Things are not always what they seem.
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I rushed through the corridor, the sound of my shoes echoing and bouncing off the walls. Removing my wig and the pins keeping it in place, I toss it to the family butler as he walks behind me with the same urgency in his stride. I stop just in front of a set of big wooden doors that shut my father's study to the rest of the house. With a loud knock and a faint "come in", I throw the doors open and march in. My father was sitting quietly behind his desk. I caught a look in his eyes filled with shock and surprise for a split second before he expertly masked it with his usual blank stare. 

"What is the meaning of this?"
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Adelaide Isla is anything but ordinary. Being the daughter of a prominent businessman in the kingdom is something she still considers normal. With her father an earl and close friends with the crown prince, her status is what she wishes is normal. After years of scandal, family drama, and tension, her father allows her to live undercover for her later teenage years. Adelaide was loving life until she gets thrown a curveball as the grandson of the king needs a bodyguard.

Full of Illusions

There are certain things that you do that may seem irrelevant, but in actuality can tell a lot about who you are. It may be the way you bounce your leg out of nervousness. It could also be the way you clutch your utensils tightly when you feel annoyed with the conversation at the dinner table. Minor details make the big picture. Nobody is perfect and someone is always hiding something. Everyone has a tell. 


The royal pain in my behind, also known as Prince Leo, keeps sneaking glances at me. It’s too obvious. The way he kept looking at me was not like the other looks he’s been sending me before Father took my knives. The earlier looks were full of curiosity because of the time we had spent apart. He now had an uneasiness in his eyes and posture. As if he did not feel comfortable either with me, my ability to hide knives from his guards, or how effortlessly I pulled out said knives. Maybe it was all three. 


Everyone Has a Tell