Ch. 31..35: The Vampire Prince's Blindfolded Bride Chapter 31-35

Chapter 31: How sensitive you are

Alora thanked Magnus for making her meet her parents. "Also, I apologize for the morning. I had no idea His Highness would stay upset with me because I didn’t stop him."

"Who said I was upset with you?" Magnus looked at the bite spot on her neck. His fingers traced them before walking ahead of her.

"I have to go outside tomorrow for work. I’ll return late," Magnus replied.

"How late?" Alora inquired as she walked behind him.

"Probably the night," Magnus answered.

"Oh."

They both were in the bedchamber, where Magnus settled on the mattress. "I want to clear a few things for you," he said. "Sit here," he offered while gesturing to the place next to him.

Alora did what she was told. Magnus placed his arm around her shoulder, and began, "If you make me drink your blood, I’m not going to sleep with you, hug you, and share my thoughts with you. In short, your definition of love won’t be fulfilled."

She promptly looked at him with a bewildered gaze and a sheer of disappointment. "Can I ask a question?" she queried.

"Yes," Magnus allowed her.

"Why was His Highness angry at me after drinking from me?"

"Because your blood tastes different. I lose my control. And if that continues to happen, you’ll suffer. What I did for you is totally different from what you desire to offer me. Do you get it?" Magnus asked, his tone was soft.

"I understand," Alora replied.

Magnus patted her head and kissed her cheek. She curled her fingers and turned her head to look at him. "What are His Highness’s likes and dislikes?" she queried.

"Umm... That question nobody asked me in a long time," Magnus said as he thought about it. "Currently, I like you and I dislike the fact that you have to wear the blindfold. I don’t have particular likes and dislikes in things," he explained.

His response palpitated her heart. Magnus completely turned her toward him before drawing her further closer to him. She was as light as a feather to him and he easily settled her on his lap.

The apprehension in her grew as their noses brushed. A hue of red formed on her cheeks while she blinked her eyes rapidly. She closed her eyes, thinking he would kiss her. But, she promptly opened them when she felt his lips on her neck. Her hands clutched his long embroidered overcoat as she pursed her lips together.

She would feel her stomach churning with the sensations building inside her. Biting her lower lip hard, Alora moved her hand to his hair instinctively.

She let out a mewl when Magnus nipped above her collarbone. The next second, a moan escaped her mouth as he licked that spot. Something exploded in her mind while her heart beat wildly as if she just had a marathon.

Magnus smirked to see her reactions and he took his time to worship her neck with kisses before withdrawing. His eyes met hers, which looked at him with many questions.

"Stop biting your lips," Magnus asked as his thumb rested on them. Immediately, Alora stopped, but her breathing was still erratic.

"I’ve yet to find out how sensitive you are to my touch," Magnus said.

"What does His Highness mean by that?" Alora asked with inquisitiveness.

"Soon, you’ll find out, dear," Magnus said. He made her sit on the mattress and stood up. "Come, I’ll teach you how to write your name," he said and extended his hand to her.

Alora grabbed it and stood up. "I hope His Highness isn’t a strict teacher," she opined.

"Oh, I become soft-hearted toward you," Magnus truthfully admitted. "Also, you are my first and last student. I don’t teach anyone," he proclaimed.

Upon reaching the study room. Alora saw the shelves were stacked with a lot of books. Her eyes stopped at the mahogany desk and the long leather chair behind it. She went toward it and picked up the quill pen.

"I heard this quill is from geese," Alora asserted and saw him sitting on the chair.

"It’s from Swan," Magnus answered and asked her to come to his side.

Alora’s feet moved swiftly to the chair, on which he was settled. He pulled her down on his lap and took the quill pen from her.

"Will there be no discomfort to His Highness?" Alora inquired with concern.

"You weigh like a feather," Magnus placed a sheet in front of them. He taught Alora how to hold the pen and when she did, he helped her write her name.

A smile appeared on her lips to see the name she wrote with Magnus’s help. "It feels good to see my name in words," she said.

"Do you know the meaning of your name?" Magnus asked.

Alora shook her head.

"It means shining light or dreamer," Magnus replied. "Your name is beautiful just like you," he asserted.

"What is the meaning of His Highness’ name?" Alora was curious to know.

"That’s your homework. Find it out for me and you’ll be rewarded," Magnus answered, smiling warmly at her. "Let’s start our first lesson. I will go with the alphabet first. You need to practice them every day before you make words. Do you understand?" he asked.

