74 He Is Not The One 2 (1/2)

”Let her in,” King Bayard's voice came out calm and cool. The doors to the throne room opened, a young girl in her late teens graciously walked in.

She had dark brown hair like her mother's, but hers was a lot longer than Lady Erwina's. Her hair was packed all back, falling loosely at her back, coming to a stop at her waist.

She had a pair of light brown orbs, like her father, matched with her long dark eye lashes. She also got her mother's pointed long nose, which wasn't too big or small, just in the right proportion. Her rosy cheeks were stained with a faint pink blush which complimented her pink succulent lips.

Princess Cyrena looked like her mother in many ways, but she still had a long way to go when it came to bodily features. She wore a purple gown that hugged the upper part of her body so tight, showing her full B- Cup breast, and slim waist.

From the waist, it fled down to her toes, covering her black shoes. It was a long sleeved dress with a halter neck, and unlike her mother, she wasn't enshrouded in jewelries, just one bracelet to adorn her left wrist.

”Greetings Your Majesty,” she curtsied with a bow and stood straight right after.

”My lovely Cyrena. Always a beauty to behold.”

”Thank you father,” she flashed him a touch of her charming smile, which took a lot of practicing, to be just as cunning and deceptive as her mother. ”I trust father is well?”

”Yes I am, my beauty,” King Bayard replied her with a glint of admiration in his eyes. That's how much he loved his daughter, as beautiful as her mother- brave, smart and clever. If only his son could have those qualities, perhaps he would have felt more at ease.

Slowly, she shifted her gaze to her brother, the Crown Prince, ”Greetings brother” she bowed her head in respect to him.

”How do you do, Cyrena?” Prince Owen asked her.

”Fine, I must say. Thank you for your concern. I trust brother is well?”

”I am well Cyrena, everything is all right.”

”Greetings, Princess Cyrena” Gerald greeted her with a bow of his head.

”Ahh, Grand Advisor Gerald, good to see you.”

King Bayard watched her exchange pleasantries with his son and Gerald, before moving to the subject of why she was here. ”What brings you here, my beauty?”

”I heard brother had found the culprit to the theft incidents,” she said but stopped mid way. ”I came to hear about it, I believe you are about to inform father about that.”