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ISABELLE’S POV“Freedom. I want freedom”. I finally gathered the courage and said those words. Just as those words left my mouth the king stopped eating. His hand stopped midway. I think I said something wrong but now it is too late to think about it. Now I can only regret it.An eerie silence surrounds us. From the king’s expression and his sudden halt of movement, it is evident that he did not like what I said. I don’t see anything bad in what I asked. I asked for a simple thing and that is freedom. It is everyone’s right but is only enjoyed by the one who has power. This is the cruel reality of this world.If someone thought with a sane mind, then in his eyes I am also a living person then why am I called a slave and thought of as a thing. I also deserve freedom but in King Eric’s world, I don’t, because he has captured me during a war. A king always tries to do his best for his people. I am also the one from the people whom he now rules so he should let me go.The king closes his
ISABELLE’S POV When we are finished eating, the king stands up from the chair. I also do the same. I am standing still while looking at the floor. I just noticed that the carpet is quite a nice one. Of course, it would be because it is laid in the king’s room. The king comes towards me and takes my hand in his. “I love you, Isabelle. I love you so much that I want to make you my queen. You will be my queen and will rule this world with me”. The king says. His voice is now back to normal. The coldness, and harshness which was in his tone a few minutes ago disappeared. “I am not worthy of your love, my king. I am just a slave and before this, I was a villager”. I say to the king. I said these words purposely. I want to convince him that I am not the person whom he should love. I want to convince him that I don’t deserve this. I am doing this because of one motive in my mind. If I succeed in convincing him that he might let me go. “It does not matter. The only thing that matters is th
ISABELLE’S POV The question which always haunts me in my dreams and never lets me have peace, again reappears in my mind. Why? Why did this happen to me? What mistake have I done to deserve this? What bad sin I had done then God left me alone in this world to face this cruelty. Am I really so unfortunate that even God does not listen to my prayers? I feel like everyone around me is deaf or maybe their hearts have turned into stone because no matter how much I cry or beg, no one listens to my pleas. Sometimes I feel like I am the only sane person in this castle and I have entered a place filled with completely different people. My life is a mess and I don’t know what to do anymore. There is no one with me to guide me and tell me which path I should follow. I can do nothing except cry. I have no other option than to cry at my suffering. When the flashes of last night appear in my mind, I feel an inner loathness for myself. I can still feel the touch of his fingers on my body and this
At night ISABELLE’S POV I wake up from sleep because of thirst. I am thirsty, so much thirsty. I try to open my eyes but I am unable to. What is happening with me? My eyes feel so heavy. With difficulty, I open my eyes. My vision is hazy but I blink my eyes to clear my vision. My mind is unable to register anything. Burning, I feel like I am burning. My hands and face feel like they are on fire. No, not just hands or face, my whole body is on fire. I am feeling so hot. Am I being burned? With my blurry vision, I look around me and relax a little because I am in my room. I try to move my legs but I cannot. I don’t have the energy to. Why am I feeling like this? My throat feels like it is being stabbed with needles. Water, I want water. Tears are at the back of my eyes and soon they will fall. I look around me in search of water. My head is spinning and my whole body feels too hot. I finally locate the water beside me on the table. I have to get up and drink this. I will sleep after
ERIC’S POV I look towards the letter which is placed in front of me. The golden stamp of King Lucas Steven is shining under the candlelight. Yesterday, I received a letter from my friend Lucas. He is the king of the Alavia kingdom. He has written about how much he is worried. He has written about the issues he is facing because of some ungrateful people in his kingdom. They have started a rebellion in some towns of his kingdom and they are gaining power day by day. He has asked me for my help and as a friend, I should help him. I cannot stand watching his kingdom be ruined. I am thinking of writing a suitable reply to it. Today I talked with Marius about how many soldiers we can give to the Alavia Kingdom along with swords. Alavia has always stood by our kingdom whenever we faced difficulty. So, in this time of need, I should help him like a good friend and as a neighbor kingdom. I should write a letter and send soldiers from my kingdom as soon as possible. I pick up my scribe and
ISABELLE’S POV I open my eyes and look around me. I feel like I have been sleeping for quite some time. I don't know how much time has passed since I was asleep. I don’t even know what time of the day it is. There is no one here in my room except me as usual. I am thirsty. My throat is dry. I look beside me on the table and see the jug. I tried to sit up in bed which was not very difficult this time. My head is not spinning anymore. I pour the water into the goblet and then drink it. I remember what happened to me the last time I woke up. I was feeling hot. Maybe I had a fever. I am fine now and don’t feel the heat or the spinning of my head anymore. I remember the goblet falling from my hand along with the water. I look towards the floor and see it clean. Maybe someone has cleaned it. My body aches. It feels like I have not moved for quite some time. I am feeling tired too. My stomach makes a loud noise reminding me that I am hungry too. I want to eat but I don't think I have the
