CHAPTER 4
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MARIAH
I blush and look down, so embarrassed that he heard that. He growls again, but it isn’t a threatening one. No, this one sounds almost teasing... playful even. I look up to see him already staring with a soft look in his eyes."Are you enjoying that?" He questions as I take in spoonful after spoonful without complaint. I lick my lips and nod my head, not as scared of him as when I first saw him in his tea room.
"Good, little one. I want you to eat all of it for me. Okay?" He said before handing me the bowl and what is left of its contents. I took it with a sulky face not really feeling like eating anymore. I would never admit, but I enjoyed the feeling I got when he fed me.He stood staring and waiting for a 2 from me. I looked up at him, still unsure but agreed nonetheless "Okay, your majesty" I said but as soon as I glanced at the porridge I didn't feel hungry at all, if felt like I had already eaten my fill.
But I couldn't do anything about it now. His highness has already left and the maid have left me alone with a glass of milk set on the pedestal.I reach for it and too slow careful sips as I look around for something to do and I find it almost instantly as I see the large bookshelf in the corner of the room.The left over porridge is long forgotten .
I had my nose so deep in the old books that took up a whole wall of the room that I didn't even notice when maids walked in. They brought lunch then they brought a snack at around late afternoon, but they just sat on the table, losing heat. I took no notice of the food and just told the maids to keep leaving it there because they refused to take it away but I wasn't even hungry. I was so used to eating once or twice a day, and usually in small portions, so in my mind I had eaten enough to last me until the next day.
The room door opened and I heard someone walk in, I assumed it was just another maid so I didn't bother looking up."You can leave it on the table next to the other. I promise I'll eat it in a few" I said, absent minded. These books were so unusual, talking about times as if humans were slaves to a more powerful creature. It was the history of a night creature that held the power of illusion. There only weakness, emotion.
The people of the time called it a beast. It was a curse given to the first born son of the Rossetti family. In every generation, the first born was always a son , and they were always cursed. Emotion was there weakness. Anger, love, resentment. These emotions all caused the sons of the family to shift into a creature with blood red eyes and extended fangs, they hunted humans as their prey and sometime even wiped out entire villages in the night.
The sound if someone clearing there throat broke me out if my trance and I shot up to see the king staring at me, anger evident in his eyes."What is this?" He asked gesturing to the sandwiches I had for lunch and the peaches that were brought for me to snack on. I paled as he only seemed to get angrier the longer I took to respond. I dropped to my knees pressing my head to the floor. "Forgive me Y-your majesty, I didn't realise the time." I said as he placed down what seemed to be chicken pasta, the smell of the pasta alone was enough to make my mouth water, but I didn't dare look up to take a peek.
"Arise" he said taking long strides across the room toward me. He stopped in front of me and cupped my face, his blue eyes seeming to change colour as squeezed my cheeks. I didn't realise I was crying until he wiped away my tears with his thumbs. "Its okay". And with that he let go of my face and turned around to sit at the table. I stared at him unsure if he was being truthful or not. "I-it is?" I asked fearfully, stuttering from the thought of him suddenly turning around and snapping my neck.
He looked at me and gave me an unexpected smile. I almost believed it was real. "It is, do you want to know why it's okay? he asked as he moved the plate with the sandwiches toward me.I nodded me head, standing by the table with my arms wrapped round myself.He stood up and pulled the chair out for me, before placing his hand in the small of my back and guiding me to be seated. I sat down and looked at the sandwich placed before me. It had lettuce and tomato and what looked to be chicken strips and had some type of sauce as well.
I found my mouth watering again as I looked up at the king unsurely."Its okay, because you are now going to sit here until every drop speck of food laid before you is finished and whatever you waste, whatever you don't finish. " he said his voice dropping an octave and suddenly becoming threatening as he grabbed my hair with his hands forcing my head back to look at him " will be shoved down your throat and if you dare throw up, even once, you will be punished for disobedience. Is that understood?"
My eyes went wide with fear as I nodded my head vigorously. He gave me another smile before letting go of my hair and patting it."Good, you may begin." He said before sitting down on the table across from me and beginning to read through what seemed to be important documents.Hesitantly I began to eat the sandwich gobbling it's down as quickly as possible before washing it down with a glass of water.
It tasted amazing and made me groan from pleasure. The bread was soft and whole and the chicken was tender. It was probably the nest meal I had even had in my life.After that came the peaches, I hesitated as I glanced up at the king. He was watching me intensely making me scared to even speak to him. I reached for the chicken pasta instead and moaned even louder than before. It tasted so creamy and delicious and the noodles were so yummy, I even opted when I realized it was finished, but was too full to move anymore.
