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Danika walked back to her bedroom after she left the king's quarters. She can't push these words he said to her away from her mind.
"Just for the evening, I will be your king and not your master."
It made her heart light, just thinking about it. But then, her heart doesn't stay light for long.
How did she allow herself to fall for him? She fell in love so deeply, it hurts just thinking about it.
She opened the door to her room to see Sally sitting on the bed. She was sewing a dress, and at the same time, she seems to be in thought.
"My princess...!" Sally smiled at her as she saw her standing on the door.
She tried to smile back but her smile came out shaky. Her heart was hurting too much...squeezing the life out of her chest.
The smile disappeared from Sally's fac
1106 word(s)Published02What brings you here, Mistress?" Karandy asked, curiosity overriding everything else.He was kneeling before her. He can't stop wondering what the King's mistress is doing here. Visiting him.He isn't a privileged person, he is lowborn. The King's mistress shouldn't be anywhere near him at all, but here she is, in his small living room.She was looking around the house, but she looked in thought. Her big beautiful corset covered the floor she stood on, sewed with so much lace and glistening with diamonds.She smelled of money. Power. Privilege. Everything he has always wanted."Do you know the slave called Danika?" She asked him at last, her eyes coming to rest on his face.Just at the mention of her name, anger infused Karandy. Of course, he knows that bitch of a woman. That whore tha
1161 word(s)Published03"What do you think...!? Oh, what do you think, my princess....!?" Sally cried excitedly as she unwrapped the dress in front of her.Danika was dumbfounded at the beauty of the dress. The plain slave wears Sally went out of the house with, wasn't so plain anymore.There was silk sewn beneath it and laces outline the upper part of the red wear. "It is so beautiful, Sally!""I know, right!?" A huge smile was on Sally's face as she watched the dress too. Then, the smile fell. "I know it's nothing compared to the dresses you are used to though...""Don't go there, Sally. That's the past, this is the present." she took the dress from her, "This is the best dress I've had presently, I won't trade it for anything."The huge smile was back again on Sally's face. "Really? You really like it?"Da
1339 word(s)Published04The king closed his book and turned his attention to his mistress. "My slave does not manipulate me, Vetta. She has not been manipulative, and if she is, it is left for me to find out. I haven't found out, and so, it will only be an accusation you make without basics."He isn't believing her...!?"But, my king---"She began again."Let the subject drop." He ordered calmly, never one to raise his voice. He never has to.Vetta snapped her mouth shut, raging in her mind. He's shutting her out now? He wouldn't even listen to the things she has to say!"Your wish is my command, Your Highness." She bowed her head, biting her lips so hard to keep the words in.He picked up his book again and opened it. The silence stretched as he began going through the book again.Vetta h
928 word(s)Published5Danika walked towards the King's door in the evening, the same time the door opened and the king came out of his room.She was all nervous and she doesn't know why. It's an ordinary walk, not an invite to any gathering or any party.And yet, she is nervous. She was all dressed up and with the help of Sally, she has her hair all arranged. She came up before him and lowered her head in greeting."Mast---" she paused, swallowed, and added, "My King."King Lucien looked at her with the same expressionless face that has become his usual look. But, his eyes slid through her body.From her simple wear to her beautifully styled hair. He does not understand how one woman would carry the beauty of several women.She was not wearing the series of jewelry women from prestigious families design thems
1024 word(s)Published93After Remeta ran away, Danika couldn't help stealing glances at the king. There was so much pain in his eyes, it made her heartburn.Why would he hurt his way? Oh, what did Remeta say to trigger a look like this on his face?She didn't know when her arm rose on its own accord to rub soothingly on his back. She didn't know where the courage came from, but she found herself patting him.King Lucien was deep into his head before he felt the soothing caresses on his back. Remeta had spoken about babies, and it had triggered painful memories.Memories of when the healers and medicine men of the kingdom told him one after another, that he can't father a child.Memories of the first year after slavery when he had desperately tried to prove them wrong, bedding so many women of the kingdom who had been all too happ
1078 word(s) Published 94 Danika's cheeks flushed red at the compliment, she ducked her head. "Thank you, master." He turned and started walking with his hands behind his back. "I am your king for this evening. Not your master." The reminder made her glow. She decided to take a leap at fate. "Then, can I ask you a question, My King?" When he gave no reply, she bit her lips. She walked right beside him in silence, inwardly cautioning herself not to overstep her boundaries again. He stretched out his hand towards her and waited. She stared at this hand in bewilderment, wondering what the silent request is. She raised her eyes to his expressionless face—which was staring ahead of them—and there was no clue on it. Surely, it isn't what she's thinking.... "Put y
1253 word(s)Published95When Baski came out of the palace to search for Remeta, Uyah had told her that she saw Remeta going for a walk with the King and the slave princess.She was surprised that the king would let Remeta tag along, and it had also brought a smile to her face. Recently, she has so much to smile about....Her baby, her Remeta is getting better as days goes by. Healing doesn't happen all at once. As a gradual process, Remeta is going so good.When it's the early hours of the night, it's time for Remeta to take her portions, she went in search of her. She took the river straight, instead of going through the woods.She heard a feminine footstep laughing and chasing the chirps of crickets and smiled again, knowing she has found Remeta even before she saw her."Remeta, it's time to go." Baski called as she came out in
869 word(s)Published96"My king....?" She whispered."Mmh." He didn't open his eyes.She hesitated, "Can I pat your hair...?"A pause. "You can."Her left hand was still circled in the protectiveness of his hand, so she curled her other hand to his hair and began patting so softly and rhythmically.They stared at the river in front of them, while her thoughts were only in the slight distance separating them. She hasn't recovered from the long night she spent in his arms last night, but her aching body still longs for his.If he demands her in his bed again tonight, she will be there. She will let him have her anyhow he wanted her...even if it hurts or even if it feels way too good. That's how much she loves him.Night has fallen, but she didn't want to go back. She wanted this moment with