The Unknown Lycan Princess - Chapter 43: Chapter 43

My mother’s maid Sandra was there already packing my belongings. I despised her because she was always there and I felt my mother loved her more than she did me even though I was her daughter. The bond she shared with my mother was enough to get me to hate her then she had the audacity to act as if we were sisters. Trying to always gossip with me when I just wish the peasant would leave me be. I had more important things to do than listen to her annoying voice blather on and on about nothing that interested me. If all that wasn’t enough I knew she came from a supposedly very powerful witch family, yet they are so poor that Sandra had to leave her family to come here to work for us as a servant. So I honestly don’t believe the rumors considering if they were as powerful as they say they would just use their magic to make them wealthy. I wasn’t paying any mind to what the pest was saying until I heard her say something about my mother accompanying me on this journey. I didn’t think my mother was well enough to get out of bed let alone travel.
“This is so exciting young mistress. Madam has been so ill lately that this is just what the doctor ordered. Some fresh air and some quality time with her beloved daughter. It was so nice that your father is giving you this trip to the Vampire castle for your 18th birthday. Do you think we will catch a glimpse of Prince Alexander while we are there?” Sandra was blabbering on and on. I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Just shut up!” I screamed at her. After taking a deep breath I pulled my mask back on and said calmly, “You stupid girl. You have no clue why I am going to the capitol do you? Well just to help you out a bit I am being sent because I am to marry Prince Alexander. No more talking. You are here to do a job and nothing else. So run me a bath and you better have everything done before I get out. Is that understood?”
“Yes, mistress,” she said in a much more appropriate manner given her station. Pleased that she is now quiet I can actually think. I am curious now what my father’s plan is and why my mother is going. If he thinks she will be any help to me he is sorely mistaken.
After my bath was over I came out of my bathroom and Sandra helped me dress in the finest dress I own. She braided my hair and twisted it in intricate patterns atop my head. I was pleased with the way I looked. A knock at the door and the entrance of our butler let me know it was time for me to leave. I was curious what the rest of the plan was so that I could make sure I didn’t mess anything up. I had a vested interest for this plan to be a success.
I followed and was soon sitting in the carriage with my mother. I noticed Sandra was also accompanying us, but she is just a servant so she is not allowed to sit inside the carriage with us thankfully. She was seated up front by the driver. My mother looked worse than I have ever seen her. No sooner did our journey begin that my mother was bent over screaming in pain. Of course that’s why my father did not see us off. He was too busy with one of his many mistresses. I tuned my mother’s screams out since there was nothing I could do about it. She just needs to tough it out. This is why I will reject my beloved the moment I meet him. I refuse to live my life the way my mother did. I won’t even allow my chosen beloved to mark me. Even if you are not with your beloved and marked by another you can still feel the betrayal pains just not as intense as a beloved’s betrayal.
After an hour into our journey my mother finally passed out from the pain and stopped screaming. I could hear Sandra crying in the front of the carriage. Stupid girl. There is no sense in crying over something my mother could have prevented if she were a stronger woman.
Shortly before we reached the vampire castle my mother woke up. She sat up and straightened herself up and gave me a sad smile. I, on the other hand, just gave her a blank look. I used to love my mother very much when I was a small child before my father’s infidelity. We were very close, then once the pains started she sent me to the nannies and never so much as tried to see me again. I grew to resent her and just tolerate her now when I have to be in her presence.
We were just entering the castle gates when I heard Sandra scream and the carriage jolt. I looked out the window and saw that the carriage was being attacked by wolves. They looked almost like they had mange so I knew these were rogue wolves. I wonder why they are attacking us. Father said they were on his side. Before I could think anymore about it my mother grabbed my hand and forced me to look at her.
“Natasha I fear the worst. We need to escape and run into the castle grounds. We will be safe there.” Mother said as she started to drag me out of the carriage. I was surprised at the strength she had.
As my mother and I got out of the carriage on the opposite side of the attack we ran to the treeline and hid in the bushes. I could see the rogues take Sandra into the forest and I was glad it was her and not me. Mother and I found our opportunity to run towards the gates. We weren’t far off. As we were running I thought we were safe and then out of nowhere we were tackled by a huge black wolf. He didn’t look like the rest and before I could think my mother’s screams were quickly cut off when the wolf tore her throat out severing her head from her body. The utter look of terror on my mother’s face was enough to knock me out of my trance and I quickly took off running again towards the gates.
I was within feet of the entrance and saw guards running towards me. I was hopeful I could make it there before the wolf could catch me, but it was futile and I felt claws raking down my back. I let out a loud scream and before the wolf could finish me off like my mother the guards showed up. Before the wolf left I noticed it wink at me and that is when I realized this was what my father’s plan was all along.
When the soldiers reached me I put on the performance of my life. I cried and screamed about my mother and that useless Sandra. How the wolves came out of nowhere to attack us. I could see the sympathy in their eyes and before long I passed out, or at least that is what they thought. I felt myself being lifted and rushed to the infirmary. The soldier was instructed to take me to the castle’s infirmary due to my father’s status, and so that I could be questioned more when I was calmer.
I peeped through my lids to see what was happening. I saw a handsome man carrying Sandra from the woods. She was passed out and her clothes were torn but it didn’t look as if anything else happened to her. I was disappointed that she was fine, but oh well my task of getting into the castle was accomplished. Now I just have to meet with the prince and have him fall in love with me.
However, that is not what happened at all. I learned that the man who saved Sandra was none other than Prince Alexander himself. It turned out that little worthless servant was his beloved. I managed to get an audience with the king shortly after my release from the infirmary.
He felt pity for what I had to endure on his doorstep. Within weeks of my arrival I convinced the king that I was the best choice for his son to marry instead of Sandra. I convinced him that she was ill fitted for the throne. It didn’t take much convincing at all. The king was out of his head most of the time.
I was thrilled that I could accomplish what my father had tasked me to do. Though Alexander didn’t want to be with me he still chose his throne over his beloved. It gave me peace knowing that I also caused Sandra immense pain by being married to her beloved. The week before my marriage to the prince I was sent home to prepare for my move to the castle. While there my father was in high spirits for a man whose beloved was killed not too long ago. Though I knew he had a hand in her death.