I looked up at the king to see him already staring at me. "Eat it, Mariah" be ordered darkly and I was too afraid to decline. Tears came to my eyes as I shook my head."No, your majesty, please understand. I can't eat it because I-" but that was all I could say before I was slammed on the bed, his hand in tight grip around my throat."YOU DARE DEFY A DIRECT ORDER. I told you to eat it" he roared prying open my mouth to try and force the peach inside, I turned my head my body suddenly in fight or flight mode as I writhed beneath him. He growled in displeasure turning me around and forcing me to the bed and ripping my dress up my legs.
I screamed in fear my face wet with tears as I turned to fight him off. The first slap descended on my rear among me squeal.What the hell?I turned to look at him with big eyes as my face suddenly turned red."Don't fight me, Mariah" he growled as he spanked me again making me whimper with pain.He kept going hitting my panty clad rear over and over again.My face was red both from embarrassment and exhaustion from trying to fight him off.
"PLEASE, YOUR HIGHNESS. YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND " I said my voice thick from crying. My chest heaved with sobs as he suddenly stopped and looked at me with sad eyes."Oh... come one now. Don't cry. I know I didn't hurt you" the king said wiping my face clean. I whimpered as he forced me to turn around and face him. He pushed me down onto the bed and yanked my jaw, forcing my mouth open. He grabbed the peach and took a bite smiling at me as I shook my head furiously, but it was too late he forced the sweet and sour fruit into my mouth making me swallow it.
It didn't even take a minute before my airways were closing and I began coughing in distress. His face changed from one of anger to worry in seconds as he realized something wasn't right, but it was too late. The damage bad been done and I was left heaving and coughing for even a little breath.
CHAPTER 5__________MARIAHI looked up into the eyes of my father as he came walking in through the front door, his face gleaming with excitement.I squealed with excitement as I stumbled down the short passage and into his arms, he caught me with his ease....he always did."Hello Papa" I said in my baby voice, I was only 5 years old at the time. still the only child and the apple of my fathers eye."Hello baby. Where your mama?" He asked placing me on his hip as he walked further into our small house and to the main room."Hey, hunny" my father greeted, his face still young with age as he smiled widely. I always loved his smile, because it showed how happy he was."Hello, I'm glad your back" my mother said walking to my father and giving him and bug hug and a kiss making me squeal in disgust.My mother looked
CHAPTER 6______MARIAHThe king gave me 3 days to recover before I was being moved to a lower floor and I was given a maid uniform. I didn’t understand why. He treated me so nicely that first day, he gave Sir John’s entire family immunity from death to get me, yet now that he has me, I am a maid. It just doesn’t make sense.For the last 2 days I have been waking up every morning and cleaning the same rooms on the same floor, continuously, just waiting to catch a glimpse of his highness.But today was a new day, and I was sick of waiting around for someone to tell me what was happening. I walked down the steps to the first floor and looked for anyone that could help me, but strangely there was no one around. I walked around, going up to the third floor where I heard the sound of giggling coming from one of the room doors.Happy to have found another living thing I did
Chapter 7_______MariahI took a deep breathe as the butler knocked on the large double oak doors. I held the cloth to my neck as the door opened and a maid stood to the side, her head bowed in respect with the King sitting by his desk, reading through some documents.“Forgive me, your highness. She wouldn’t take no for an answer” Butler Aldridge said fearfully as the King continued to write notes on his parchment. The butler was visibly shaking as his grip on my arm tightened painfully. Fear began to bubble in my stomach as I suddenly forgot what exactly I wanted from him, all the anger I felt dissolved into a pit of nothingness when it came to face his aura. The king looked up, unimpressed as his eyes fell onto me and then the butler and then to the red-stained cloth in my hand.“Leave us” he said to the maid and the butler, and they
Chapter 8_____ElijahI stormed out of the castle my control slipping as I rushed for the forest. I let out a growl, half me and half the beast within me. Fucking Mariah. She was messing with my mind, I had never felt such a need for another person as I have felt for her. It was supernatural. The feelings I had for her were unnatural. Her scent lingered around me and drove me mad as I tried to escape it. It was the smell of her innocence, a smell the seemed to multiply the second I touched her.The wetness that pooled between her legs told me how ready she was. The way she whimpered and moaned told me how badly she wanted me, she wanted us. The way she said our name made us mad with lust. The beast tried to take over, or at least he tried to take control of my conscious, but he had only ever gotten that right once.Anger began to bubble in
Chapter 9_______MariahThe king let out a low laugh as he looked toward the books I had spent most of my time reading, before he looked at me. The way his eyes burned into me, it made me want to sink into the chair completely. "And what am I exactly, Mariah?" He asked sarcastically, trying to fool me into believing that I was acting crazy, but I wouldn't fall.I stood up from my chair and took big, confident steps toward him, until we were toe to toe. "You are not human. You are a vampire, I know you are and I believe that most noblemen are after what I have seen these last few days..." I paused and looked up at him, "But you, my king" I said as I circled around him, "you're stronger than the rest, you're special, even... And I know why. It's because you aren't just a vampire. You are the first born son of your father and you are a Rossetti
