Chapter - 01 : the stolen engagement

The kingdom of Serena was celebrating a grand occasion today—the engagement of Prince Charles. But what shocked many was the name of the bride-to-be: not Freya, but her stepsister Tyra.

The entire royal ballroom was bathed in light, music, and joy. Nobles from far and wide had gathered, their laughter echoing off the golden walls. Amidst them, in a quiet corner, stood Freya—silent, alone, and with a heart quietly breaking.

The engagement was supposed to be hers.

Freya and Prince Charles were once destined to be together.

But Tyra and her cunning mother conspired to replace Freya and secure the engagement for Tyra instead.

Prince Charles raised no objections.

Why would he?

Tyra carried the blood of the God of War—a divine force capable of unleashing chaos and destruction at will. Who wouldn’t want to marry such a powerful woman?

Freya, however, carried a divine bloodline too—one she was completely unaware of.

Running through her veins was the sacred blood of the God of Peace.

At times, she would see strange dreams—visions she couldn't explain, unaware of the true power slumbering inside her.

On this grand night, Freya had been reduced to a mere servant.

Her task was to serve drinks to the guests—an act of humiliation forced upon her by her stepmother.

Her own father, once a respected man of the court, stood silently. In front of Tyra and her mother, he had become nothing but a shadow.

As Freya walked across the marble floors, balancing silver trays and silent tears, whispers trailed behind her.

Some mocked her.

Others stared at her with leering eyes.

From a distance, Tyra and her mother watched it all unfold—with cruel smirks dancing on their lips, satisfied by Freya’s suffering.

And just then—

The massive golden doors of the ballroom flung open.

All heads turned.

A chilling breeze swept in as a tall, dark figure stepped inside.

It was Prince Roy—the only heir of the neighboring kingdom of Aric.

His presence was magnetic.

Girls around the room visibly gasped. His piercing eyes glowed with a deep crimson hue, mysterious and dangerous.

Even Prince Charles couldn't hide his discomfort.

Roy was more powerful than him in every way.

Yet by the customs of the court, Charles was forced to bow his head in welcome.

Tyra and her mother quickly redirected their attention.

Their greed now shifted. It should be Roy, they thought.

Tyra tried to flirt, to catch his attention with her charm.

But Roy didn't even spare her a glance.

Instead, he walked—straight toward Freya.

Before anyone could process what was happening,

he knelt before her, looked directly into her eyes and asked—

"Will you marry me?"

The entire ballroom fell into stunned silence.

Tyra, her mother, Prince Charles—everyone stood frozen.

Even Freya couldn’t move.

She simply stared back at Roy, eyes wide with disbelief, as her world turned upside down in a single moment.

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