Lincoln scoffed and moved away from her immediately, finding it so hard to believe.
No. She was definitely joking. Definitely joking.
Martha was whimpering, her head bent towards the floor as she wept.
She couldn't even think of staring at him in the face, never.
"Martha" his voice was a little hoarse. "You're joking... right?"
"I'm not" she shook her head pathetically, her gaze still on the floor. "I'm not. I'm sorry".
He arched his brows in surprise.
"You...You brought a healer to heal me? You used a Healer on me?" He asked in disbelief, but she couldn't reply as she just continued weeping.
"How could you, Martha!!" He roared and charged at her with so much anger.
"I'm sorry! I had no choice!" She cried out and he stopped right on his track.
"Oh please! I'm so sorry. I... I just didn't want
Roseline could feel herself lying on a soft bed, her back feeling so strange on it because it wasn't the bed she was used to.She felt a little weak as she felt herself in a strange place; a strange environment.Suddenly, the previous events came flashing into her head - the war sounds, the arrows, her running footsteps, her screams, and....Hah!The King!!She snapped her eyes open immediately. The King!She could remember. He had showed up, right before those people succeeded in killing her. What the hell happened?"You're awake" she heard a feminine voice and that was when she noticed a woman on her right hand side, standing in front of a table.Roseline sat up immediately, taking a look around.None of these was looking familiar to her; the room, the atmosphere, the air.Of course! She wa
Roseline felt herself debilitating as soon as the King left.No; this had got to be a dream - a terrible dream."Tonight, you'll be in my bed" his words replayed in her head.She was going to be in his bed? Was he talking about sex? She was going to have sex with him?Oh God! No. She couldn't do it. She wasn't ready. She couldn't do it.She was too shocked to even speak or move as she just breathed heavily, trying to digest his words.The door opened shortly and the older woman - Hannah - came scuttling in.She paused and scrutinized the look on the young lady's face - how scared and bittered she was.She stared silently at her for a while."Um...I'll get you something to eat" she finally said and left, leaving Roseline all alone in the room.**Princess Martha waited impatiently alon
Princess Martha was sincerely confused. Who could the traitor be? Who could've possibly eavesdropped at their conversation and tried to use it against them?Geez! The palace was filled with lots of people and there was no way she could take a good guess.She racked her head over for it for a long time and not having a positive response, she decided to do something else.The healer. She should probably be awake by now.And with that, she left to check up on her.**Roseline was seated feebly on the bed, her entire body feeling so weak.It was almost getting dark and she thought of what would come.Was she really going to spend the night in this strange place? What happened to nanny Hapitha? And what about her father? What would he do when he hears of her abduction?Oh, goodness! How did this all these happen? She couldn't even understand a thing. What did the King mean by they had become bounded? How the hell
Roseline felt her heatt in her throat as soon as the command hit at her.God, no!The King? He wants her now?She looked blearily at the window where darkness displayed itself. Oh! Of course, she's been expecting it. Ever since it got dark, she was so scared and dreaded the moment the King would send for her.Oh! What does she do?"Please, we need to leave right away. The King shouldn't be kept waiting" the guard said and Roseline sniffed and looked up at him.Then, he walked closer to her and held her arm and she was forced to stand up with them."I can walk...on my own" she sniffed and said, then started walking out of the room with the guards behind her.Her gaze was on the floor the whole time and didn't even notice the few people she came across - not even Princess Cara.*Princess Cara was on her way to her room after vising one of the Royal physicians for a quick v@ginal herbs.
"10...9...8..."Roseline watched him fearfully as began the countdown, his voice coming out so thick and scary.This man....she could see it in his eyes - he was ready to hurt her; do terrible things to her. She could sense it.She tried doing what he wanted - taking off her clothes herself, but no matter how hard she tried, she really couldn't do it. Her hands were just too heavy to be lifted up to her dress.She wavered when he finally got to the last number and she bent her head to the floor to await the dreaded moment - whatever it was he was going to do her."Bad choice" Lincoln whispered and yanked her hair immediately."Ah! Let me go!" Roseline yelped as he dragged her to the bed, his hands fisting her hair tight.He was so powerful, she couldn't go free from him. And getting to to the bed, he pushed her roughly on it."No... Please" she cried out, but Lincoln wasn't himself at the moment moment.His erection had become
Slowly, he could feel the urge going down. He could feel his hunger being fed. Slowly.Roseline could hardly feel herself breathing anymore as waves of different pains gushed over her. She couldn't believe she was being used in such brutal way, such deadly manner.Although, she's always wondered what it'd feel like being intimate for the first time, she just never thought it'd have to be that way, in the hands of a man so brutal with her"Please...stop it, please" she whimpered as she felt the liquid gushing down her v@gina. Whatever he was doing to her, it definitely wasn't something good.Lincoln grunted in ultimate pleasure as he slided in and out of her.Damn! She felt so good; so tight. Exactly what he wanted.He groaned as he leaned his weight more on the bed and drilled into her, ignoring the pleas.Well, it really wasn't his fault. He couldn't control it.Roseline wept helplessly, feeling so unfortunate.Her t
Mistress Valerie stood in front of her window, just staring out and watching as numerous people moved about. Some were women - carrying loads around, and the others were men - pushing carriages, children - assisting the elder ones.It was a peaceful morning - but not entirely for her."Susan" she called and her personal maid came running to her.She had been arranging her jeweleries, but she abandoned them and ran to meet her Mistress."Yes, Mistress" she bowed."There are rumors of a new lady in the palace" she began levelly. "Who is she?""Oh. I don't really know,Mistress. Nobody knows this lady's identity for now. And I'm sure she's not a palace maid because she's being given preferential treatments. And... I heard one more thing" the maid replied and paused, letting the suspense rush through her Mistress.Yeah, Valerie had it and turned slightly to look at her"What is it?" She asked."Um..
After her warm bath, Roseline felt a whole lot better, tho her thighs were still hurting a bit.She returned to the room and noticed breakfast had already been served. Princess Martha was still in the room as well."You're done" Martha stood up from the bed where she sat."Here. I got some clothes ready for you. I've ordered more already and later in the day, they should've arrived"."Thank you" Roseline muttered as she took the cloth from the bed and started putting them on.In a bit, she was done and sat on the bed."Breakfast is all set! Hope you like it" Martha beamed as she helped her uncover the plates.Hmm. The meal was looking quite sumptuous.Roseline muttered another 'thank you', then started eating immediately. She was damn hungry.She ate quietly for a long time, before bringing up a topic."Do you...know what happened to my nanny?" She turned to Martha and asked and Mar