitor for you," Venus stated with a smile.

"It’s a ball, where even vampires and werewolves will be present. Such a ball happens twice a year as you know," Elliot asserted.

"Then, I should definitely not go," Venus stated firmly.

Elliot sighed as he sat on the chair close to the bed. "Venus, you need not to fear anything. You got your punishment already. Alora has forgiven you and so did the she-wolf. Eugene was no good. He also lied to us just to hide his affair later." He told Venus that people would not let her live if she kept thinking about all those things.

"Elliot, I’m scared." Venus lowered her eyes as she fiddled with her fingers. She licked her lips as tears emerged in her eyes, "I don’t think I even deserve to live anymore."

Chapter 150: I’ll accompany you

"Venus, you need not to think negative like that," Elliot told her.

"What more can I possibly do then? I destroyed my own life with my hands," Venus said while keeping her head low.

"Give yourself time. Don’t be harsh on yourself," Elliot suggested. "You should learn from our elder sister. She, too, was called names by everyone, including us. Yet, she didn’t give up hope to live. You have indeed made a lot of mistakes, but as long as you wish to rectify them, you have the chance to live normally like the others," he explained. Other than some good words, he had nothing more to console his sister.

Venus lifted her eyes to look at his brother. "Don’t you hate me? I tarnished your name too," she remarked.

"I think hatred won’t give any solution. I don’t wish to keep negative emotions toward my own family members," Elliot stated. "Our parents will never banish you. Mother is under a lot of stress these days. You should think about Mother before having any such thoughts," he advised her.

Venus hummed as her eyes moistened.

"Thank you, Elliot, for your comforting words. I truly appreciate your kind concern toward me. I needed it," Venus stated, expressing her gratitude not only through her words but her eyes too.

"As your brother, this is the least I can do for you in this tough time. You aren’t alone, Venus," Elliot said, passing a smile to her. He rose to his feet and went to the window to close it. "The air is strong. Don’t catch cold," he showed his concern and closed the window.

Venus let him do it while remaining seated in her place.

"Did you hear Prince Izaak was attacked on the night of the ball in the palace?" Elliot suddenly inquired her.

Venus shook her head. "Is Prince Izaak well now? I thought the palace had a high security. Who attacked the prince? Also, is Alora fine? She is also in the palace," she asserted while furrowing her brows together.

"Alora didn’t tell our parents about it yesterday. Prince Izaak was attacked two days ago. I heard it from a friend. Alora saved Prince Izaak– and he was the second person after Prince Magnus in whose eyes she looked directly," Elliot elaborated to her.

"I couldn’t even ask about it from her. I was in so much pain of my own that I didn’t ask her how could she look at us. However, I heard that a Lunar Goddess revealed to them that Alora’s eyes were always normal. Only we feared her eyes without finding the truth about them," Venus proclaimed as she wiped the tears from the edges of her eyes.

"Exactly. That’s what I regret all the time," Elliot stated. "But we will be good siblings to her. I wish we had had a good time with our sister," he expressed.

"Shall we call home Alora for a few days to stay with us? However, I wonder if that will be possible," Venus murmured.

"After marriage it’s impossible. Moreover, Prince Magnus won’t let her come here. I do feel he still has no faith in us," Elliot remarked.

"You are right," Venus agreed with him. She recalled how much Magnus despised her. He wanted to kill her, just for Alora’s sake, he didn’t take the matter in his own hands.

"However, I have one more idea. We can send a message to Alora asking her if she would be willing to spend time with us. We both can go to the palace then," Elliot asserted.

"You think humans will be allowed in the palace," Venus was doubtful about it.

"Why not? Alora is our big sister. They should not have a problem with it. I will send her a message now," Elliot stated and told Venus that he would see her later at the dinner table.

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Tobias handed the letter to Alora telling her it was from Elliot.

"Why did he send me a message at this hour?" Alora got panicked, thinking if everything was well on her phone. She hastily opened the letter and read out the message.

Magnus, who was seated next to her peeped into the letter.

"Your brother and sister want to spend time with you," Magnus said with amusement. "Strange! Are they taking advantage of you now?" he commented.

"Why will they do it?" Alora arched a brow at him and told Magnus not to judge her siblings. She then brightly smiled, "I couldn’t ever spend time with my siblings. I think on Sunday I will go home and be with them."

"Call them here," Magnus said and pointed at the letter, "even Elliot asked if they could come to the palace to see you."

"But don’t you think going home will be much better? I’ll see Mother and Father too," Alora replied.

"You should call all of them here or I’ll accompany you to your home," Magnus opined.

"Eh?" Alora fell short of words for a brief moment. "Fine. You can accompany me then. We will return in the evening then," she affirmed and folded the letter before putting it inside the envelope.

"I think your siblings want something from you. I’m already warning you– not to fulfill any of their wishes," Magnus stated.

"Your Highness, I don’t think they are selfish anymore. Elliot has hardly asked anything from me. He is a hard-working boy. Don’t doubt my brother," Alora proclaimed. She glanced at Tobias and asked him if he could send a message to her brother.

"Sure, Your Highness. I’ll say in the message that you will come home on Sunday," Tobias stated.

"Send Odin there. He will deliver the message. Also, make sure he warns them," Magnus instructed him.

Tobias smiled and bowed to the prince.

Alora scolded Magnus for not believing her siblings. "It seems you don’t believe me either," she murmured.

"I cannot take a risk with you. You know this well," Magnus said with a serious tone. "I have to be cautious for you."