"Yes, I get it," Alora replied. She keenly observed the way he would write the alphabet on the paper.

After he was done, he gave her the quill pen. "Now, it’s your turn." He made her sit fully on the chair after leaving it. "Write till you can. I will see you later. I have to see my father," he said.

"Okay." Alora watched him leave and continued her work.

As Magnus reached downstairs, he asked Tobias not to let anyone enter the study room. "Alora is without the blindfold, so be careful." He then went out, where a carriage was already waiting for him. As he got inside, the coachman closed it from outside and drove the carriage to the palace.

Chapter 32: Gloria, the Witch’s Head

Magnus greeted his father before sitting in front of him. He noticed the setting of the living room had changed completely after his last visit. "Your mother chose to change the interior here," King Esmond pronounced and placed the silver cup beside him on the ornated side table.

"Mother doesn’t keep things intact for a long time," Magnus remarked and realized he was the opposite of his mother. He would love to keep the things they initially were.

"So, how is Prince Magnus’s wife doing?" King Esmond was curious to know if any kind of tragedy occurred in the South Residence.

"Alora is careful with her eyes. I have commanded the servants well," Magnus answered.

"Your mother is still upset about your marriage with Alora. We wanted you and your wife to stay here." King Esmond pondered what his son saw in Alora that he married her in such a hurry. "You were living alone in Elmswood for more than two centuries. Suddenly, you liked a woman, whom the entire Kingdom refused to marry. I’m surprised by your choice."

Magnus smiled a little. "Alora is a perfect woman for me. She is innocent and sweet," he asserted.

King Esmond nodded in acknowledgment. "So, what does the Prince want?" He knew Magnus would not come to him unless he wanted something.

"I want to meet the Witch’s Head," Magnus replied.

"That was not what I expected," King Esmond replied.

"Father is the King, so he can give an order to the Witch’s Head to see me," Magnus stated.

"I cannot invite the Witch’s Head to the palace. Instead, you need to go to a place in the capital, where the meeting between you two can happen," King Esmond clarified to him.

"Then, what is this place called?" Magnus inquired.

"Why do you wish to see Gloria?" King Esmond directed a question instead of replying. "Is it because you wish to know more about Alora’s curse?" he arched his eyebrow at his son.

"Yes, I would like to know why Alora has such special eyes." Magnus didn’t find any reason to lie to his father, so he told him the truth about his intention to meet Gloria.

"The day news about Alora’s eyes reached my ears, I met Gloria myself. However, her answer surprised me. According to her, a witch could not do it. However, everyone believed it was a witch since Alora’s mother claimed it," King Esmond explained to his son.

With such unique eyes, even the formidable vampires were terrified.

"Did Father ever try to find out why a human got such eyes? There must be a purpose behind it," Magnus said.

"There should be a purpose, but I’m unaware of that," King Esmond stated, his tone reflecting his uncertainty. "Neither have I tried finding the reason behind it."

"A werewolf attacked Alora on her way to Elmswood. Her father wanted to send her away from the capital. And that’s how I met Alora. Strangely, I can peer into her eyes," Magnus explained.

"That is what I find strange. Why only you can look into her eyes and not the others," King Esmond affirmed, his expression turning serious as he contemplated the mystery at hand.

"I will meet Gloria. Father shall send her a message," Magnus announced his decision to the King. "Also, what’s the place called where I can meet her?" he inquired.

"The Trident," King Esmond answered. He never saw his third son filled with such a zeal to know about anyone. "Keep in mind the place also has werewolves," he said.

"I understood from the name. It is a hub to meet the three supernatural species," Magnus asserted.

"Yes." King Esmond nodded in acknowledgment. For some reason, he was worried for Magnus.

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Alora put down the quill pen and looked at the sheet in which she wrote the alphabets, which Magnus asked her to. She checked the two writings and murmured, "Prince Magnus has written well. It will take me time to write like him."

Unbeknownst to her, Alora brushed the back of her palm on her forehead and the black ink covered it completely.

A sudden knock on the door made Alora attentive and she looked for the blindfold.

"Your Highness, this is Tobias. You have been inside for an hour. Do you wish to come out? Shall I take Your Highness to the garden?" He humbly inquired.

Alora put on the blindfold quickly. "I was writing," she said. "You can come inside since I’ve my eyes covered."

Tobias pushed the door open and entered. He looked at the pages spread at the desk and smiled a little. "It seems Her Highness was busy learning alphabets," Tobias said.

"Yes, I was," Alora answered and stood up.