ISABELLE’S POVI am standing outside the king’s room. Lillian is standing on a little distance from me. Today I am dressed in a more suitable gown. I am thankful to Edith for this. It is red and is off the shoulder. Its bright red color is making it more beautiful. The dress shows the top of my breast. It will not be wrong to say that this dress is making my breasts look bigger. I did not like this dress but it is better than last night. It is tight on my waist but I am glad that it reaches the floor.The guard whose name I think is Walter opens the door. I take a deep breath before entering the king’s room and I am feeling the same dread, and terror which I had felt the last time when I was here in his room. His room is basked in darkness with only a few candles illuminated which is not doing a good job of illuminating the dark room. There is an eerie silence around me and I feel a little colder here in his room despite the wood burning in the fire heart. Maybe I am feeling cold be
ISABELLE’S POV“So, from now on I will live here?” I ask the king, unsure of what I heard. This room is too big for a slave like me. “Yes, my love”. The king replies and pecks me on the lips. I smile widely at him and look around me. This room is a little smaller than the king’s room but is far bigger than my previous one. It is beautiful. I move towards the window and look outside. From here I can see the vast garden which is spread over miles. It is not very visible because of the darkness but still, I love the sight.I look towards the sky. There are so many stars in the sky and the crescent moon is also visible. This black sky is so mesmerizing. I was looking outside the window with happiness when I felt the king’s arms around me. While looking outside the window, I had completely forgotten about the king who was present in this room with me. He wraps his arms around my waist and places a gentle kiss on my neck. His body is so warm against mine. My body wants to lean back and
ISABELLE’S POV “How do you know that I am a queen?”. I ask her in a loud voice. She is still looking down at something in her hands. “I know everything”. These are the only words she says in her old voice. I was looking at her unable to understand anything when Elise pulled my arm a little. “Belle, I think we should leave”. She says to me close to my ear so that the elderly woman does not listen. Her voice was not above a whisper. “Wait a moment, Elise”. I put my hand on her hand and said to her. I take a few steps toward the table. Suddenly the old woman looked up at me. She is looking at me with her big wrinkled gray eyes. There is something in her eyes that I am unable to understand. She has an indescribable aura around her that screams I know everything. “Hmm… I see”. She looks toward me and says to herself. What does she mean by this? “What do you see?”. I ask her with confusion. She stands up and then takes weak and slow steps towards me. I don’t move back because then sh
ISABELLE’S POVA few weeks have passed since my wedding and the day when I became the queen. That was the most beautiful day of my life. As I had shifted to the queen’s chambers which are just beside the king’s chambers so now, I am not in the harem anymore. I like this room and it is so big. I can meet the king whenever I want if he is in his chambers.Becoming a queen brings so many responsibilities with it. Now I have to participate in the celebrations held in the royal hall along with the king. However, it is completely my choice if I want to attend the parties held by the noble ladies or the wives of the ministers. In large celebrations, I have to just sit beside the king and smile. Now I have the responsibility of the whole harem on my shoulders as well.I can send whoever I want to the old palace, I can change the head of the harem and I choose which maids I want to have. I can control every aspect of my life. This is the freedom that I craved and now I have it. I cannot be hap
ISABELLE’S POVI look at myself in the mirror. I am looking so beautiful today. The dress made by Edith is so beautiful that I am unable to take my eyes off of it. It is a sleeveless white dress and it has pearls stitched on it. It shows my back a little. My hair is tied on my back with fancy pins.“The king will be so much pleased to see you like this”. Edith says to me as she stands behind me and looks at me from the mirror. I smile. I don’t know if he will be pleased or not. He is still angry at me for escaping from the palace. The king did not talk with me since we arrived. He neither called me nor came to meet me.I am sure he is still angry at me and he is punishing me with his silence or maybe he is thinking of ways to punish me. I hope he has forgiven me. I don’t want to endure any more pain. I want us to be happy now. There are two to three maids here who are getting me ready. Elise is one of them.“Now let's put on the veil and the tiara”. Edith's voice brings me out of my t
