The Forgotten Princess’S Rebellion
Chapter 13
[Royal Ballroom – Under the Grand Chandelier]
[The waltz had begun. Gloved hands met, bodies moved in perfect rhythm, and the court watched, whispering behind silk fans. Seraphina, however, barely heard them—her mind still reeling.]
Seraphina Valenhardt (princess/fl)
(inner thoughts): This isn’t right. The novel… the plot… it was supposed to be Evelynn
[She could still remember the words from the book—the moment when Duke Elias Ravenspire, the elusive shadow of the empire, took Lady Evelynn’s hand, shocking the court. It was meant to mark the beginning of her rise… the first sign of the male leads falling into her orbit. But now—]
Elias Ravenspire (grand Duke/ml 2)
*His gloved fingers tightened around hers, grounding her in the present*
Elias Ravenspire (grand Duke/ml 2)
(low voice, smirking) You look like you’ve seen a ghost, Princess
Seraphina Valenhardt (princess/fl)
(steadies her breath) Maybe I have. You weren’t supposed to ask me
[Elias twirled her effortlessly, his red eyes glinting with something unreadable. He led the dance with precision, his presence both commanding and untamed, as if he existed outside the rules of nobility itself.]
Elias Ravenspire (grand Duke/ml 2)
(soft chuckle) Supposed to? Tell me, who writes the rules of fate?
Seraphina Valenhardt (princess/fl)
*Seraphina met his gaze, searching for an answer—one she didn’t have. Her fingers trembled slightly in his grasp, and he noticed. He always noticed*
Elias Ravenspire (grand Duke/ml 2)
(mockingly) Nervous?
Seraphina Valenhardt (princess/fl)
(calmly) I don’t feel fear that easily, Duke
Elias Ravenspire (grand Duke/ml 2)
*Elias leaned in slightly, enough that only she could hear*
Elias Ravenspire (grand Duke/ml 2)
(low whisper) Good. I’d rather have you fearless than fragile~
Seraphina Valenhardt (princess/fl)
*Her heart gave a strange, unfamiliar lurch. But before she could decipher it, she felt something else—an intensity burning from beyond the dance floor*
[Lucien leaned lazily against a pillar, a glass of untouched wine in his hand. Unlike the others, he made no effort to hide the glimmer of amusement in his glowing blue eyes.]
Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)
(to himself, smirking) Tsk. Foolish Duke. You should know better than to touch something you can’t claim
Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)
*his magic crackled faintly at his fingertips, but he let it dissipate. Not yet. Let them play their little games. He was patient*
[Kieran’s stormy gray eyes locked onto Seraphina, his jaw tight. She looked different tonight—dressed in deep violet, hair cascading like silver moonlight. But that wasn’t what held him captive]
[It was the way she smiled at Elias. Soft, unreadable, distant.]
Kieran Valtor (knight/ ml4)
(gripping his sword hilt) Why does it feel like she’s slipping further away?
Kieran Valtor (knight/ ml4)
The thought struck deep, unsettling him. He had sworn to protect her, to keep her safe from the wolves of court. But what if he was just another beast lurking in the shadows?
[At the edge of the ballroom, Lady Evelynn’s emerald eyes gleamed with something sharp—something dangerously close to fury. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go.]
[Her nails dug into her silk gloves, but she forced a perfect, gentle smile.]
Evelynn Rosenhall (og fl)
(to herself) You don’t belong in this story, Seraphina. And I will make sure you remember that
[Back on the Dance Floor]
Elias Ravenspire (grand Duke/ml 2)
*Elias pulled her close for the final turn, their faces inches apart*
Elias Ravenspire (grand Duke/ml 2)
(softly) Tell me, Princess… when did you start rewriting fate?
Seraphina Valenhardt (princess/fl)
*Seraphina didn’t answer. Because for the first time, she wasn’t sure if she was the one changing the story… or if the story was changing her*
Author 💬
"Fate had a script, but she was never meant to follow it—only to tear it apart, one stolen moment at a time."
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✿Cutie✿
I want him to be Ml/CoolGuy//CoolGuy//CoolGuy/ (Duke)
2025-03-28
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Anuu 💕🐣
ur ending notes are so awesomee... ✨🎀🎀🎀
2025-02-15
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