"Your Highness shall walk around in my opinion," Tobias said.

"Yes, I should," Alora agreed to him. Tobias gestured to the maidservant to come forward, who assisted Alora in walking.

"Will the Prince come late?" Alora asked Tobias.

"Since he’s in the main palace, I think he will return in the afternoon," Tobias explained.

"Okay."

"Your Highness, do you wish me to give you some basic books to learn? If you want to read and write, I can provide them," Tobias suggested.

"I’ll be happy if you do that. His Highness taught me how to write my name. Also, he told me the meaning of my name. And he asked me to find the meaning of his name," Alora shared with him.

"Does Her Highness not know the meaning of Prince Magnus’s name meaning? I can tell her the answer," Tobias said.

"Do you know? Please tell me," Alora was inquisitive to know.

"It means the greatest. A person with strength and power," Tobias informed her.

"Prince Magnus is just like his name," Alora remarked, a smile gracing her lips.

"Absolutely," Tobias concurred.

"For how long has Tobias been with His Highness?" she inquired.

"It has been more than two hundred years, Your Highness," Tobias replied.

"Such a long span of time you’ve spent in Prince Magnus’s service," Alora pronounced, impressed by Tobias’s enduring loyalty toward the prince.

She slowly descended the stairs with the maidservant’s help and soon, she was in the garden.

"I’ll make sure no one comes here. Princess Alora can enjoy her alone time here," Tobias said, signaling the maidservant to leave.

"Thank you, Tobias."

"I take my leave. Please don’t go too far," Tobias stated and stepped back to go inside the residence.

Alora removed her blindfold and looked in front of her. Seeing the bed of roses, her heart overjoyed and in excitement, she touched one of the roses.

"Ahh," Alora’s finger got cut with the rose’s thorn and the blood poured out of it. She brought the finger close to her mouth when a hand grabbed it.

Chapter 33: Izaak, the First Prince

Alora refrained from meeting the gaze of the person who had just seized her hand, aware that her gaze could potentially reduce the person to ashes.

"Prince Izaak, I implore you to cease," Tobias urged urgently, fearing Alora would look at him.

"The allure of human blood is not something I can resist," Izaak remarked, his lips moistened by a tantalizing lick.

A powerful blow struck him, eliciting a frightened shriek from Alora. The force of the punch sent him hurtling at least a hundred meters away from her, his body skidding to a stop as his feet dug into the soil.

Finally halting, Izaak found himself ensnared by Magnus, who gripped his collar fiercely, their eyes locking in a primal standoff. Their fangs bared as they both emitted menacing growls, the tension between them was palpable.

"Little Brother, you dare raise your hand against your elder brother," Izaak declared, his tone laced with admonition. "I merely desired to savor her blood, nothing more," he insisted.

"It appears you have a death wish. Shall I force you to gaze into her eyes? I would take pleasure in witnessing you reduced to ashes, Brother Izaak," Magnus retorted sternly.

"It’s regrettable to receive such a welcome after such a long time," Izaak lamented, extricating himself from Magnus’s grip. "But your wife is quite remarkable. Despite my touch, she remained steadfast. As Lily described Alora, she is incapable of harming anyone," he proclaimed, a mischievous grin playing on his lips.

"Leave before I have to kick you out," Magnus commanded Izaak firmly. Without further delay, he reached out to Alora, who trembled with fear. Gently enveloping her in his embrace, he guided her inside the residence.

Once they reached the bedroom, Magnus handed her a glass of water. As Alora took a few sips, he couldn’t help but notice her trembling hands, a silent testament to the ordeal she had just endured.

Magnus supported her hand and guided the glass to her mouth. "Drink it," he whispered. His other hand moved to her hair as he caressed it.

After Alora moved her mouth away from the glass, Magnus put it on the table and checked her finger. "Forgive me," he apologized.

"Why?" Alora peered at him.

"My siblings trouble you," Magnus answered.

"I didn’t expect His Highness to hit his elder brother," Alora remarked.

"Izaak is cunning. It’s best to steer clear of him," Magnus cautioned Alora.

The fear in Alora’s voice was palpable as she posed her question. The mere thought of meeting Izaak’s gaze filled her with dread, the weight of potentially causing harm to a royal prince weighing heavily on her conscience.

"Nothing would have happened. He would have simply perished, which, in this case, might have been for the best," Magnus responded honestly, his tone reflecting the complexities of their situation.

