Their Hidden Princess (Zora) novel Chapter 200

Chapter 200

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Chapter 200

Given my “episode“, it was decided that I needed to consummate my bond with Valentin as soon as possible. He deduced that just accepting the bond was enough that my body was sent into a frenzy when it realized the bond wasn’t complete. Part of me was embarrassed but part of me was terrified. If that was only the start of the insanity, what did full insanity look like?

Thus, that evening, I marched my way across campus in my snow boots and nicest dress to meet my Headmaster to sleep with him.

What in the fuck was my life?

The life of a princess, obviously, Mona chimed in. She’d been smug all afternoon. Something about her being right? I don’t know. I ignored her huffs and puff and “I–told–you–so❞s.

This doesn’t seem so luxurious, I replied. My boots crunched against the dried up snow. It’d been unseasonably warm that day. A layer of ice had coated the tops of the snow around campus. Still, I kept my jacket wrapped tight around me to hide from the whipping wind.

I realized, as I passed the Admissions building, that the only space of Valentin’s I’d seen was his office. A lump formed in my throat as I came to terms with the fact that I was going to his house. Where he slept.

And probably fucked Bella….

Mona growled in the back of my mind. That trollop is gone, she hissed. Don’t waste your thoughts on her.

I nodded to myself. She was right. Bella was gone and I was Valentin’s fated mate. Just being there was going to be better than anything she’d given him. Right?

My thoughts were cut off as I stepped into view of the headmaster’s home. It was a quaint cottage built of brick with dark wood siding. Piles of snow were still on the roof making it look like a place elves lived. If they existed, that was.

The probably did.

Smoke was fluming from the chimney. A dull, warm light came from the windows. Everything about Valentin’s house seemed homely. It was a far cry from his clinical office covered in papers.

Standing outside was the man himself. As I got closer, I realized Valentin had shoved a cigarette between his lips and was erratically smoking it. His hair was out of it’s normal bun and curled behind his ears. He’d clean shaven his beard and looked fresh and new despite the dark circles under his eyes.

He caught me walking in his direction and quickly sucked down the rest of the cig before stomping it under his boot. He waved a hand around his face and the smell of smoke immediately dissipated. He gave me a soft smile.

“Sorry,” he said, sheepish. “Nervous habit.”

“It’s okay,” I shrugged. “I don’t mind. The caretakers at the orphanage used to smoke a lot. I got used to it.”

Valentin nodded curtly. He stood up straight and walked to the door. He propped it open then gestured me inside. I slunk by him with another half–smile and then I was in his house. It took every bit of me not to gasp audibly.

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Chapter 200

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Valentin Lunerly’s house was stunning.

The walls were deep woods with rich red wallpaper. Ornate gold chandeliers hung from the ceilings that loomed over us. They had to be at least ten feet tall, if not taller. The beams on the ceilings were the same deep brown color as the wood on the walls.

There was a plethora of display cases, littered amongst the plush leather chairs and couches. They held swords and weapons as well as more gold than I’d ever seen. Between all of them, were low burning candles, lit up and flickering around the room.

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