Impossible

{ KANSAS KINGDOM }

Rays of the sun find it way through the window, embracing Arthur's eyes, she rolled to the right side but to her dismay that part of the bedspread was warm , like someone just vacated that place yet the room was silent. As she tried to move, she realized that was the least of her problems.

A sick feeling churned in her stomach, the nausea hitting her hard. Each attempt to move sent tremors of pain through her battered body.

Bile surged up her throat, muscles protesting as she doubled over and wretched onto the rumpled bedding.

She heaved until nothing remained, dry sobs wracking her frame. Tears mingled with saliva and bile on her cheeks, her nose running unchecked. The world swam in a nauseating blur.

Damn! She should have known locking her door won't stop that devil from having his way.

A gentle knock broke the silence. ‘Bastard!’ she wanted to curse out loud at his face but remembered that

Xerxes never knocks before entering her room.

“Enter"

She called slowly