The Cursed Prince's Strange Bride

The one who had stood up was the King's Beta. He was present as a representative of the king, watching the whole thing and the disgraceful act just like the rest of them.

The table he hit shook and he stood up, anger seeping out of him, "WHAT NONSENSE IS THIS?" He bellowed while looking at the Princess.

'Finally! Someone had to ask that question.'

'Shut up!' Harold chided his wolf in his head.

"Pardon?" Princess Amber looked at the older man in confusion. It was clear from the look on her face that she didn't understand the reason he was getting angry at her.

"IS THIS SUPPOSED TO BE A JOKE? WHAT SORT OF WEDDING IS THIS?" He looked at the King and Queen and glared harshly at them.

The tension in the room increased and there was pin-drop silence in the room. People even feared to breathe because of the kind of anger leaving the man.

'I knew marrying a human was a bad idea. You shouldn't have accepted. It was definitely a trap and you allowed yourself to fall into it.'

Harold decided to ignore his talkative wolf. For years, his wolf had been mute and not able to communicate with him even after shifting into his wolf form, but all of a sudden, he had heard the voice in his head in the morning after his encounter with the Princess in the woods. He had been wondering why it suddenly happened and even his wolf had no idea. Since then, he was always speaking as if trying to make up for all the years he was mute, and he hated the fact that they had different personalities. But he couldn't deny that he was glad to have him.

"Excuse me, but who the hell are you?"

He returned to reality when he saw the Princess looking at the Beta with her hands on her waist. Every single soul present in the hall except for him gasped at her audacity. Even his wolf gasped. He was never going to get used to this.

"W...hat?"

Hearing the stunned tone of the Beta, a light chuckle escaped Prince Harold's lips before he adjusted.

"You don't look like the King. You aren't the one I am getting married to either, so why—"

"AMBER!" The Queen yelled from her seat. Her hands were gripping the handle of the wooden chair so tightly that it was like that was the only thing stopping her from dashing towards the Princess to claw at her face.

"I stand here as a representative of King Eli." The big man said in a booming voice. "The great king of the Moon Kingdom, whose second prince you are marryin—"

"So?" She interrupted.

Another gasp filled the hall.

"Ss..ooo?" The Beta asked in disbelief.

"So?" She repeated. "Harold isn't complaining. Why are you?"

'She just called you Harold!!!!' His wolf yelled, almost making him go deaf.

"Har...?" The Beta could not bring himself to repeat the Prince's name just as she had said it without any iota of respect or honour.

He unsheathed his sword and, with the speed of lightning, the next thing she knew was that he was standing across her with his sword pointing directly at her neck.

Paulina's hands flew to her throat in fear as she watched her mistress, while Madam Grace watched the scene before her with a slight frown etched on her face as she wondered what was going on with the Princess. If this man killed the Princess, although she might not have to return to exile anymore, she knew that the King would not spare her. She still couldn't understand why her fate was tied to such a foolish princess.

"Brother!" Prince Harold's sister called out to him in fear. "Please do something."

He could hear the fear in her voice. His half-sister was an Omega and the only one he was a little bit close to in his family. She could not stand violence because of her fragile nature and he could see it from the way her hands were shaking beside her.

'Do not do anything! It is best if she gets killed now. At least the wedding won't go on. She attacked me! I won't forgive her.'

'You attacked her. Yet she helped us.' Harold reminded him.

'All that matters is that she also attacked me, and I won't forgive her,' his wolf huffed at him.

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Alicia, however, looked at the sword in shock. Wasn't this the era where everyone respected princesses and the brides of princes? She hadn't expected this. What was going on here? And why was nobody doing anything to stop this crazy fellow?

She looked at the sword coldly. Aside from the fact that it was made of gold, unlike other swords she had seen, it looked real and sharp. If it pierced her, she was going to die for real, wouldn't she?

Did the Prince ask him to kill her?

She tried to look in the direction of the Prince, but the big man was blocking her view. Everyone was tense and silent. Judging by how the King and Queen could do nothing, she confirmed that the Star Kingdom or whatever they called the place they came from must be powerful.

She noticed how the big man's nose twitched and he turned his head and body to the side slightly towards Harold.

She took the chance to look at everyone who was seated around the Prince, and she noticed that they also looked uncomfortable. Even the guests from this kingdom all looked tense and nervous, and it seemed like they were struggling to breathe.

"Do not be rude to my bride, Damon," Prince Harold said in a calm voice. "She just finished performing. It is only appropriate that we applaud her. Don't you think so?"

He threw the question to the house. People nodded eagerly and began to clap awkwardly for the Princess, who smiled proudly before glaring at Damon as he turned away from her to return to his seat. He didn't forget to give her a killing glare, but Alicia pretended not to notice as she smiled and waved at the guests who were clapping for her.

If only people in the modern world would appreciate her talent like this. Alicia thought with a tsk.

'I cannot believe this.' Harold's wolf sighed in frustration.