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It was well past midnight when the king walked into his chambers.
Heavy burdens stood on his shoulders, his face hard as rock.
The lightness that surrounded him as he left his chambers had long departed from him....especially after he heard the news of why the messenger came.
He'd always known that this day will come. He'd always done his best not to think about it. But, finally, it's here.
A day when he'll have to do the greatest duty required of him.
He has to take a wife. He has to have an heir. He has to form an allegiance with another great kingdom.
King Valendy has always been a good king, and he'd always supported good. When it comes to support, King Lucien knows that he has the support of that king.
King Valendy had sent his messenger to
923 word(s) Published 99 She saw the moment when he made a decision and his face took on it's usual blank look. Then, his eyes held hers as he began undressing himself. She gasped softly. He isn't going to blindfold her, and he isn't going to take her fully-clothed. Just like last night, he's going to take her naked. Only this time, he's undressing himself fully for her. She'd only seen bids and piece of his skin, and now, she's going to see him fully unclothed. She felt humbled that he's trusting her that way, and at the same time, her nervousness only skyrocketed. He stood naked in front of her, the moonlight glow of the night feeling the bedroom. He looked like an avenging angel. He was all big, bulky and hardness everywhere. The moonlight gave his scars a glow of some kind, they looked mighty beautiful to her. Li
975 word(s) Published 100 Chad laid with Sally on the bed. She rested her head on his chest while he patted her head rhythmically. They were fully clothed. He was running his hand through her long auburn hair while she kept her eyes closed listening to the soft thuds of his heartbeat. Sally doesn't know how much time has passed since they'd been conversing. He'd promised her that he'll no longer avoid her. He'd ordered for his food and hers, and the guards had brought it in. They talked as they ate. She'd found out a lot about him that she never knew before. It's the most cherished time of their lives. The moment they are spending together. Especially now. Chad finally admitted to himself that he has feelings for Sally. Deep-rooted feelings. And so help him Creator, but he doesn't think he can keep denying them.
2009 word(s) Published 101 Danika heard king Lucien swallow. "I need...." "Whatever you need.... Take me... Take whatever you need..." She whispered, caressing his shoulder with shaky hand. "I do not understand the things you do to me...." He trailed off, sounding confused and angry at the same time. Then, he slid down a bit, angled his head and took her rosy nipple into his mouth. The same moment, his hand raised her thigh wide apart and he shoved into her in one deep plunge all the way to the hilt. Danika screamed at the unexpected move and tears burned the back of her eyes. All of a sudden, she felt full. Too full. And it burns. It burns so badly that she began pushing at his shoulders, pained whimpers tore from her throat. Wet eyes pleaded with his. He pulled back, pu
972 word(s) Published 102 Four Weeks Later. Sally came out to the backyard to see her princess washing her clothes. Sally would have rushed to take the clothes from her before, but today, she didn't. Her princess needed the distraction. She needed the activity to get her mind off painful things. Her princess turned then and saw her. She smiled at her, "Sally..." Sally forced herself to beam at her. "My princess. Do you need my help?" she offered anyway. Danika shook her head, "No.... I'm fine." Sally bit her lips. It hurts, just having to come say this to her princess. Danika saw the pain and indecision in Sally's eyes. She dropped the piece of clothing back to the small river. She turned to Sally, "What is it?" "Princess Kamara w-will be arriving t
1081 word(s) Published 103 It hurts her severally and even after three weeks, it doesn't hurt less. But if Princess Kamara will make the king happy, then, it will be bearable for her. She just has to bear it, she has no choice. She wishes the king all the happiness life has to offer. Maybe then, the guilt of what her father did to him will finally leave her. She paused and leaned her head on the cold hanging rail. If the guilt might leave her, will her love for him ever leave her? When Baski gave her the news one week after the night she'd spent with the king, it made her wonder if that is the reason the king had stopped summoning her to his bed? Why he stopped summoning her to write? Why he stopped... Why he just stopped everything? She opened her eyes, shutting the pain out, and continued the
1046 word(s) Published 104 Henna stared at her princess in the carriage. Princess Kamara has her professional 'princess look' on her face. Haughty lift of her chin. A blank unsmiling face. Eyes straight ahead. Mouth snapped together. A typical princess look. But one thing about a personal maid's relationship with her princess is that the personal maid already knows her princess really well. Having been with her for so many years. "Everything will be alright, my princess." Henna tried to say in consolation. "Stay away from me, Henna." Princess Kamara snapped. Henna watched the way her princess's hands tightened really well on the beautiful silk and lace corset she was wearing. Her hands have been balled into fists since their carriage entered the kingdom of Salem. It had only remained tightened
1081 word(s) Published 105 "Of course, that's weird. Considering that you were supposed to be the best healer in all the twelve kingdoms!" She hissed. "Are you sure you have a womb and your man can father a child?" The blunt question took her aback. She glared daggers at the woman. "Yes, I have a womb, you moron, I've carried a child before. And my man can father a child." Of course, the king can father a child, she has no doubt about that because it's just not possible for a king to be unable to father a child. So, it's definitely because of the damned pills. She glared at the healer harder. The old healer cannot see, but Vetta would've sworn that the woman knows how bad her expression is because she sighed in resignation. The healer got up and walked to one of the beat-up shelv
1003 word(s) Published 110 When King Lucien pulled Danika into a hug, blanketing her into his strong arm, everything suddenly felt right in the world when she got over her shock from the gesture. She allowed her wet eyes to slid close and she wrapped her arms around him. It's been four weeks she'd been in his arms. Four excruciating week of pain and misery. She closed her eyes and tightened her arms around him. It doesn't matter if this moment is fleeting... If he regains back his senses and pushes her away... What matters is the moment. This stolen moment between them. Since her status reduced and she became a slave, Danika learnt to always live in the moment because good moments are hard to come by when you're a slave. Finally, he pulled back. She looked up at his deep blue eyes and it isn't looking so troubled any