Chapter 10________MariahI woke up on the cell floor with blankets draped around me as I saw the butler sitting in the corner of the room with his arms crossed over his chest. "Listen Mariah, because I know you're awake" he said as I turned around to face him. I wasn't feeling so good as I held my arms tightly to my chest and curled into a ball, even with all these thick blankets it was still cold. "I have not told the King of what had happened, because if you were any other ordinary maid, I wouldn't have to. I handled your situation alone". He said his voice cold with distaste as he spoke to me.There was a silence between us before I spoke "Do you hate me?" I asked him sadly, looking down at the floor, wanting to know the answer. He looked at me and sighed. “I do not hate you child, it is that I do not trust you.” He said while staring at the wall behind m
Chapter 11_______THIRD PERSONIt was late in the night when Mariah felt someone touching her face. She moved slightly causing them to stop for second before they continued to stroke her hair. She heard the person sigh before standing up, not before leaving a soft kiss in her forehead.Just by the feeling the kiss gave her alone she knew it was the King. She slowly fell back asleep but she was suddenly haunted by the memory of the dungeon and the dead bodies they carried out of the cells everyday. She jumped up in fear and looked around her room, but only found darkness in his place. She suddenly felt so alone as she glanced around her room again. No family, no friends, no one. The only person she even sort of had was the King and he had left her in that dungeon.She was filled with the need to get up and see the King. Even after he had hurt her, she still needed him, just to be near
Chapter 12_________THIRD PERSONWhen she woke up the next morning she was sad to see nothing but sheets beside her, and they were cold. Mariah tried not to be too disappointed as she stood up from the bed and looked around. She knew after one glance around the room that he wasn't in it.Had yesterday meant nothing to him?Mariah suddenly felt stupid for ever assuming they could ever be more. He was the King of her country. He ruled over millions of people and had the burden of looking after them. She could never be the one to truly stand at his side, she was nothing but a maid. She stood up and wiped a stray tear that had fallen down her cheek as she walked to her room to shower.After Mariah had cleaned herself of his touch, she got dressed in her uniform and walked to the kitchens for breakfast. As soon as she walked in she was handed and tray of food. "
Chapter 24_______Third person Point of ViewMariah woke up again to her body being lifted up gently. She opened her eyes and saw that she was near a river."We are just stopping for a rest. There is another 2 days journey before we reach Venice." The merchanter said."Why are we going to Venice?" Mariah asked timidly and the merchanter almost felt sorry for the little girl. She was clearly still young."what's your name, little one?" The merchanter asked her. He did not seem like a bad guy and Mariah was hopeful that he would send her back. Although she was not on good terms with the king, at least she was safe with him."My name is Mariah Castello...."The merchanter hummed quietly in acknowledgment before quickly setting to work on making a fire. He would have to stop for some supplies in a nearby village before he could continue with his journey. He bent down by the rivers bend and filled up
Chapter 23________Third povIt felt like she was floating, floating amidst the clouds on a peaceful and colourful day. She felt so happy. She looked around her and saw nothing but the blue of the sky and the white of the fluffy balls around her. She was in the sky. The sun was not shining brightly and she could see perfectly and everything was warm.Unable to stop herself, Mariah began to laugh hysterically. She was now a cloud, flying and floating and free. She felt so content.But in the next second, it felt like she was being ripped from the sky and forced down to the Earth again. She was disorientated by the whiplash motion of being tugged viciously from her peaceful cloud back to the hell that was Earth. The impact was brutal. She felt every single second of the collision and she opened her eyes groggily yet unable to actually move.She felt stiff, as if she were a statue instead of a human. She laid still and silent as the tear
𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎 ______ 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐃 𝐏𝐎𝐕 Over the next few days Mariah did little else but wonder the halls of the castle. The King had left on a short one day business trip with Jessebelle and would be back in the night time. Mariah had a sour look on her face all morning after the King had informed her. She wished she could control her jealous thoughts, but she couldn't. She just felt angry and upset. She was foolish to let herself believe that after her last intimate moment with the King he would be more attentive with her, she was ofcourse wrong. He had went back to his ways of ignoring her presence and only caring that she was close enough for him to sense her. That was all he wanted, to ensure she was safe. While walking through the fifth floor, she was not watching her surroundings or taking in where she was or where she was going, causing her to bump into someone. She fell back on her butt and looked up w
