The intense staccato her heart began beating roared in her ear as she watched the queen start towards them. Savannah's lungs suddenly closed up and she struggled to breath in the next air. The Queen had seen them. IT was over. She was almost combusting, knowing that there was no way to explain away what had happened since the smell of sex reeked in the air. her clothes were ruffled and her hair dishevelled. Not to talk of Ryker who was still butt naked.Savannah gulped, her lips parting as she tried to prepare her heart for the worst as the queen drew nearer, but as if on cue, the double doors to the library parted slowly, revealing the queen's handmaid who had her gaze planted to the floor. If not for the heat that crawled up the side of her neck, Savannah would have been fooled that the woman didn't see anything. but she did. The sight of Ryker's limp penis was etched into her memory."Your ladyness, the King requests for your presence." The hand maid reported and briskly walked out
A month later, Princess Celia was still feeling right at home at Valeria. Savannah was at a loss on how to react concerning how her sister always found a way to attend the training sessions with her. Every time she showed up, at times mid-training, Savannah would see the irritation clear on Lexington’s face and some part of her almost felt sorry for Celia. She was clearly throwing herself at the guy who talked to her out of mere courtesy. It was pitiful honestly but who saw Savannah to judge? She was still trying to make the Prince who hates the fact that she breathed in oxygen, love her. Trying to convince him not to send her back home. Only goddess knew exactly what home meant for it clearly wasn’t Hybern.On the side, Ryker was losing his mind. No matter how much he tried to approach Savannah, she ignored him and the last time he finally got them alone, she warned him sternly to stay from her. When he ignored that and tried to kiss her, he was slapped in the face and was told to ac
Bernice twisted her hands together in anxiety as she watched the color drain from Savannah’s face until she was even paler than a sheet of paper. “Are you alright? Are you going to faint? Here, place your head between your thighs.” Her voice was shaky with concern as she wove her fingers into her dark hair, holding her head down so the blood could flow back to her brain.“Leave,” Savannah drew in a shuddering breath, conscious of the painful thud of the organ in her chest as it jerked erratically against her ribcage. Her head was still spinning as she lifted her eyes to Bernice. The intense shock made her skin feel sticky and strangled her vocal cords so badly that her voice came out as a shaky whisper. “This can’t be.”A beat passed between them and when Savannah refused to say anything else, Bernice, raised a hand to slightly shake her shoulder but Savannah jerked up, almost falling off her seat in a bid to stop her.Furrowing her brows, she leaned away. “What is wrong?”“Just leave
Her fingers slowly closed into a fist, tightening beside her before she pushed out a breath and slowly turned to face the queen. She felt her heart jump and then plummet to her feet. Was this about what the queen had seen a month ago? Savannah was painfully aware that she’d never discussed it with her and it hung over her head like a knife, its pointed tip shooting for her head at the slightest provocationShe plastered a meek smile on her face but the queen was not having it. She yelled. “Dinner should have started minutes ago but we all had to wait for you! You have become such an insolent idiot!”Scalding fury coursed through Ryker’s veins as he listened to his mother babble on about how Savannah had been disrespectful towards her since she entered the palace. His lips thinned into a straight line as he forced himself to keep from saying anything. Jumping into Savannah’s defense wouldn’t bode well for either of them especially with what the queen had seen. He was already on a tight
Nobody broke the silence that permeated the room for a long time and it was only when the King peeled a chair back and settled on it, did he clear his throat. “Go ahead,” he arched a brow at his youngest son, waving his hand in a notion for him to go on with whatever he wanted to say.An evil light glimmered in Ryker’s eyes and he thanked his father. “Yes, since Savannah had been brought into our pack, she’d been maltreated by everyone in this castle, Reginald and Mother inclusive. Even Amelia had done despicable things to her. The time Savannah attended the ball with injured knees and was abandoned by Amelia, it was all fucking intentional. Hell, the injury on her knees that they all told you was caused by an attack from rogues is a fucking lie! It was mother who asked her to crawl on her knees to punish her for just waking up late. This happened on the second day here. You’d be surprised to learn that Reginald beats—”Savannah had gone as white as a sheet and thankful to the goddess
A strangled gasp of surprise clawed its way up from the depths of Savannah's chest, only to be stifled by Ryker's palm as he forcefully covered her mouth. She pushed his hand aside, her eyes wide with panic, and whispered in a hushed, urgent tone, "Why are you here? Did anyone see you follow me?"He shook his head softly, his eyes scanning their surroundings cautiously. "You left in such a rush," he whispered. "I needed to make sure you were okay. I don't think anyone suspects I followed you; they've all retreated to their own rooms since dinner abruptly ended. You spent quite a while in there, and I was on the verge of breaking in, worried."Savannah's tone didn't even soften as she hissed back, "Humor is the last thing on my mind right now. Look at me. Do I look fine to you?"He tilted his head to the side, allowing his eyes to sweep her form from head to toe before he shrugged casually. “You tell me. You seem to be really comfy with my brother.”Savannah's voice crackled with pent-
What? Bernice was so stunned by Savannah’s request that for about thirty seconds, she didn’t move a muscle and could only stare, open-mouthed. Then as if under a spell, she began pacing the bathroom, so fast that it was a surprise the soles of her shoes didn’t burn a hole through the tiles.“NOW!” Savannah’s impatient voice kick started her into motion and she dashed out of the bathroom to get them.Left alone in the restroom, Savannah was still on the floor and after flushing the toilet, she closed its lid and rested her head against it, too worn out to move away, no matter how gross it might seem. Her eyes fluttered close and she sent another thank you prayer to the goddess that Reginald was not present and she silently prayer that he would be out for long.Bernice later returned with two strips and Savannah roughly grabbed them from her, shooing her out of the bathroom to do the needful. A pee and thirty seconds later, Savannah and Bernice were both outside the bathroom door, star
Rinsing out the remnants of the salty, musty taste in her mouth, Savannah dries her face with the hem of her dress before returning to the room. Reginald had left after finishing in her mouth so she was alone in the room. At least only her mouth would be used for the next two weeks. Savannah thought, depressed and sad as she laid back on the couch, crawling beneath the covers. She hid under there all morning, staring bleakly at the ceiling, refusing all offers of food that had been brought by other maids on Bernice’s instructions. As if fate was on her side, Reginald didn’t return to the room.For the rest of the day, she kept to the couch, fortunately, undisturbed by the queen or anybody else. She did not leave that warm cocoon until the early hours of the following morning when the desperation of her situation and the loneliness of her spirit, combined with the terrible fears of her future, drove her to seek the consolation of Valerian’s library. Other than the one in the castle, th