Novels by GODBLESS E

THE BALLAs the day of the ball approached quite swiftly in the sight of Elliot, he was filled with questions about what he had heard his father said about having a choice for him already. The more he tried to get his mind off it, the more he realized how interested he was and his curiosity eventually got the best of him.“Father, there is something that I have been meaning to ask you” Elliot said as they ate in the dining hall, there was only one maid and one guard standing a few yards from the big table as the father and son ate in silence, Ivan looked at his son and saw that he was actually solemn about what he wanted to say.“Leave us” Ivan signaled to the guard and the maid, when they were alone; Ivan grinned at his son.“Elliot, my boy. You have grown up to be quite a fine young man and the look in your eyes is far from the innocent look that you used to have when you were little” Ivan toyed with his son’s conscience but Elliot was unwavering.“Yeah, growing up will do that to a

PRINCESS SOURFACEAll the efforts that Morgana was putting into the training made her mother to worry, Theresa was more worried about her daughter more than her own health which was steady depleting fast. Morgana went to Octavia’s house in the evenings and she stayed there until it was late at night, there were times where Theresa felt that her daughter wouldn’t come home that night but she always returned with a sweaty face and a tired smile.“Good evening, mother. I thought I told you not to stay up for me?” Morgana queried her mother when she returned to the house which was also their shop. Theresa rubbed her eyes to see her daughter in a clearer light.“You are not in any position to tell me what to do, mostly when you are in such a condition… look at your legs wobbling already, come and have a seat so that you can eat your dinner” Morgana wanted to argue with her mother some more but she felt that she needed food in her stomach to do that, she sat down with a silent word of thank

DAYS BEFORE THE BALLAs Morgana was busy training her dancing steps, in the kingdom of Briggs Benita was putting a whole lot of pressure on the people that were handling her make-up and attire. The ball was only a few days away and even though all the maidens that were selected to go had already been chosen, there were some people who thought that with their influence; they might be able to buy the heart of the king of Mytigon but it wasn’t so.“My great king, I have come with a message from my kingdom… the Persian king sends his gratitude for allowing his daughter to be a part of this wonderful event and as a token he has brought you-” the messenger was a man with haggard beard, his outfit looked Eastern and his accent told Ivan that the messenger was from one of the Arab kingdoms that were very far from Mytigon.“Gold, silver plates, scented perfumes and even more gold? This is too much if you ask me but send my regards to YOUR king anyways” Ivan was being sarcastic and the messenge

HOW TO BE A PRINCESSAll her life Morgana had never imagined that she would ever need to wear a dress so tight to the point where she would be gasping for air in short breaths, not to even think of dancing in it. The three women were so interested in Morgana’s body shape and they were sure that with the right combination of jewelry and make-up, they would be able to get Morgana into the prince’s view. None of them had ever seen the prince or even come close to his garments to know what he smelt like but they kept talking about him during the dance lessons as they taught Morgana how to dance on her tip toes before they would teach her how to dance in heels.“Can’t I just dance with the heels already? My toes are killing me” Morgana complained for the sixth time that evening, she was sweaty and breathless because of the tight corset that was holding her huge bosom together in a seductive way, it was the idea of Octavia the richest amongst them and also the one who had offered herself to

PREPARATIONS IIElliot was wishing that he was doing something battle related or maybe fighting off a wild beast instead of sitting in the palace all day to watch the way workers scurried about to prepare for the ball, he watched them from his room window that was high up in the castle. The courtyard was filled with decorations and fancy designs that would beautify the grand hall that would be used for the ball, Elliot had little or no interest in anything regarding the opposite sex and he didn’t even know what his type would look like.“All that I want is a woman that is beautiful and won’t get in my way or interrupt my daily activities, I heard that some women are everyday attention seekers and they will never leave your side even if you are working” Elliot spoke with fear to his closest friend that he had in the palace and also the head of the guards, Mark.“That is not a lie at all, my woman always whines and cries for attention…almost like a cat or should I say a baby” Mark smile

PREPARATIONSThe kingdom of Mytigon was plagued with a terrible wave of over-excitement, the ball was a big ceremony to them and the people were all aware of the benefits the ball was going to bring. There would be traders coming from far and wide to sell their wares to the travelers or the rich folks that came from distant lands just so they could attend, the commercial part of Mytigon was the busiest of all the places while inside the streets; the people worked hard to decorate their homes and fronts.“The prince is so handsome, look at the shiny gold suit that he wore during the public announcement” one of the women in charge of decorating said to her colleague who was holding the ladder for her as they hung daisies and scented flowers on the window sills of the houses.“One fleck of dust from that suit is bound to make anybody rich for life, but yet…it was only worn just for show, we might never see him again in it” the other woman lamented bitterly, they had been present at the c