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Chapter Nine

Author: Bertha Roy
last update Last Updated: 2023-05-27 00:59:24
Scarlett’s POV

I pulled away from Marco, my body still humming with desire, as the knock on the door interrupted our intimate moment. My heart raced, and a mix of annoyance and curiosity flickered in my eyes as I called out, "Who's there?"

The muffled voice on the other side responded, "Your Highness, it's a messenger with urgent news. The King requests your presence immediately."

A surge of frustration coursed through me. How could this be happening now? Just when Marco and I had found solace in each other's embrace, the outside world intruded upon our private sanctuary. But duty called, and I couldn't ignore the King's summons.

Reluctantly, I disentangled myself from Marco's embrace, a sense of longing lingering in the air between us. With a quick, apologetic glance, I hastily adjusted my appearance, ensuring that no trace of our passionate encounter remained visible.

"Please inform the King that I will be there shortly," I called out to the messenger, my voice laced with a hint
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Why indeed. He is not to be trusted.
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