Gazebo

We were told to wait in the gazebo while the royal siblings arrived. I was anxious to meet the prince. Prince Rivenn moonblade. I wonder who he is? And how did he know my name and how I look? I guess I will have to ask him when I meet him.

The gazebo was a circular pavilion that was supported by sturdy marble columns with intricate carvings of elven symbols and patterns. The roof of the gazebo is domed and made of glass, allowing natural sunlight to filter through and illuminate the space with a warm glow. Ivy and moss covered the whole thing with little purple flowers, it was beautiful.

The gazebo is spacious, with enough room for several people to comfortably gather inside. The floor is made of polished marble tiles, and there are plush cushions and throw pillows arranged on benches around the perimeter. The cushions are covered in soft velvet material that feels luxurious to the touch. Onyx made himself comfortable on one of the benches. After looking around I took a seat beside him.

At the center of the gazebo, there is a large marble table with intricately carved legs. The table is adorned with a colorful bouquet of flowers in an ornate vase, adding a vibrant burst of color to the space.

onyx looks like he doesn't care but from what I have seen he is really observant, as soon as he entered any unfamiliar space the first thing, he does is scan the room or the garden, in this case, the gazebo, he was aware of every single moment the servant made.

Onyx suddenly stood up, I became alert and turned to find someone walking towards us. There were soldiers lined up and in the middle were them. The first thing that I noticed was the male that was walking toward us.

I was shocked to see the shiny blonde hair. Is he...? Is he rivenn moonblade the prince?

Riven was a strikingly handsome elf, with bright blonde hair that fell in straight locks to his shoulders. His hair shone like pure gold in the sunlight, catching the light with every subtle movement of his head.

His hair framed a face that was chiseled and sharp, with high cheekbones and a defined jawline. His eyes were a piercing blue, bright and clear like the waters of a mountain stream. Those eyes fixed straight on me as a smile appeared on his face.

The way I had taken the pastry right beneath his fork flashed in my mind. I guess I know how he knows my name now. Did he find out who I was after that incident? Is he going to take revenge on me? I should not have come here. Right in the palace where he can torture or do anything that he wants. I bet Liza will faint if she finds out I did that.

He was in front of me while I was busy panicking. Before I could comprehend, he had taken my hand in his and was kissing it. While his blue eyes stared deep into mine. "Hello, my lady."

I was shocked, to say the least, I could not move. He steered me towards one of the benches while still holding my hand in his. He gestured for me to sit; I complied without saying anything. This is not the time nor the place for me to say anything.

When he took a seat beside me, I wanted to move away, I was able to refrain at the last minute. I should behave as to not invoke his wrath. He didn't seem to be offended by me as he kept a pleasant smile pasted on his face.

I was so immersed by him that I failed to notice the most beautiful elf I had seen. Riven's sister, Princess Seraphina is undoubtedly the most beautiful elf I have ever seen. She was breathtakingly beautiful, with delicate features that seem almost too perfect to be real. Her long, silvery hair cascades down her back in gentle waves, catching the light and shining like molten silver.

the ethereal light of her face illuminates her surroundings, and Her eyes are a striking shade of icy blue, framed by long, dark lashes that flutter like butterfly wings. Her slender figure is graceful and delicate, moving with a refined elegance that was mesmerizing.

Her dress is made of the finest silk, and it seems to be woven with strands of moonlight, so pale and soft it is. The dress has a low-cut neckline that showcases her collarbones, and it flows down to her feet in soft, billowing waves. She wears a delicate silver necklace that sparkles like a thousand stars in the sky, and her ears are adorned with elaborate earrings of the same precious metal. She was so beautiful was the only thought that was in my mind as I stared at her.

She doesn't look like she is as impressed with me as I am with her. With a look of disdain at me, she took a seat as far away from me as possible.

As she sits in the gazebo, her long white dress flowing around her, Seraphine seems to radiate a quiet confidence and grace. I adjusted myself and wondered if I looked anything good in front of her, maybe not as I was in my jeans and a crop top. I wish I had taken a bit more time to get ready. I know I was looking beautiful, but it was nothing compared to her beauty. She looks like a goddess.

"Do you remember me we met at the café; you took the pastry right out of my hands." Prince Rivenn said with a laugh, I laughed awkwardly with him. He does remember that incident I was hoping he doesn't remember. Just my bad luck.

I could feel Onyx's gaze on me, I turned to find him staring at me accusingly.

"Did you really do that to him?" His silent accusing gaze seemed to ask. I turned away from him, I don't think he would like the answer.