Unwelcomed letter

The next day, at the Winter Greeting Ball, Ariana didn't show up as she promised. The Marquis and the Marchioness, however, paid their respects. Unlike their daughter, they were unaware of the latest rumors circulating about the Crown Prince, so they faced the romance of Jerome and Jürgen at the ball.

Returning home from the ceremony, the Marchioness threw her fan screaming at the marquis and shouted for water and sedatives.

It was almost midnight, but Ariana woke up to the noise and ran down the stairs to see what had happened.

"How dare they do this to us? With my dear little girl? Does that monster have a heart ?! "

The marchioness shouted, crying.

"Mother… what happened?"

The couple and the servants then noticed the miss standing on the stairs.

"I'm so sorry my treasure, have we woken you up?"

The father added.

"No problem, I was still reading."

There was a gracious lie.

The marquis would have just escorted his daughter back upstairs, thus postponing the terrible news… when the marchioness hugged her.

"Poor thing! My poor little girl! "

"Izaura!"

Her husband growled at her.

"Nothing wrong Father… Mother, let's have a tea, okay? Beth, please bring one to the salon. "

"Immediately!"

Ariana carefully pulled her mother's arms off herself and escorted her to the salon.

"So what happened?"

She asked again.

"I'm sorry my treasure… now I understand why you made that absurd contract… why you didn't want to be queen…"

His father covered his face with his palm.

"That bastard was playing lovey-dovey there with his lover!"

The marchioness shouted from behind the handkerchief.

"If I had known the prince was gay…"

A glass of whiskey was pulled down by the marquis.

"You couldn't have done anything then…"

Ariana took his hand.

"There is nothing we can do against the royal desire, you know that, but only a woman can give birth to an heir. We have no choice but to silently offer a child… then disappear from the eyes of the royal family forever. "

She said sadly.

The parents felt their hearts break… their wonderful child had such an ugly fate… they thought the girl could not suffer a greater humiliation, that they couldn't be more angrier…

But the prince proved otherwise.

A week before the wedding, the Vanderberg family received a letter stating that the wedding was nothing more, than that the king and the church would approve of the covenant without ceremony and personal appearance of Ariana.

Reading this line, the marchioness unconsciously fell to the ground on the spot. She didn't recover for 3 days.

Ariana tolerated the humiliating lines silently as the butler read the contents of the letter to her and her father.

"On her 18th birthday, the young lady has to move into the palace designated for her, carrying only a suitcase of personal belongings and her horse. The palace where she will reside during the period specified in the contract, may not be visited by anyone other than the designated staff, the parents and the king himself. "

'Who will be Jerome by then, since he will be crowned on the day of the wedding… except the fact, that it is not me who sits beside him on the throne, but Jürgen.'

"You're going to be a prisoner!"

The marquis felt that if he were not sitting in the armchair, he would faint too.

For Ariana, there was no new information, everything happened as dictated by the fate of the original queen. The only question was whether, despite the fact that her wedding night would be a year earlier, she could get pregnant, since the little prince was originally conceived at the wedding night, when the Queen was already 19 year old.

'Whatever… one way or another, but that day will be the book… I mean, my only sex scene with the king. What a pity… such a good looking guy… I could ride his cock all night… but Tess described the barely 5-minute act, as happening in a dry, painful manner with deep disgust… so I don't really wait for it… '

Unfortunately, she slowly began to gather the thingss he was taking with her ont he day of moving.