ISABELLE’S POVWe enter the palace’s boundary. Soldiers immediately bow upon seeing the king. Barden also joins them. It is early in the morning that’s why I think Barden is here. The sun has risen not so long ago.“Welcome back, my king, my lady”. Barden greets us. The king nods while I don’t say anything. I have nothing to say to him or any other person. The king did not talk with me throughout the journey. I also did not say anything to him. I never thought that I would confess my love to the king like this, like a vulnerable person. I look towards the palace and the flags of the Alsair Kingdom. I think it is the first time that I am not feeling sadness for coming to the palace. I am feeling like I am not the same person anymore. This palace for the first time does not look like a big cage to me. It does not look the same. I feel like everything has changed.The king stops the horse in front of the palace entrance. He climbs down the horse and then helps me in climbing down. He d
ISABELLE’S POV I visit the fields, and the market but nothing is there like before. The fields have disappeared like they never existed. My village where there was hustle and bustle every time is deserted. Where did my family go? Are they dead? No, I should not think like this. They cannot be dead. I return to the place where my home used to be. I sit on a big rock in front of my burnt house and continue to look at it. I used to live here with my family but everything has changed. I have changed and this village has changed too. How can a lively village become so deserted? The day changed into the night but I did not move from the place where I am sitting. My thoughts are killing me from the inside. I am unable to understand where my family is. I am unable to understand what sin I have done in my life that I am getting punished like this. Now darkness is surrounding me. This darkness does not scare me because I am in my village, which once used to be my home. Now, where should I g
ISABELLE’S POV “Wake up, young lady. We have reached”. A hand on my shoulder and a stern voice wakes me up. I open my eyes and look towards the man in whose cart I was traveling. I rub my eyes and straighten up a little. “Ladies nowadays are so weird. It is the middle of the day and you are sleeping. Wake up! I have to take these carts to the next village before sunset”. He again says rudely. The warm sunshine falling on me makes me realize that it is a day now. I slept through the whole journey. I get out of the cart and take my things with me. My legs feel so weak because of sitting for so long. When we left Lumina town, I had bandaged my arm again after applying the liquid. We took only two short breaks in a village to take something to eat and to use the bathroom. When the night had arrived and the darkness had spread around me, I was not able to stop myself from sleeping anymore. “Thank you”. I thank him and he makes a rude face in return. “Because of you, now my horse is so
ERIC’S POV “Stop this bullshit and tell me Where is she”. I ask her angrily. Isabelle must have told her about this. She shares everything with her. It is not possible that she made a plan to escape and did not discuss it with Ivy. She must have shared it with her. There are chances that Ivy helped her in her plan. “I don’t know, my king”. She replies in a low voice. Her hands are trembling. Either it is because of fear or the fact that she is lying. “How you don't know? You are the head of the harem and I had ordered you to keep an eye on her then how did she escape?”. I ask her angrily and grip her neck in a strong grip. She starts crying. “My king, I-I think she escaped from the west-t part of the palace. Have you given her the k-keys?” She asks me fearfully. Her words gain my attention. I became suspicious. How does she know about the keys? How does she know that Isabelle asked me for the keys? This means only one thing. She knew about it. I leave her neck and take out my
ERIC’S POV I enter the harem and start going towards my dove’s room. Half of the day has passed so she must be awake by now. Last night, when I called her to my room, Ivy told me that she has a mild fever and that's why she cannot come. I thought about sending a physician for her but Ivy told me that Isabel said there is no need for the physician and she will be fine by morning as it is just a mild fever. I wanted to visit her last night but Ivy told me that she has slept now. I did not want to disturb her so then I decided to visit her in the morning. I hope she is fine now because if she is not then I will call the physician. Our wedding is going to be in four days and she has got a fever at such an important time. I hope it was just a mild fever as said by Belle because if she is seriously sick then I will have to delay the wedding. I don’t want to delay the wedding because of any reason. That's why Belle will have to be fine by then. I enter her room and find it empty. There is
ISABELLE’S POV “Yes, yes”. I quickly lie because this is the only way to get out of this alive. “Soldiers, lower down your swords. The king had ordered a few days back to let the slave go alive if she succeeds in getting out of the maze”. He tells the other soldiers and I breathe a sigh of relief. A smile appears on my face. “You can go. I have never seen any slave getting out of the maze alive in my sixty years. You are the first one to get out of the maze. You can go as per the king's orders”. He tells me and I quickly stand up. This is my chance to leave and I should be away from these soldiers as soon as possible. Suddenly I remember that I don’t have any water and I am thirsty. In fear, I had forgotten about my thirst. My throat has become as dry as a desert. “Can I get some water, please?”. I ask the soldier who seems like a good man. He nods. “Lucas, bring her some water”. He orders one of the soldiers and he goes to bring the water. “Can you tell me where am I? What i