Kethra's plan

Kethra stood at the balcony of the palace. She watched keenly as the guests made their way into the princess's palace. Her eyes searched among the crowd, shocked her heart skittered with anger seeing all the people who were coming with gifts to celebrate the princess being the chosen one.

Her lip curled up into devilish smirk. The thought of all the lives that owed her their happiness gave her goosebumps. Like the devil, she was going to collect on her debts. 

Her eyes halted on a black carriage that had just arrived. The man who got off the car had a cold and indifferent aura around him. He was tall and well build with a domineering aura in him. 

His black hair neatly combed. His hands to his front carrying a well wrapped gift. He took steady strides towards the house unfazed by the attention he received from other guests.