Mistress Of Enchanting Dragon

Although this kind of change was natural and somewhat necessary, Abrielle kind of missed the past when she used to spend lots of time with her daughter.

As a queen, she couldn't spend much time with Genie as she had other duties to complete, plus this whole castle was on her to manage.

Abrielle was also in charge of their personal business with Zivan.

The Royal treasury has always been something for everyone because of the smart business ideas of the queen of the North.

She has tried her best to manage everything as well as spend time with her children.

But still, Abrielle felt that it wasn't enough.

Since Zivan turned fourteen he has started to learn everything from his mother. While Samuel joined his brother and father in other external matters.

Zivan, Donovan and Samuel became mature ahead of time, none of them enjoined their childhood as much as a normal kid should. Especially Donovan.

But the boys never complained and there was nothing she could do about it. After all, their kingdom has always been in a tight spot and Zachary needed help from someone he could fully trust.

When they found out about Donovan's different abilities and powers Zachary started to train him from a young age.

And followed by the other two Regalhelm boys.

But when it comes to Genevieve he simply couldn't make himself put his daughter in harsh environments.

Abrielle also didn't want to turn her daughter into the same stiff person as her other children.

Abrielle wanted to give at least Genie a time she deserves without worries. 

Thus they have kept everything from Genie.

But what they did was right? Who knows what time will bring for them.

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Abrielle stayed in Genie's room for a while before she left after making sure that everything was alright with her daughter.

As soon Abrielle left Genie heaved a sigh of relief.

Her forehead started to trickle with sweat.

This was the first time she has lied to her mother about something. Although this wasn't a complete lie she still hid something from Abrielle and this was a very big deal for a girl like Genevieve who has lived like an open book till now.

Genie closed the door and sat down on her bed silently.

She let herself fall on the bed, her eyes wide open as she looked at the ceilings without blinking.

"A friend…" she mumbled softly thinking about how she agreed to be someone's friend.

But she didn't want to think about it much. After all, she was a princess and the one and only friend of hers was a commoner. 

He might have sneaked in today but there was a chance that they would never meet before.

Just thinking of it made Genie a bit sad.

"Well it's a good thing that at least I have a friend," but Genie who has learned to smile through everything made up her mind not to think much about it and at least one happy that she has at least a friend now.

With that thought in mind, Genie went to bed happily.

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Back to the celebration ground.

Silja and Donovan were still seated on the river shore.

"So that's the case," something clicked in Silja's mind. She heard what Donovan told her about the royal blood of Krule.

Lucky he is. Silja thought in her head.

"What a waste. There is no way he will help you break the curse right," Silja asked looking at him.

Donovan shook his head with a slight smile.

"You don't have to lose hope though, there must be someone else who will help us. We will find that person," she spoke up and looked at him with a smile.

Donovan was taken aback by her words.

Of course, someone will help them. And that person was her. 

But what made Donovan surprised most was her last sentence.

"...there must be someone else who will help us. We will find that person together,' 

Us?

That means she was considering his problems as her own.

Donovan couldn't help but feel revealed and a smile bloom on his face.

He remembered when he first talked to her in the ballroom. There was pure hatred and indifference in her eyes for him but now she was thinking for him.

His problems were hers now.

Their relationship has come a long way.

"I know," Donovan smiled and wrapped his arms around her tightly.

The celebration ran till late at night and by the time it was over most of the people were already drunk and messy.

Soldiers were sending everyone home and soon the ground was empty.

Benjamin had already left long ago while Samuel and Zivan were making sure everything was going safely.

Donovan left with Silja to send her to her chamber safely.

"You should go now," Silja said as she looked at the man who was showing no signs of leaving even after Silja was safely inside her room.

"Who said I'm leaving?" Donovan said nonchalantly and then walked past Silja and entered the room as it belonged to him.

"What...you can't do that?" Silja tailed behind him.

"Why can't?" Donovan lifted his eyebrows and walked towards the bath chamber with quick steps.

"Because this is my chamber, you should go in yours, "Silja ran behind him to stop him.

But suddenly Donovan halted his steps and turned around sharply.

Silja couldn't stop herself in time and bumped into him and Donovan took the chance to pull her in his arms.

"Ahha...on one hand, you are saying that I can't stay here and on the other, you are falling in my arms so desperately. What's in your mind princess? Are you trying to play hard to get?" He smirked teasingly.

Silja's eyes widened as she realized that he was twisting her own words to his benefit.

"That's certainly not the case," Silja pushed him away and made an appropriate distance between them. 

"Is that so?" But the sly man again pulled her in his arms.

"Donovan, what are you doing?" Silja tried to dodge him.

"Do you know how hard it was for me?" Donovan shoved his head in the crook of her neck and said in an aggrieved tone.

"What was hard?" She questioned.

"To see you looking this beautiful but can't be able to do anything. It is hard for me to control," Donovan looked up at her. His eyes were pleading. 

"It's just one day Donovan. We are going to marry tomorrow," Silja said. But Donovan acted as if he didn't hear her at all. He lowered his head and captured her lips on a wet kiss.

"Exactly, it's just one day," he smiled and then lowered his head again and started to plant a trail of small kisses on her face and then went south towards her neck.

His lips grazed on her collarbone, he could feel her vein pulsing under her skin.

The warm flow of blood rush was making her go red. And he also added to redness while making a few love bites.

"Ahh..," Silja sighed as his teeth played with the skin on her shoulder and then moved to tease her earlobe.

Silja was normally very sensitive and now when he was twirling each and every nerve of her it was hard to control those natural reactions that came out as moans.

"See you also want it," he looked up and saw a limp woman in his arms.

"Donovan.." she groaned. Silja felt ashamed hearing that and she closed her eyes and hid her face in his chest.

"Hahaha," Donovan laughed out loud at her cute reaction.

He wrapped himself around her.

"Although I would like to take you here and now very much, but I won't do that. Let's save it for tomorrow," he smiled and pulled her away.

"Let's just sleep today," he ran his thumb over her soft lips and wiped away the saliva.

Silja was too embarrassed to say something. She just nodded her head and turned towards the bed.

But Donovan again held her hand and stopped her.

"You said we are going to bed," frightened that he again changed his mind, Silja spoke up quickly.

"Indeed. But are you going to sleep in this dress?" Donovan lifted her eyebrows. He simply could tell what she was thinking after seeing her expression.

Only then did she remember the sheer discomfort of that heavy dress.

"Ohh..No I should change it," she replied.

"Okay. Go and have a bath. It will help you ease the tiredness," She nodded and then walked in the direction of the bathroom.

While Donovan removed his coat and sent a maid to bring a set of nightclothes for him.

By the time Silja came out after taking a quick shower, Donovan was already on the bed laying quietly on his side.

Silja, who was about to walk towards the bed, halted her steps.. Suddenly a bit unsure of what she should do.