MILAAs Mila got dressed and accessorized herself in Arthur's gifts, she felt a tingling sensation.Was Rah right? Was she indeed Arthur's love now? Well, only one way to tell.Rah led her to the palace where every eye was turning in her direction. No, it is not that anyone recognized her... how could they? Until yesterday she was a pathetic human who was always covered in stinking mud. No, today they were staring because she was covered in royal attire.Her mask was custom made. It was so perfect that it felt Arthur had sat with the tailor and got it made specifically for her. It was so amazingly created that not even her eyelids were visible. Her lips and eyes everything was covered, and yet she could see perfectly through narrow but perfectly aligned slits. The material was so breathable that she was not suffocating and she was not feeling hot. The gloves were made of some rare silk that felt like her own skin. They too were extremely light and didn't bother her anyway.There was
MILAMila stood rooted to the ground as everyone around her moved. All eyes were on her, but her eyes were fixed on the door behind which Arthur had disappeared.Why did he look so worried? Why was he panicking? Did someone say something? Was it because of his gifts? Mila was lost in infinite questions when someone cleared a throat behind her."He won't come back," the voice said.Mila didn't have to turn to recognize the malicious voice. It was Chloe and she had the most sinister expressions on her face."Did you really think that a foul creature like you can snare her?" Chloe went on. The crowd around them was thinning, but still there were quite a few onlookers.Mila fisted her hands to control her temper. Chloe noticed the movement and laughed loudly. She came close to Mila and whispered in her ears, "He knows..."Mila looked at her sharply. Chloe was so close that it was too easy, too tempting for Mila to put a curse on her. But her next words stopped Mila. "He knows you are witc
MILA Mila rushed out of the hearing and found Rah eagerly waiting for her. "So?" Rah asked ecstatically. But Mila didn't respond to him. Suddenly she was feeling hot and suffocated in her mask and gloves. She was feeling like she was getting strangled by the neckband. She was feeling humiliated. Fear of losing control in the middle of the palace, Mila ran to the exit. Many heads turned, as usual, but Mila didn't have the care for them. "What happened?" Rah shouted as he ran after her. Only if Rah left her side, she could transform and disappear. She wanted to unleash Grace and hide behind her thoughts, but Rah was persistent. Down she ran to the secret tunnel and her cottage, Rah still on her heels. "Wait up!" Rah panted as she stopped outside her cottage door. "Go away," Mila replied as finally she entered her small house and threw away Arthur's gifts on the bed. "What happened?" Rah asked again, but Mila didn't want to hear another word. She just wanted to get out of the c
MILA and ARTHUR How many times, so many fucking times Arthur had pictured Mila sprawled on his bed, waiting to be his? And finally, finally that moment was here. Mila swallowed as she pushed herself on the bed and turned her back to him. A moan escaped her lips as she felt his fingers rake her back as he pushed her hair away. And then, he kissed her. He started from the nape of her neck and slowly moved down her spine. It was a slow trail, a gentle shower of infinite kisses, making her groan and moan and fall down in bed, helplessly. "Oh, Arthur," Mila cried as he pulled down the belt of her underwear and kissed on her butts. Hearing his name from her mouth like this, excited him even further. Biting one of her butt-cheeks, making her shriek with passion, he moved back up her spine, kissing her over and over again. As he trailed his hand up hers, she found her fingers. They were curled in a fist, clutching hard at the pillow. Slowly, she turned at his insistence. The sight of hi
MILA As Arthur's face met Mila's most intimate part, she felt her entire world had exploded. Her body jerked and she sat back up. There was something exceptionally intimate at the sight of Arthur's head in between her legs. She was about to grab his hair when a sudden tap on her door stopped her. Arthur placed his finger on his lips and pulled away. Groaning, Mila got out of bed and demanded, "Rah, if it's you!" "Mila Grace?" another man's voice boomed. "Who are you?" Mila demanded. "I am ordered to search your quarters," the man continued. "I know that voice," Arthur spoke with furrowed brows. "On whose orders," Mila scowled. She was suddenly hyper aware of her nudity. If a man could go crazy at mere sight of her hand, what would happen to this one if he saw her naked? "The orders have been issued from the palace," the man continued. "Oh..." Arthur whispered hurriedly, "He is Chloe's guard." "What are you looking for?" Mila demanded, now grabbing a blanket and pulling he
MILAMila dropped her hand abruptly. It seemed as if Arthur had slapper her. Chloe calling her a witch didn't affect her as much as when she heard Arthur use the same slang."Is it what you think of me?" Mila asked seriously. She could not help the sadness that had erupted in her voice. "A witch?"Arthur blinked rapidly, then his expressions cleared."Oh, I just repeated her words, sorry," Arthur spoke hastily. "I would never call you that, I am truly sorry."Mila didn't know if he was genuinely sorry or what! As she stared at him, deciding her reaction to his apology, he sighed."I must say I am impressed though," Arthur laughed heartily. "Did you really cover Chloe's body with warts or did you make her believe so? You know like an illusion?""What did she tell you exactly?" Mila asked with narrowed.As Arthur repeated Chloe's words, Mila smiled."Were you really lurking in the shadows to see me?" Arthur asked, shifting his hand up and down her spine."I... I missed you... I..." as M
ARTHURAs Arthur walked back, his mind raced through multiple scenarios.Mila's words were hurting him tremendously. But why? In his last few years, well, since he had attained puberty and gained interest in women, many beautiful girls have crossed his path. Some he had paid attention to, some - to be honest, none he had ignored. Girls... ahem women too have thrown themselves at him.Don't forget Miss Danes! Bash laughed in his head."Oh, I can never forget Miss Danes," Arthur chortled. Miss Danes was almost forty years old woman who had entered his chambers in the dead of the night almost two years ago. She had talked to him for a few hours, and then, even Arthur doesn't remember now how the conversation had changed, she had stripped naked and made him touch her."Well, I was only sixteen then," Arthur retorted and Bash roared with laughter again. "You were fifteen, technically, that woman should be arrested for molesting a child. She was old... really old... and you were like a chi
ARTHUR"Ever since I have met your mother and claimed her as my one true mate, I have never had any desire to be with another woman," his father continued the moment they were alone in his father's chambers. "Or to add precisely, I could not even dare appreciate another woman in my head because your mother could hear me and would kill me at that very instant."Arthur knew where this conversation was going and he feared it."Arthur," his father spoke heavily, "You have mated with Chloe."It was not a question, it was a statement.Arthur still nodded."So, you should be linked," his father continued.Arthur avoided his father's eyes at this."Have you mated with Mila Grace?" Arthur's head shot up at these words and the memory from previous day where Mila had lay almost bare in her bed, underneath him flashed in front of his eyes."Have your mind linked with her?" his father asked automatically."I have not mated with Mila," Arthur corrected."Not yet, you mean..." his father corrected