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Maya’s P.O.V.
Seeing the rack with dresses, I get excited to see them up close and I can’t wait to try a few of them on. The first one I grab is a black dress, but the second I turn it around I know it is not a dress I want to wear.
Dress after dress goes back on the rack, some within a second and others after I have looked at the back of it. There are many different colors, forms and fabrics and I start to feel disappointed as none of them look right to me.
I want to wear a dress that will make my Mates drool, a dress that will make them hate protocol as much as I do. A dress that will make me feel sexy and feminine at the same time.
The dresses I had to wear back home did nothing for my figure and even the clothes I wear now are a little formless.
I am about to give up hope when I pull the fore last dress of the rack and see the dress behind it. I drop the dress I am holding to grab it of the rack, it is my favorite color and I love the way it looks.
“I want to try this one.” I say as I turn to my Grandmother. Anayah has a huge smile on her face, even though Grandmother just slapped her arm.
“Sorry, Sweetheart. I put it at the back of the rack, knowing you would pick it the second you saw it.” Anayah says apologetic. I smile at her, surprised she figured out what I would prefer.
Grandmother gestures to a door on my right and Layna is already holding it open for me. She helps me get in to the dress and as I turn to the mirror I watch my own reflection.
“You look gorgeous and your Mates will need a bib.” She says and we both giggle. I walk in to the living-room of my Grandparents’ Quarters and Anayah and my Grandmother both stare at me.
I grab the tissue-box from the table and hold it in front of them, sending the maids in to a fit of laughter. They both look at me dumbfounded and I say it is to wipe the drool of their face.
“Maya, maybe we should get all of them a bib.” Layna says hiccupping from laughter and Grandmother starts to snort at her words.
Anayah looks at me and tells me that I am the spitting image of my Mother. Grandmother has tears in her eyes and as I sit down next to her, I pull her in to my arms.
I don’t want my Grandfather to worry, so without thinking about it I link him and let him know that Grandmother is fine. I end the link immediately and concentrate on Grandmother.
Anayah turns to the door and I see a confused look on her face, so I ask her if something is wrong. “I had expected Grandfather to burst through those doors by now. Did you tell him not to, Grandmother?” She asks and as Grandmother shakes her head I realize what I just did.
“Grandmother didn’t. I did.” I whisper and I hear the maids gasp. I look at Anayah and she tells me that I am a true Royal in every sense of the way. I remember my use of the Royal authority and I ask Grandmother if it is all connected.
Maya’s P.O.V.
“There are not many Royals in history that could be classified as a True Royal. A True Royal can use the Royal authority without practice, they can link anyone they want without learning how to do it. There are a few more things, but it has been centuries for a Royal to have more than those two gifts.”
I look at her with an open mouth and I am at a loss for words. “Can I link my Mates?” I ask her and she nods her head. “If you can link your Grandfather, then you can most definitely link them. This might sound strange, but they are weaker. Everyone is weaker than a Royal, especially compared to your Grandfather.”
Anayah asks if I am going to test my ability and I tell her not until I can see the look on their faces. “Unless Grandfather already told them.” I mutter and I see Grandmother’s eyes glaze over.
“Your Grandfather was by himself when you linked him. He promised not to tell anyone.” She gets up and pulls a picture of the wall to reveal a safe behind it. She opens it and gets a box out.
“Maya, your Grandfather got this for you out of the family-vault. It has been in the family for centuries and he had planned on giving it to your Mother when she found her Mate. And now he wants you to have it.” She sits down and places the box on my lap.
As I open it, I see golden necklace with a Celtic knot wrapped around a heart and in the center of it is an emerald. I let my index-finger follow the Celtic knot and I know it will never leave my neck.
“Grandfather, can you come to your quarters, please.” I ask him through the link and he tells me he is on his way. Within a minute he walks in and his jaw drops as he sees me in my dress.
“Will you put this around my neck?” I ask him as I hold out the box with the necklace. He steps forward and takes the necklace out of the box and tells me to turn around. He tells me to hold up my hair so he can lock the chain.
I turn around and hug him “Thank you Grandfather. I love you. I will never take it off, I promise.” I whisper as I hold on to him. Never have I felt this loved since my Mother passed away and I feel blessed to have my Family with me.
Prince Dante’s P.O.V.
I am glad I was alone when I felt the turmoil in my Mate’s emotions and Maya linked me to tell me she was fine.
My Granddaughter is a True Royal and I know that after tonight everyone will know that she is Izabella’s Daughter. I have felt incomplete since the day she left, but with Maya here I am starting to feel whole again.
