The Alpha Prince's Luna

Cordelia is debating with herself if she will leave the area right this instant. She is feeling so uncomfortable already. However, her curiosity got the best of her. Since there are no guards in sight, she sneaks slowly to the door of the room where the insanely obscene sounds are coming from. She stands with her back against the wall. She does not have to stand close because the sound of moaning starts to peak even louder.

Is the Prince too arrogant that he does these acts openly in the palace? Or he truly does not care what others think of him? He is a Prince so maybe he is really full of himself.

Cordelia feels revulsion towards this Prince who seems to care only for pleasure from women. The pleasuring sounds last for a few more minutes. Even Cordelia starts feeling something different upon hearing such steamy moans and grunts. Then it stops. She places her head against the closed door to try to overhear better. She tries to hold her breath, afraid that it might be heard from the inside.

"You are such an amazing lover, my Prince. No one can compare to your skill in giving me such a mind-blowing pleasure each time we have sex." The woman says to the Prince in a sweet voice.

Cordelia grimaces from the undeniable irritation she feels that this indecent woman has provided pleasure to Prince Bernard on more than just several occasions. She sounds so familiar with the Prince as if they have been together for a long time.

"Are you trying to tease me again Freya?" That is the voice of Prince Bernard.

Cordelia cannot help but imagine the appearance of the Prince. His voice sounds sexy.

Or is it the effect of what she heard a few minutes ago that leads her to these imaginations?

"You know I do not tease. I have always been honest to you." The woman replies in an alluring voice. She is definitely trying to seduce the Prince once more.

"I know that but you seem to be keeping something from me these past few days." Prince Bernard sounds worried about something.

Cordelia presses her ear harder against the door so she can hear well.

A long silence falls in the room.

Freya takes a deep breath and starts to speak again.

"My Prince, we have been together for a long time. You know my affections for you are genuine. I am aware of my position in this palace and yours as well. I can never be your bride." Freya says these things as she stands from the bed and walks toward the closed window. She sounded upset.

Cordelia hears the sound of footsteps moving closer to the closed window by her side. She crouches down to hide in case the window is opened from inside the room. Nothing happened. Another set of footsteps seems to walk towards the window. It must be the Prince now. Cordelia thought to herself as she tries to picture what is going on inside the chambers. She hears clearly the voices of Prince Bernard and Freya from outside the door.

"What is all this talk about being a bride? Freya, you know that I do not have any intentions to get married yet. What are you so worried about?" Prince Bernard responds in a gentle tone. He appears to be concerned with Freya's sudden seriousness.

Freya laughs in a mocking way.

"It may seem that the King and the Queen have not informed you of anything at all." Freya says in a knowing tone.

"What are you trying to hint on, Freya?" Prince Bernard asks, not hiding his confusion.

"My Prince, you are to be married to your destined bride! She is foretold by your father's all-knowing witch!" Freya spits out these words with venom. She is so upset with the news that she is telling the Prince whom she considers to be hers alone.

"What? How come my father never told me this?" Prince Bernard demands more information from his lover.

"Apparently, your father's royal witch decided that they should search for your destined bride first before they even tell you. According to your witch, you are to marry a commoner's daughter so that the people will continue to stay loyal to the King. Marrying their son to a commoner's daughter will ensure your family's rule for a long time. This destined wife of yours will be loved by the people." Freya continues to narrate in a bitter manner.

It appears that the Prince has no idea about their forced marriage too. Cordelia frowns recalling her situation.

"What if I refuse to marry?" Prince Bernard asks but he knows the answer already. No one defies his father, the King.

Cordelia feels annoyed with the words of Prince Bernard. She recalls her own dislike for this forced marriage.

"You are just saying that now because you have not tasted her. Soon, you will forget about me while she warms you up in bed." Freya says shamelessly.

Cordelia's face gets hot upon hearing these words coming from the mouth of the woman who had sex with her future husband. How can she be jealous like that? She has no right to speak that way to the Prince!

"I will not be like that! If I am forced to marry this farm girl for the people to be happy with my father's rule, I will give that stupid girl so many hardships that she will regret being with me!" Bernard exclaims to Freya so sure of himself.

"Is that what you call your apology for not making me your bride?" Freya sounds seductive once more upon hearing Bernard's promise of an unhappy marriage with Cordelia.

The conversation in the chambers dies down after that.

Cordelia stands from her crouch quickly but quietly. She is so confused about where to go. How can she be in this kind of situation right now? What kind of life will she have in this palace as a wife of a Prince who does not like to have her in the first place? She wishes to run away again but where will she go?