Chapter 2 Nothing like the rumors

The next day, Isadora was released from the dungeon and was taken to her chamber to get prepared as usual a different maid would dress her up cause she never had her own personal maid.

Her hair was tied into a ponytail and she was dressed in her finest gown. Her mother came in her chamber and as her eyes spotted her daughter a wide grin appeared her face.

"My,my how beautiful now she is all ready,guards escort her to where she would take off"the queen ordered. "Where is Alex ?"Isadora asked "None of your business "her mother replied. Guards escort her to where she would take off"the queen ordered.

"Where is Alex ?"Isadora asked again. "None of your business! "her mother replied sharply. Isadora was scarred they had done something to her poor brother. She got in the carriage and was escorted by a convoy of guards to the border of Eldrid.

As she crossed into the kingdom, she was greeted by a barren wasteland, a stark contrast to the lush forests and rolling hills of her own kingdom. The air was thick with the stench of sulfur, and the sky was dark and foreboding.

As she made her way through the rocky terrain, Isadora felt a sense of dread wash over her. She had never been outside of her kingdom before, and she felt completely out of her element. She clung to the carriage doors tightly and prayed that she would survive the journey. But as she rode towards Devon's kingdom, Isadora began to feel a growing sense of dread.

What if Devon was truly as wicked as they said? What if he treated her poorly, or worse yet, if he tried to harm her? After some hours of riding they finally, Isadora arrived at Devon's castle.

The royal guards that escorted her ran away immediately she arrived at his castle,they didn't want to be dead as they where scared to their bones. Isadora had fallen as sleep and didn't know she had reached the place where her life would begin.

"Your highness wake up",someone said and gently tapped her "Ahh,who are you?"she screamed "I am your maid that has been assigned to you please come in"Daisy spoke. Isadora could only nod and follow her. As she entered the palace doors They all stared at her in shock, for Isadora was a vision of beauty unlike any they had ever seen.

Her hair was the color of dark blue, and her amber eyes shone.Her skin was as soft as silk, and her figure was delicate and graceful. Isadora felt uncomfortable under their scrutiny, but tried her best to remain composed.

Isadora waited nervously, her heart racing with fear and uncertainty. She wondered what kind of man King Devon was, whether he would be cruel or kind, whether he would even bother to show his face.

Finally, the door opened, and King Devon entered the room. It was then that Devon made his entrance. The room fell silent as he strode towards her, his face still hidden behind a hooded cloak. Isadora could feel her heart racing.

From the moment she laid eyes on him, Isadora knew that he was different from any man she had ever met.His reputation as a fearsome warrior was well-known throughout the land, and Isadora couldn't help but feel a little intimidated by him. Devon was tall and broad-shouldered, with chiseled features and piercing blue eyes.

He wore a cloak of midnight black, which only added to his air of mystery. Isadora found herself staring at him, unable to look away. Devon stopped in front of her, and with a flourish, he pulled back his hood and Isadora gasped in surprise.

King Devon was not the hideous demon she had expected him to be. Instead, he was tall, broad-shouldered, and devastatingly handsome. His face was chiseled and strong. His jawline was strong,his hair was scarlet red color and his lips were full and inviting,everything about him sounded mysterious.

His eyes twinkled with amusement as he watched her reaction. "Why are you looking at me like that?" he asked, his voice deep and resonant. For a moment, Isadora forgot to breathe. She couldn't believe that the man standing before her was the same one she had heard so many terrible stories about. He looked nothing like a demon.

"I see you are surprised," King Devon said Isadora felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to stare. It's just that...well, I wasn't expecting you to be so handsome." Devon chuckled, and Isadora felt a flutter in her stomach.

She realized with a shock that she was starting to feel something for this man. Was it possible that the curse had been lifted? Take her highness to her room and prepare her for the wedding the king ordered the maids and they did as instructed.

"They were getting married now?"she questioned in her head she thought she would rest and find a way to escape before tomorrow arrived but who knew?