Sibyl’s POV“I'm fine,” I whispered.He grabbed my shoulder and turned me around to face him.“You're mad at me.”“I’m not.”“You're avoiding me.”“I’m not.”He took off his clothes, put on his pajamas and got into my quilt.He touched me and whispered, “Why aren't you wearing those clothes?”He's talking about those sexy nightgowns.I turned around. “I don't like them.”He rolled over on top of me. “But I like them.”I feel his body getting hot. His l.ust for my body has been strong since our first night. When he wants to have s.ex, he takes off my clothes, caresses me, and enters me when I'm wet.He became more and more addicted to s.ex. He is curious about the new position and likes to try different ones every night. His skills and stamina are getting better, and we're having sex for longer.I obeyed him every time. I enjoyed it at first, but in the end, I always cried because I couldn't stand it.But today I don't want to be submissive. I am not happy at the thought of those five
Sibyl’s POVA breeze came and I smelled a very nice scent.The smell was light, mixed with the scent of roses and Lily of the valley, and a hint of post-rain grass. I sniffed, OH, it also has the smell of the Phoenix Flower.The Phoenix Flower is a nearly extinct flower. It is very strict with the temperature, light and humidity of the living environment, so it is difficult for them to survive. But their flowers are extremely beautiful and give off a fascinating smell.The Queen tried to grow the Phoenix Flower in the palace. Many servants took turns to look after them, but they died anyway. Only a few merchants have grown them in glass greenhouses. These flowers are even more expensive than gold.I never thought the Windsor family would use such a precious flower as an ingredient in their fragrance, just to make their daughter more attractive.The luxurious life of Azariah Windsor is beyond my imagination.A crisp sound came from the silver bells, and then a woman's delicate laugh, “
Sibyl’s POVI shook off Azariah's hand, picked up a glass of cold water and gulped it down.The cold water went down my throat and into my stomach, relieving my drunkenness and making me more sober.“How are you feeling?” Azariah asked me with concern. “Let me take you to my room to rest.”My instinct tells me not to go with her.I'm a little drunk right now, and I'll probably fall asleep. If that's the case, they can do anything they want to me, including ruining my reputation.In our country, women enjoy much less freedom than men. Women's chastity and loyalty are highly valued and they trap women like chains. A woman who makes out with a man other than her husband will be despised by everyone.It's not fair, but it's something all women have to think about in order to survive.Last month, a duchess got lost at a party because she was drunk. When she awoke, she found herself naked and sleeping with a guard. Neither she nor the guard knew what had happened, but they were all seen lyi
Nuri’s POVI heard Sibyl at the door, but when I entered the room, she hid herself in the quilt and pretended to be asleep.I laughed. Who would sleep with their head under the covers?I motioned Amy out of the room with my eyes, and then I stood by the bed and looked at Sibyl.She seems to be competing with me for patience.“How long are you going to hide under the covers?” I asked her.She pulled the quilt tighter.I was afraid she would faint from lack of air, so I reached under the covers and held her hand.Her body trembled a little when I touched her.“You're not so shy when you're drunk,” I said, laughing.I have a picture of her drunk today. Her face was like a red apple, her eyes were wet and her body smelled of alcohol. She's really drunk. She hugged me tightly and said to me in a coquettish voice.“I don't want you to marry Azaria. I don't want you to marry any other woman.”“Don't love anyone but me, okay?”I was stunned. Sibyl has always been a gentle, shy and introverted
Nuri’s POVI'm in a good mood these days.After training soldiers in the army today, my right-hand man Roth asked me, “Sir Rodriguez, did anything happen to you that made you happy?”I looked at him and pretended to be serious. “Nothing special happened. Nothing unusual.”“Then why do you laugh so much today? You've never done that before,” Roth muttered.Am I making my feelings that obvious?I glared at him. “You're going for a run with the soldiers, now.”“Huh?” Roth wondered at my sudden order.Wayde pulled Roth aside before he could say another word.“You better stop talking,” he said.“Why?” Roth scratched his head.Roth grew up in the army and was a strong and loyal knight, but he had little contact with women, so he did not understand the feelings between men and women.“You'll understand when you get married,” whispered Wayde.“Huh?” Roth was even more confused.I looked at Roth.I remember when he first joined the army. He was taciturn, serious, but powerful. The other knight
Chapter 31Azariah’s POVWhen I received the invitation from Nuri, I was so happy I almost screamed.But I remained calm and elegant. I took the invitation and asked casually, “Did he just invite me?”“Yes,” replied the servant who had come to deliver the letter.I controlled my laughter and asked, “Will Princess Sibyl come?”“No.”“Okay, I get it. You tell Sir Rodriguez I'll be there tomorrow.”After Nuri's servant had left, I jumped up with joy and turned in circles with the invitation in my hand.“Mummy, you're right. Nuri will come to me.”What happened on my birthday really pissed me off. Instead of getting me a gift. He took Sibyl right out of my room, showing no concern for my feelings or our engagement.My mother said to me happily, “My dear, this is the first lesson I've taught you. If you care about a man and want to get him, you can't be too aggressive in front of him, you can't reveal your emotions. Keep your dignity and wait for him to come to you.”“But, mummy, how can I
Sibyl’s POVAmy hurried into the room and whispered in my ear, “News has come from the palace that Prince Doyle is ill.”Is my brother sick?“Has the Doctor been to see him?”Amy said anxiously, “No. Since you left the palace, the servants have treated Prince Doyle with more contempt. It is said that the prince often eats cold leftovers and is not well taken care of. Yesterday, the Prince fell ill with a fever, and the servants waited for hours before they went to see the Doctor. But when the doctor heard that the patient was Prince Doyle, they refused. They would rather spend their time making beauty pills for the queen than treating the prince.”I bit my lip.Doyle was just a 10-year-old kid. When I was in the palace, I could look after him, and the servants did not dare to go too far. But now I have left the palace to marry Nuri, who hates royalty. Everyone thought Nuri hated me and my brother, so they bullied him even more.If my brother died in the palace because of illness, my f
Sibyl’s POVThe rain and the sadness left me speechless, and my pale lips quivered."Doyle..." I looked at Manolo and cried even harder."Don't be afraid, where is he? You take me to his room." Manolo's voice is soft and powerful.I stood shivering, pointing in the direction of Doyle's house, and then I ran ahead, regardless of the mud and water on my dress.Manolo followed me closely and grabbed my arm just as I was about to fall."Doyle..." when I got to Doyle's room, I smelled something musty. His servants stood at the door, their faces sad and their heads bowed.I pushed the servants aside and went to Doyle's bed.Doyle's cheeks were red with fever. He closed his eyes, furrowed his brow, and uttered a low voice of pain."Open the south window. He needs some fresh air," Manolo told his servant. He went to bed, touched Doyle's forehead, frowned, and said, “He's had a fever for at least two days.”“Doyle... Doyle...” I called his name softly, but he couldn't open his eyes. His body t