"Is His Highness serious? Prince Izaak is his elder brother. He cannot think of him like this," Alora said, tears appearing at the edges of her eyes.

"He has already lived so many years. Why do you even care about the consequences when I’m with you? Touching my woman is something he should not have done," Magnus stated. Back in the garden, he had controlled himself not to pierce the dagger of sleep in Izaak’s heart. That man had been bothering his eyes for a long time.

Alora lowered her eyes as she moved close to him. Her head rested on his chest as she wrapped her hands around him. "I was scared the moment His Highness hit his brother. I thought you two would get into a fight because of me," she said.

Magnus’s hand moved to her head as he patted on it. "Let’s forget what happened in the garden," he opined.

Alora hummed and pulled away. "I asked Tobias the meaning of Your Highness’s name. It means greatest; a person with remarkable strength," she asserted.

"I thought you would search for it," Magnus said.

"It would have taken time and I needed to tell His Highness soon," Alora explained. "Your Highness, what if Prince Izaak complains about you? Is he still here? I’ll introduce myself to him since he’s my elder brother-in-law."

"As for Izaak, there’s no need for introductions. And rest assured, he wouldn’t dare to lodge a complaint. He’s aware of his wrongdoing," Magnus assured her, though the weariness in his tone betrayed his frustration with his siblings.

"Furthermore, there’s no need to be overly sweet with the other men. Just call him Izaak," he added with a hint of annoyance, casting a disapproving glance in her direction.

"I never did that," Alora murmured.

"Oh, you did. You called him your brother-in-law and that too, in such a polite manner," Magnus taunted her.

"Because he’s elder," Alora said.

Magnus chuckled at her response before offering some advice. "Don’t be too polite with men like him. Be assertive. If he dares to approach you in my absence, intimidate him with your gaze," he instructed, imparting some lessons on projecting strength and authority.

Alora nodded her head. "I will try to implement them."

"Do you wish to attend your sister’s marriage?" Magnus suddenly asked her.

"Can I? But I don’t think I am invited," she sighed with an upset look.

"We both are invited," he affirmed as he took out a decorated envelope from inside his pocket. "Here." He handed the envelope to her.

Alora was overjoyed to see the invitation. A smile graced her lips. Although she couldn’t see Venus getting married, being a part of her wedding would be enough for her.

"It became possible because of Prince Magnus. Thank you," she remarked.

"You needn’t say that all the time," Magnus stated. "Also, I’ll soon find a cure for your eyes. I’ll make sure you can look at everyone without any fear," he pronounced.

Alora’s eyes widened in disbelief. "Is that really possible?" she inquired, a hope glimmering in her gaze.

"Absolutely. Anything is possible in this world," Magnus affirmed, his smile warm and reassuring. "If I can marry you, then surely anything is within our reach," he added with a radiant smile, his love for her shining through.

Chapter 34: Not love a human

"Prince Izaak should return to the palace. I have readied the carriage for His Highness," Tobias humbly requested. He was worried thinking if Magnus witnessed his brother in the residence, it would only increase the tensions between the two.

"I have planned to stay the night here, Tobi. I think it’s been fifty years since I last saw Magnus. Last time too he ignored my invitation for my marriage. Such an insolent younger brother I have," Izaak stated as he rested his one leg above the other.

"Brother Izaak had the fourth marriage and then later, he killed his wife," Magnus voice’s reverberated in the living room. He entered with Alora with him, whose eyes were covered.

Earlier, Alora insisted on him to take her to the living room since she wished to see Izaak, who according to Magnus was still in the residence. He decided to show Izaak’s true evil side to Alora so that she would not make such a request anymore.

Alora when heard that Izaak had four wives and he killed his last wife, she was terrified. However, it was her decision to introduce herself to Magnus’s brother, so she could not leave now.

As they reached the sofa, Magnus helped her sit down and sat beside her.

"You should not say ill about me in front of your wife and my sister-in-law," Izaak said and gazed at Alora. "I didn’t expect Magnus to bring his wife in front of me," he remarked.

"I requested my husband to bring me here. I thought I should formally introduce myself to Prince Izaak. The royal family is also my family, so I must know about them," Alora answered while being careful of her words.

"I know you are the woman with special eyes, whom my brother fell in love with," Izaak stated with a grin. He peered at Magnus for a moment. "Your choice is unique, Little Brother," he said.

"Will you stop calling me ’Little Brother’?" Magnus was irked by the way Izaak would address him. "Also, apologize to Alora for scaring her," he stated.

"I apologize, Sister-in-law," Izaak said with a smile.

