Prince Luther kept living in illusion. Just how much could isla influence him? A whole prince of Albion now trembles and panic at the mere sight of Isla. Thank goodness, he wasn't the king. He would probably gift the whole kingdom to Isla all in the name of some one sided love.
What an unfortunate love triangle. He was just too blind to see things.
Isla was nothing but a smart and cunning witch. She was the business minded type and had no time or devotion for puny stuff like love. It was love at first sight, he had claimed, during one of his gossip section with his sister, Ariana. Her beauty was stunning my eyes were wrapped around her flawless body. She had no blemish and oh! She has the beauty of a goddess.
Luther went on and on, boasting and bragging about Isla physical beauty. Ariana felt sorry for him. He looks like someone who had been cast under some anonymous spell.
Hannah isolated herself inside her inner chamber. She walked to and fro, contemplating on a very confused matter. What should be her next move?
"Hey" you demonic monster, I know who you are. Does that approach sounded logical?
It sounded very hilarious and condemning. What if he gets so angry and snapped out her heart from the comfort of her chest. That would absolutely be the end to her royal existence. She was scared to ask and wasn't bold enough to confront him.
Jay was a cool guy, no doubt about that but "who knows", the other being inside of him might possess a completely different personality. Which was it going to be. Attack or retreat. Cmon Hannah, think straight, she roughed her silky hair, banging her feet on the floor. A brilliant idea suddenly struck Hannah head.
She knew just what to do. She could make him voice out without actually pulling a finger down his throat. She summoned Kate, her special maid, ushering her to go tell Jay she needed a glass of red wine brought to her room this moment. Kate was dumbfounded. She wondered why the princess wanted a glass of wine served by a male servant like Jay but who was she to question her orders.
She hustled toward Jay chamber and relayed him the princess message. Jay had no time to waste, he headed towards the royal wine jar and fetched out a glass of pure refined red wine.
His mind were running a quick addition, on his way to Hannah chamber. Just like Kate, he also found the princess order somewhat strange but he mange to keep his cool. Going to her room felt like visiting a courtyard.
Kate was her appointed maid but she had rather insisted she wants the wine served by him. Jay lifted the tray of wine with a hand and knocked at Hannah door with the other. Yes, come in, Hannah tiny voice yearned from afar. He slowly opened the door, putting on that unavailable face of his.
Silence! Silence! Silence. That was all he knew how to do. I would push you to the river and eventually make you drink from it, you gentle horse, Hannah concluded in her thought.
Here is the wine "my princess". He dropped the tray of wine on the bed and forwarded the glass of wine to her. Hannah scooped the drink down her throat. The trick was about to begin.
There is probably no way he is escaping this. Please, she began, adding the friendly remark. Could you help me get my veil on the desk, she smiled. Jay hopped towards the desk which was initially few centimeters away. He reached for the veil and turned, facing Hannah.
Yes! This was it. The final moment of truth.
She was super convinced Jay would fall for her almighty trick. He was just few steps away. All she needed was for him to take two step forward, then boom! The magic happens.
The time was ripe. It definitely now or never. She slipped her hand slowly, loosing grip of the glass cup and sluggishly freed the cup off her hand.
The glass cup descended gradually, slowly making it way to eternal doom. Jay would surely intervene, Hannah thought. He would definitely not watch the cup slit her toe apart. She was playing the game super perfect, probably killing two bird with one stone. Two things were in check which includes, discovery Jay power and knowing how merciful of a man he is.
Jay was bewildered, his looked so baffled. How was he going to solve the puzzle. If the cup made it to the ground, it would definitely slash Hannah toe. Making the cup disobey gravity would also reveal his identity. One would definitely be confused, wondering how he orchestrated dozens of thought in such period of time. That just how fast he could think.
Jay was smart, at the same time cunning. Hannah had played her card well. Killing two bird with a simple Peebles was a great idea but Jay had discovered an antidote to intersect a plot he had zero knowledge of. Instead of changing the rules, he could simply bend them a little. Just like Hannah, he also might end up killing two bird with a single stone.
He could perfectly conceal his identity and also save the princess ass. He glowed his eyes at the cup using "The Magic of the eye" and initially shifted it away from Hannah direction.
Splash! Splash! Splash! The glass cup kissed the floor, spitting into tiny particles.
Hannah froze, she stairs at the broken glass, battling in confusion.
She moved her body, trying to take a step forward. Auch! She screamed , accidentally stepping her toe on a broken glass. Hannah! Stop right there, Jay yelled out. He looks so concern not noticing the fact that he called Hannah by her name. Something he vowed and sweared never to do. He approached pitiful Hannah who was suffering from a slight leg cut.
He swept her leg of the ground, giving no room to hesitation, placing her on the bed. What was going on? What was he doing? Jay dashed out of the room and returned in a jiffy, bringing alongside him a healing herb. He placed her leg on his thigh and applied the healing ointment.
It stinks! Hannah yelled out, feeling a little bit of pain.
Why are you offering me help, we're not even friends. Hannah questioned, adding a clause to her statement. Jay looked into her eyes and blink them back at the bruised leg. A glass cup isn't what should joke around with. It not some sought of play tools. His statement sounded harsh yet attractive. Who are you? Hannah asked, like there was another version of Jay she had no knowledge of.
Jay scooped out a laugh at her question. I'm Jay, nothing less, nothing more. Wow! Hannah exclaims. This was the first time seeing him smile. His teeth were white claiming no difference to the morning snow. Those smiles were genuine, they grinned out joyfully, coming out bright like they were yearning for presence.