CHAPTER 21 MARIAH The days became monotnous and repetitive as the King prepared for the official announcement of his engagement to the Princess, Jessabelle. After previous encounter with the Princess our paths never crossed again, mostly due to the fact that I now chose to reside in the comfort of either my room or the Kings... but that does not mean that I don't feel her heated and hateful glare from across the table every dinner time, as if I had done something to offend her. Lylah had been sent away to her boarding school, where she would stay for a short 2 weeks before coming back to the castle to continue with her private studies. I was not sure why the King had sent her away in the first place but she was more than happy ot get out of the castle for a little while, but only after making me promise to keep her kitten, Winter, safe. As if Lylah being gone was not bad enough, I found out a few
CHAPTER 20 _____ MARIAH The princess was more beautiful than i could have thought possible. I sat quietly at the breakfast table somewhere near the middle while the King sat at the head with the princess by his side. I was offered the seat to his other side, but how could I take it? How could I willingly sit there knowing what people would think of me? It was humiliating to say the least. I kept my head down and did not bother paying attention to the chatter around me, focusing solely on playing with the food in front of me. I was uncomfortbale and I could not shake the awful feeling that lingered and festered in my gut. The terrible feeling only grew the more the King spoke to his future wife. She was kind. When the King greeted her at the door with me by his side, she smiled and greeted me kindly but I could not muster the same enthusiasm to meet her. The King could sense my resignantion and try to ask me if i was okay, but how could
CHAPTER 19MARIAHIt was a few hours before the King finally came to the room and when he did I could feel the anger raditating off of him. I gasped with fear as I saw the blood staining his hands and clothes but he said nothing to me as he walked past heading for the bathroom.I gulped in fear unable to look away from the bathroom door for the longest time. I was worried. Why was he angry? Where had the blood come from? What did the councilman say that had made him so upset? All these questions continued to whirl through my head until eventually the door opened and the King walked out."Mariah" he said slowly as if trying to find a way to formulate the words in his mind. " What happened?" I asked him, the uneasy feeling back and stronger than ever. What would happen to me if the King married another woman? Even the mere though caused a great ache in my chest, my heart breaking in t
𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 18𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐇I moaned as the King continued to pleasure me, feeling myself coming close and closer to my orgasm. The King growled lowly, creating small vibrations against my clit. My breathing became shorter and I couldn't contain my myself as my moans became louder. JustJust as I felt reach my peak, the King pulled away spanking me again. Tears of frustration filled my eyes as I looked up at him in shock. He smirked down at me pressing a kiss against the small of my back."Go to your room and change, my love." he commanded me lowly but I could hardly hear his words over my surprise. The intense feeling was still present in my core and all I wanted to do was touch myself.As if reading my mind, the King warned "Don't you dare touch yourself, Mariah". I gulped and nodded slowly, looking at him with sad eyes as I stood to my feet. The King watched as I quickly left his office and walked down the steps
CHAPTER 17__________ELIJAHMy mind was reeling after leaving Mariah asleep in our room. It was all happening so quickly yet not quickly enough at the same time. I had come to accept that Mariah was my mate, it was impossible to deny now, especially after last night.I walked through the hallways of the castle to my office where Aldridge already stood to attention waiting patiently. "Good morning, my lord. " he said, bowing as I walked past. I nodded in reply before pushing open the office door and moving to sit in my seat, Aldridge stood waiting on the opposite end of the desk."You have 2 meetings today, my lord as well as a few documnets regarding the education plan for the children over the next few years. " he informed placing the documents on my table but before he could continue I raised my hand, silencing him."She is my soul mate, Aldridge" I said simply knowing he would understand. Aldridge seemed surprised for a second befor
Chapter 16_______MariahI groaned as I stretched out across the soft bed, my body aching. My eyes fluttered open and I sitffled a yawn as I tried to turn my body around, but couldn't move. The King's arms were wrapped around my body protectively, holding me tightly to his chest as he slept.I blushed, my cheeks burning brightly as memories of last night flooded back. All I could think about was the feeling, it was indescribable pleasure. I smiled brightly, energy seeming to course through me as I tried to turn to face the King, Elijah. I gasped in surprised as I saw his dark green eyes already staring down at me.He stared at me with no expression, but his eyes spoke volumes. Adoration swam through them as I smiled up at him. "Good morning, my King" I said softly leaning my head against his chest. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to my neck, making me moan soflty as his tongue brushed over his mark."Good morning, little one