"You should also apologize for raising your hand on your brother," Alora suggested to Magnus.

"I don’t do apology," Magnus muttered. When Alora turned her face to him, he felt lost. "Alright, I will do. Forgive me for my action, Brother Izaak," he apologized just for the sake of Alora.

Izaak was astonished to see that. He felt that Alora had a strange effect on Magnus. It wasn’t what Lillian had claimed, but there was something deeper existed between those two.

"I wish I had a wife like you," Izaak remarked.

"Keep your eyes off Alora," Magnus warned sternly, rising from his seat. With lightning speed, he stood before Izaak. "Allow me to escort you out," he declared firmly.

"Goodbye, Sister-in-law," Izaak bid farewell before vanishing with Magnus in a blur of speed.

"Did they leave?" Alora did feel a gust of wind as she inquired from Tobias.

"Yes, Your Highness. They aren’t here," Tobias replied.

Alora bit her lower lip, thinking if Magnus would fight with his elder brother.

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"Calm down, Little one," Izaak retorted as he was pushed by Magnus against the carriage, causing it to shake.

"I am calm, Brother Izaak. But tell Lillian not to jump to conclusions about my relationship with Alora. It’s not based on blood, but something deeper that neither of you will ever understand," Magnus explained earnestly.

"You should not love a human. The consequences are dangerous, my Brother," Izaak said as he pushed away Magnus, and took a step forward. "I thought Alora was a toy for you, but you ended up giving her your heart."

Magnus wasn’t interested in explaining a man like Izaak, who would throw away women from his life like clothes. "Get in and leave, Brother Izaak," he said, gesturing him to enter the carriage.

"Don’t be angry. I’m leaving," Izaak said and turned around. The coachman was quick to open the door for the prince.

"I can see the future for a person. Strangely, I saw nothing when I grabbed Alora’s hand. I hope it’s not the indication of something bad," he pronounced and then entered the carriage.

Magnus furrowed his brows together, but he didn’t pay heed to it. Izaak loved to play with him and because he fell in love, so for Izaak it was more fun.

Once the carriage drove away, Magnus went inside. He noticed Alora patiently waited for him and he again took a seat beside her.

"Why did His Highness ask in such an impolite manner for Prince Izaak to leave?"

"Am I being scolded by my wife?" Magnus complained.

"I didn’t scold His Highness," Alora answered.

"It was crucial for him to leave," Magnus said.

"Is it true that Prince Izaak married four women? Were they all vampires?" She was curious to know.

"Yes, they were vampires. Izaak is cunning, that’s why his wives died. The fourth one died because he asked her," Magnus stated.

Alora gulped to hear that. She didn’t know such vampires also existed. "He could have killed me today, then," she murmured.

"Izaak will never dare to do that. He knows his limits. But you need to stay away from him," Magnus advised her.

Alora nodded at him. "I’ll keep in mind," she said.

Tobias had left to arrange gifts from their side for Alora’s sister’s marriage and now only Magnus and Alora were present in the living room. He pulled down her blindfold and peered closely into her eyes.

"Your eyes are so beautiful that I want to look at them," Magnus said and he swiftly turned his back to her before lowering down. His hand rested on Alora’s lap. She was flustered at first. She brought her hand to his face and her fingers traced his lips.

"Your Highness, because of you I find my eyes beautiful now," she whispered, her fingers resting on his cold cheek.

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Chapter 35: Don’t trouble Alora

In the late evening, Magnus felt a surge of irritation upon discovering that Izaak was being relocated to the same residence as him. How dare he intrude on what was supposed to be a private space for Magnus and Alora?

Fueled by frustration, Magnus lashed out, kicking at a nearby trunk that had been brought to the top of the stairs. His anger sent the trunk tumbling down the stairs in a chaotic, uncontrolled manner.

The servants stopped carrying the luggage as they quickly got out of the way of the trunk. Alora stood beside Magnus, wondering why he was furious. She remained careful to look downstairs and took a glimpse of Izaak.

"Leave, Izaak. I have no desire to play with you," Magnus stated firmly.

As the trunk spilled its contents at Izaak’s feet, he looked up at Magnus. "Mother insists that I stay close to my younger brother. After all," he continued, like a sudden flash of light he appeared in front of Magnus, startling Alora, "you’ve married a woman who poses a threat to us vampires, except for you."

"I don’t wish to live under the same roof as you," Magnus said. "Don’t make me angry, Izaak. Let’s stay miles away from each other," he suggested to his elder brother.

