ELLA'S POV
The maid briskly leads the way down the opulent corridor of the Palace and I follow closely behind, my heart pounding with nervousness.

I carefully observe every detail of our path, committing it to memory. My mind is already racing with a plan to steal the crown later tonight. As soon as I see where the kings keep it and the way to get there, I will make my move.
"This way, Miss." The maid says as we turn a corner into a different wing of the massive palace. The walls are adorned with rich tapestries, and the floors shine with a polished gleam. My eyes dart around, trying to memorize every detail before following the maid down the opulent corridor.
"Miss. We must not keep the kings waiting." The maid says urgently and I increase my pace.
We approach a set of ornate double doors guarded by two imposing palace guards. The maid nods to them, and the doors swing open to reveal my mates awaiting for me on the other side, near the door with intricate carvings.
"Please proceed, my lady," the maid gestures graciously, allowing me to step through the open door.
With a forced smile, I enter.

The kings immediately turn to me as I approach them, their expressions warm and welcoming.
"You look stunning, love," King Reagan compliments after I halt where they stand. He picks up my good hand and kisses the back of it.
"The elegance of that dress suits you perfectly," King Aleric adds with eyes full of admiration as he follows his brother's intimate gesture.
They did send a servant with more expensive dresses and jewellery for me to wear. Another servant has also been bringing me special meals as well.

They have given me more gifts since I came back here than I have received throughout the years I have lived. I know they said they would do anything to make up for the mistakes they made, but I know what they expect in return. Sending gifts is just their way of making sure they will get the healing they want.
But the good thing is I too will get what I want.
King kian surprisingly steps forward and pecks me on the lips. The mare touch sends strange sensations throughout my body and I have to inhale deeply to keep my mind focused. I can imagine they are still trying to manipulate me into believing they love me.
King Aleric steps forward. He reaches into his pocket, fumbling for the keys.
I watch him, keenly observing which key he will use to unlock the door.
He finally selects a key from the bunch and inserts it into the lock. With a soft click, the door swings open, revealing a dimly lit chamber.
I smile knowing that my plan is coming together perfectly. Now all I have to do is steal the keys, most likely from his chambers later.
King Reagan leads me into the opulent room, his brothers following closely behind. The Crown of Alpha King's sit on a magnificent stand, encased in a shiny glass case that sparkle under the room's soft light. King Kian pulls up a seat for me at the wide table infront of the stand, surrounded by opulent chairs, resembling a council room.
"Have a seat, Ella," King Reagan says warmly, guiding me to the chair. I gratefully accept and settle into the comfortable seat, my eyes longingly fixed on the crown in the glass case.
King Kian approaches the case, his hands reaching out to carefully unlock it. He lifts the Crown from its resting place and carries it to the table. The crown still shines like an ethereal work of art, but it's orbs at the top are now dark, devoid of the radiant light they emitted the day princess Hellen lifted the curse. Did it also loose its powers when the curse returned? How will it heal me?
"We don't exactly know how this works, but our father often used it to heal himself," King Kian explains as if reading my mind. "We're not sure if there are any rituals needed."
"Well, why not give it a shot and see what happens? We'll soon find out if it's effective or not," King Aleric suggests. King Kian nods in agreement and passes the shimmering crown to King Reagan who holds it gently above my head.
Now it really sounds like they want to try if its working on my head.
Just as he is about to lower the crown. I interrupt, my voice filled with fear. "Wait! Is it going to hurt?" I ask remembering the last time Princess Hellen had placed the crown on my head, it had been uncomfortable at first, a strange and powerful energy surging through my body.
The kings exchange glances before King Kian speaks, "We do not know, Ella. Just let us know if you feel any pain."
With a deep breath, I nod and King Reagan lowers the crown and places it on my head. Fear and anticipation stirs within me.
I feel fingers gently massage my hair, the touch causes a lulling sensation that makes me relax.
"You're going to be fine, just breathe in deep!" I hear king Reagan reassuringly voice whisper in my ear.
His voice is so mesmerizing that it feels safe to do as he says.
I inhale deeply.
At first nothing happens and a sense of unease washes over me but then a warm glow begins to emanate from the crown.This is strange! Why am I not feeling the pain. Instead, I feel like my body is being fed with life. It feels comforting, like being embraced by peace.
Slowly, I feel the scars on my skin begin to tingle and fade away, as if they are being erased from existence. I open my eyes in wonder, watching in amazement as the marks vanish before my very eyes.
The last scar disappear, leaving my skin unblemished and whole once more. A sense of relief and gratitude washes over me as I look down at my healed body in disbelief.
"How is your hand?" King kian asks quickly squatting beside me to gently release my right hand from the sling.
Surprisingly, I flex my fingers and hand, testing it's movements. A look of astonishment crosses my face as I realize I can move it without pain.
"I can move it!" I exclaim, my voice filled with joy and tears wells in my eyes.
A smile spreads across the faces of the kings as I move my hand in various directions, still in disbelief.
"Thank you," I whisper emotionally, my voice filled with gratitude. King Kian pulls me to him in a warm and affectionate tight embrace.
Goosebumps rise all over my fresh as I breathe in his heavenly scent. But as much as I am happy to be well again, I know they are being all sweet and acting all caring to manipulate me, but two can play this game. I ignore what my body feels and wrap my arms tightly around him.