All This Is A Nightmare

My throat and eyes burned as I awoke from slumber.

Hungry!

I'm hungry!!

The Fuck was too much for me.

I had not eaten or drunk anything since I came to this place.

At some point during Fredrick's "ceremony," I had blacked out, Perhaps from the pain, the embarrassment, or the shock.

In all honestly I believe it to be a combination of all three.

I knew I was in Frederick's castle; his scent swelled through my nose.

I look at my surroundings.

The bed I was on was soft, covered in silk sheets; the room had no windows, but even in the dark, I could tell it was beautiful.

"Molly", a dark voice called my name.

I knew that voice, his blue eyes looked into mine. My body tensed, turning towards him.

"Fredrick", I whispered.

The cruel man sat feet away from me, his gaze burning my body.

I moved back as he started moving towards me, his hand wrapped around my ankle grabbing me onto my back.

He painfully separates my legs, exposing my pussy to him.

His finger ran up my pussy hole as he spoke, "How did you get here, Molly?"

He asked, applying pleasure to my pussy.

I shivered, my body betraying my mind.

"I awoke from a tomb that you put me in," I spat.

His face darkened, and he slammed three fingers inside me.

I cried out as I felt myself exposed to the intrusion.

My hips arched off the mattress towards his body.

"Tell me the truth, little one", he hissed as he slipped his fingers in and out of me.

"I was sent to kill you", I admitted.

There was no reason to hide it, I was already confused and captured, not knowing what to do.

Fredrick was the only person in this era that I knew- I had no reason to deceive him or anyone else.

His eyes went dark again as his thumb stroked my clit.

A familiar feeling began in my legs as I met his thrusts with my own.

His eyes never left mine, even as I came.

When I opened my eyes, he was still staring at me with no emotion plastered on his face.

He removed his fingers from my pussy and slowly brought them to his mouth.

If I could blush- my face would have turned red.

This wasn't the Fredrick I knew, taking anything he wanted and being so openly sexual as if it were as normal as a handshake.

"What happened to you, what have they done to you to make you like this"

"Tell me, Freddy," I whispered.

This was too much.

To wake up from the dead, be sent to kill my fiance after he murdered me, and on top of that, be Fuck by him in front of everyone in the kingdom.

My emotions were on overdrive.

"You will be my whore; I will fuck you in front of everyone when I want. You mean nothing." He stated calmly and once again turned his back, leaving me alone.

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The next few days passed by slowly.

Maids were sent to assist me in cleaning myself, and after that, I was locked in a room with only a bed and some food.

I spent most of my time thinking about my life and what was and wasn't true.

When I met Fredrick, I was 17; I had grown up on a farm, and being an only child meant that I was used to being spoiled.

"I met Fredrick in the summer when he was 20 years old, and he proposed to me three years later, when he was 23."

Spending years with someone you love is a special thing, You learn all of their quirks and fall in love with all of them.

He knew what he wanted, worked hard, and treated me well.

How it went from giggles and warm to dark castles- I'm not sure.

My mind replays every memory I have with him, looking for any sign of a lie.

There is movement outside my door for the first time in a week and I quickly jump up to face whatever hell is waiting for me on the other side of the door.

A knock on the door was followed by a maid who walked into my room.

A girl who looked around my age smiled and greeted me, and for the first time since I arrived, I didn't feel afraid.

"Hello- I'm Emilia", she said.

"I'm Molly", I whispered back.

We stood there staring at each other for a few moments after I uttered my name.

Emilia smiled at me again and stuck her hand out.

"Come, the Queen is waiting for you Molly"

I followed her down the empty hallway as my brain replayed her words, Queen.

Of course, Fredrick had a Queen.

Pure jealousy and betrayal swam around my stomach- although I knew he didn't love me when he killed and fuck me in front of everyone, some part of me wanted to cling to his humanity.

To cling on to hope, to hang onto him.

We arrived at a pair of golden doors with diamonds covering the edges and Emilia pushed them open, leaving me to the beast inside.

It was dark and smelled like death, something I was still not used to.

I sat in silence for a few minutes before hearing heels tap the ground behind me.

"You must be Molly", a soft voice said behind me.

I tilted my head around and faced the gorgeous woman I'd never seen.

Blonde liked me and stood tall.

"Why am I here"? I asked.

I already knew who she was and didn't care to hear her confirm it.

The woman stared at me, seizing me up.

I felt her eyes drag all over every part of my body; I thank God for having clothes on to shield me from her glare.

"I am Fredrick's wife, I meet all of his whores", she hissed.

I felt bile rise in my throat.

Wife!

whores!

It was all too much.

Reality tumbled down on me once again.

"I am not a whore, and I wish to leave this hell," I strongly replied.

"Then why did you come here, child"? She mocked.

Courage pumps up inside me.

"I wanted answers from Freddy that I clearly will not get; if I cannot get answers from him, then I wish to leave and end this hell.

I am not made for this era" I firmly told her.

Her face darkened, her hands wrapped around my throat.

"Well, that's too bad; someone decided to wake you up and play games with Fredrick, so you are staying here until we figure it out, you pathetic bitch", she spat as she flung me across the room.

I got up from the floor, and made eye contact with her again, only to see one emotion in her eyes: jealousy; it burned deep and hot inside her.

I started to ask why- why would she be jealous of me but she quickly turned and exited the room.