"Sister-in-law, tell your dear husband that his elder brother will share the same roof as him," Izaak said, peering into Magnus’s eyes with a challenging gaze.

Magnus clenched his fists when Alora got in between them. "Your Highness, we cannot refute the Queen’s order. If Mother-in-law wants Prince Izaak to live here, then he shall. Please don’t be angry at your brother," she requested in her soft tone.

Izaak couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of Magnus’s softened demeanor around Alora. "Human, you truly are fascinating. You’ve managed to turn my younger brother into quite the obedient child," he remarked with a smirk.

Magnus’s expression hardened at Izaak’s words. "We won’t stay here if you do," he declared firmly, his tone leaving no room for negotiation. "Go against my wish, and you’ll see exactly what I’m capable of," he warned Izaak, refusing to entertain Alora’s request to allow Izaak to stay.

"I will not do anything to Alora. I promise, Brother," Izaak said.

Magnus shook his head. "You can live outside in that hut. This residence belongs to me and Alora," he pronounced, not trusting Izaak’s words. He turned to leave while holding Alora’s hand, but she stopped him.

Alora held Magnus’s arm and dragged him away, asking Izaak to give them a minute. She stopped and told Magnus not to disrespect his brother. "He has promised he would not harm me. Also, it’s not good to go against the Queen Mother’s request," she stated.

"Alora is right. I’m not going to harm her," Izaak stated.

"Show me the royal decree from mother," Magnus told his elder brother.

Quickly, Izaak took out the scroll and threw it at Magnus, who caught it. "I knew you wouldn’t let me in without any decree. I will stay on the first floor of the residence while you two will be on the second floor," he explained.

Magnus sneered at his brother. "Don’t trouble Alora. And don’t try to play with her eyes in my absence," he clarified to him.

Izaak smiled. "I will not give any kind of trauma to your wife. You can trust me," he said.

"And no more women here. If I see any of your entertainers here, I’m going to kill you first before them," Magnus pronounced.

Alora was stunned to learn that Izaak was a womanizer.

"Brother, you are maligning my image in front of this kind human," Izaak stated.

"Alora should know what kind of a man you are," Magnus stated.

Izaak rolled his eyes. "It is not my fault that women approach me. They want a few things from me, which I give them, especially humans. In return, they willingly give me their warm blood," he stated with a smirk.

Magnus frowned at him and took Alora inside. "I wonder why the Queen Mother wants her elder son to stay here." She now felt Izaak wasn’t as good as Magnus. He fell into the categories of the ’bad men’.

"My first brother is notorious. He must want to stay here. But I’ll make sure his stay doesn’t last long here," Magnus proclaimed.

"Your Highness, what kind of person your second brother is?" Alora inquired.

"He is calm like an ocean," Magnus replied. "His name is Alaric Lukeson. He attended our wedding," he asserted.

"Oh. Is the Second Prince married too?" Alora asked.

"He didn’t marry after his lover left," Magnus answered.

"What? How did that happen? I thought the royal family vampires were immortal," she said.

"His lover didn’t marry him since she felt the palace life would not suit her. Alaric is like you. He forgives easily," Magnus pronounced.

Alora was astonished to learn that a royal prince spared the life of a person, who refused to marry him. Generally, it would not happen.

"Your Highness, there’s something you must know," Tobias interrupted their peaceful conversation. His voice didn’t sound firm and it seemed he was full of worry.

As they both turned around, Alora kept her gaze down.

"What happened?" Magnus asked.

Tobias glanced at Alora and then at the prince. "Your Highness, a strange message has come for Princess Alora. I tried to find its source, but it is unknown," Tobias said.

"For me? What is it?" Alora got curious.

Magnus took the scroll from Tobias as he reached him. He read it when Alora walked up to him. "What is it about?" she looked inside the scroll but couldn’t understand words. She had yet to learn to form words.

Magnus furrowed his brows together and handed it to Tobias. "See me in a while," he said and dragged Alora away from there.

"What was the message about?" Alora asked.

"It was for me," Magnus asserted.

"But Tobias said it was for me," Alora proclaimed.

"He has a slip of the tongue," Magnus answered. He brought her to the study room and made her sit on the leather chair. "It’s the time you should practice what you learned in the morning. I have an urgent work to attend. Don’t go out, or else you’ll be punished," Magnus said and left in a hurry without listening to what Alora had to say.

"How can he punish me? I’ve just started learning them," Alora murmured as she pouted her lips.