7. Escape Plan

"This is your wedding dress, Your Majesty."

 Angel stared in confusion at the beautiful dress in front of her, because she didn't have the slightest intention of wearing it. Right now his brain was more interested in something else, a plan that would determine his life and death.

 "Tomorrow morning I will do your make-up. I'm sure you will be a very beautiful bride," said Anne, who was currently standing behind her employer's wedding dress.

 "Aren't you going to go get groceries?" Angel lured while leaning against the head of the bed.

 "That's right, Your Majesty. I will leave later and be back before sunrise. So, I will still be able to do your make-up," explained Anne.

 Angel nodded slowly. "Do all the servants here recognize you, Anne?"

 "Of course not, Your Majesty," answered Anne with a sweet smile. "In this palace there are hundreds of female servants, and it is impossible for us to know all of them.

 "Ah, I see," replied Angel, hiding a sly grin, then neutralized his expression again when he looked at Anne. "What time are you leaving later?"

 "When the first bell rings."

 "Then you have to accompany me until the first bell rings."

 "Of course, Your Majesty. I-"

 "Come out." The baritone voice paused Anne's sentence and immediately made the woman bow respectfully.

 Angel rolled her eyes when she found Erick just walking into the room. "I want Anne to stay with me here."

 "I'm sure you won't be ready for someone else to see our intimacy," Erick replied with a grin, choosing to sit next to the girl's body.

 "What do you mean?" Angel's eyes narrowed sharply.

 Erick's hand reached out to gently caress Angel's cheek, followed by his thumb running along the girl's lower lip. “Tonight- I want you, darling.”

 Angel's eyes widened quickly, followed by a feeling of heat that spread across her face. "You- have no right to touch me anymore."

 "Don't forget the fact that you are mine, Angel," Erick hissed as he closed the distance between their faces. "Even tomorrow you will be my wife."

 Angel bit her lip hard. He had to think hard to find a way to keep Erick from sleeping here tonight.

 "Hey, don't bite your lip like this," said Erick, stroking Angel's bitten lower lip again. "Just let me bite it."

 And in the next second, Erick actually bit Angel's lower lip, then let go roughly. He alternated kissing his parted lips up and down, sipping the sweet taste that had become his favorite. Especially now that Angel was kissing him back, making his passion quickly fade.

 Erick growled lowly as Angel changed to sucking on his lower lip, occasionally pulling and releasing it roughly. The girl seemed to want to play with him in pleasure.

 "Erick," Angel called in a soft tone after their lips were separated. He stared at the light brown eyes closely, trying to gain sympathy from the cold man. "I want to take a rest."

 Erick raised an eyebrow in disapproval.

 "I... just don't want to be tired at our wedding tomorrow," added Angel with the sweetest smile possible.

 It's a shame that Erick couldn't even read the girl's mind, even though he wanted to know what Angel was really thinking at the moment. Because he felt strange when Angel suddenly spoke so softly to him, as if he was hiding something.

 "I won't tire you out."

 "Are you sure?" Angel smiled crookedly. "You didn't even give me the slightest rest after taking away my chastity that time."

 "That's because you're too delicious, darling," replied Erick as he leaned forward, but this time towards the girl's neck. "I can never stop once I touch you."

 Angel closed her eyes, holding back a moan when Erick's wet tongue started to run along her neck, continuing down to her cleavage which was only covered by a thin satin dress with a low neckline. Her moan almost escaped when the man's tongue teased her peak from outside the dress, even biting it gently.

 "You like it?" Erick chuckled softly when he saw Angel who had closed his eyes with his mouth half open. He knew that the girl was very aroused at this time. "I know, you won't be able to resist my touch, darling."

 "But I want to rest," said Angel, opening his eyes, showing hope. "I beg you, let me sleep in peace tonight. And in the following nights, you are free to enjoy my body as much as you like."

 "Okay."

 That one word immediately made Angel's eyes light up. It was as if he had just gotten a golden ticket to launch his plan.

 "Maybe you are right, you should rest well for our wedding ceremony tomorrow morning."

 "Thank you for understanding," replied Angel with the sweetest smile possible.

 "Now go to sleep," Erick kissed Angel's lips again gently, "I won't bother you tonight."

 "I need something," Angel asked as he held Erick's arm, who was ready to stand up.

 "Tell me what you need."

 "I need warm milk, really milk to help me fall asleep more easily. So, please ask Anne to bring it here.

 "Okay, he'll be here in a moment." Erick kissed Angel's lips again before leaving the room.

 "Thank God..." Angel breathed a sigh of relief when Erick finally came out of the room. He got out of bed, starting to move to carry out his plan.

 Angel took one of the beautiful dresses in the cupboard, put it on the bed. At the same time, Anne entered the room carrying a glass of warm milk on a tray.

 "This is pure cow's milk according to your request, Your Majesty."

 "Put it on the table," asked Angel.

 The woman just obeyed him. "Would you like something else, Your Majesty?"

 "Now I want to give you something," said Angel with a smile that was as sweet as possible.

 "What is it, Your Majesty?" Anne looked confused.

 Angel held out her dress towards Anne. "I want to give you this beautiful dress."

 "Your Majesty, this is really too much. I don't deserve it."

 "Then I will be angry with you, and will complain about you to Erick," Angel threatened with his lips pursed cutely.

 "Sorry, Your Majesty... I was guilty." Anne immediately bowed respectfully.

 "Now I want to see you try on this dress right now," Angel asked firmly.

 "Now?"

 "Yeah, right now."

 "Yes, Your Majesty."

 "Change here, and I'll help you."

 Anne looked doubtful, but she didn't dare refuse. As a result, she completely took off her simple dress, and immediately put on her master's beautiful dress.

 Angel was seen helping to close the zipper on Anne's back. But not only that, she deftly took the spell stone from Anne's dress pocket and put it under her buttocks as she sat back down on the edge of the bed.

 "Wow, you are very beautiful, Anne," said Angel with a smile that was as sweet as possible.

 "Thank you, Your Majesty. But I think this is too much," said Anne with an unpleasant face.

 "Absolutely not. The dress is a gift because you have been so kind to me here."

 Anne seemed to be about to answer when she heard the loud sound of the first bell, and suddenly she started to panic. "I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I have to quickly gather-"

 "Go," interrupted Angel with a sweet smile.

 This time Angel rushed after Anne came out of her room. He immediately wrapped himself in a large hooded robe, not forgetting to put the spell stone in his pocket.

 Very carefully, Angel left the room, taking quick steps towards the back exit.

 His walking around this morning was really a search for a way out that he had memorized very well. Until now, he could easily make his way to the palace grounds without being noticed.

 Angel appeared to be standing on the side of a large tree, staring at the strange flashes that separated him from the outside world. His chest felt like it was beating fast now, with one hand gripping the spell stone.

 "I... will leave this scary place forever."