Chapter 111

ELIZA’S POV I stood quietly beside Alexander as I heard the woman’s voice. Who was it? And then, she appeared. A beautiful woman walked toward us like she belonged here. She wore a royal gown — deep purple with golden threads that caught the sunlight coming through the corridor windows. She moved so gracefully that she barely seemed real. Her hair fell in perfect, shining waves, and when she smiled, it was dazzling. She was beautiful. Stunning. Perfect, even. Like a real life princess. Who was she? "Alexander!" she called out again. Something about the way she said his name made my stomach tighten. She was moving towards him with a huge smile and said his name in a familiar tone that made me uneasy. I swallowed and turned to Alexander, "Who is she?" He glanced at me quickly, like he already knew how I was feeling. His hand found mine, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "That's Princess Isabella of the Western Plains," he said calmly. "she and her brother, Prince Edmund are visiting. I’m h