Roseline stood sullenly in the room as she fixed her dress.
The King was behind her, fixing his as well. And as he did, he took out time to admire Roseline from the back. Not really admire, but stare.
He stared at her as she lifted her gown up to her chest level, fixed the hands and adjusted the tiny folds. No doubt, she was angry and he wouldn't blame her.
But he wouldn't blame himself either because the urge had been so strong and she was just the only one that could satisfy him.
As a matter of fact, just staring at her form behind, he was already begining to feel his manhood jerk in his trousers. The urge was coming right at him again that he felt like gripping and falling her back there on the bed so he could bury him self into her once more.
He walked upto her and held her by the waist, pulling her close. And Roseline shook a little as she didn't expect
The spoon she held fell from her hands immediately. Her father was there? He had come to see her but the King sent him away? No. How possible?Valerie studied her reaction carefully. It was obvious she had no idea the King had been there and that made the whole thing more interesting to her. Why exactly was Roseline there, huh?"Ex...Excuse me" Roseline mumbled and stood up."Hey, hold on. Where are you going, dear? Is there a problem?" Valerie also stood up asked but Roseline didn't say a word. She couldn'tHer heart was tearing apart. Her father who she's been so worried about was there to see hrrz but the King sent him away? How could he?She sniffed and marched out of the room immediately, leaving the mistress behindAs usual, the guards followed her, but she didn't pay attention to them as all she could think about was getting to the Ki
Roseline had made up her mind. She was going to escape during the party. Yes, she was going to escape and go home to her father.First, she needed to see him because she's missed him terribly.. Secondly, she needed to hear his own side of the story so she could know the truth. Why would he kill the late King's innocent wife just to get revenge? Why would he do such a thing?Something in her guts kept telling her it was risky trying to escape. If King Lincoln should catch her, he was definitely going to get mad and punish her.Recalling how he had slapped her the previous night made her feel so bad and reminded her of the fact that he could hurt her whenever he wanted.But still, she needed to do it; needed to go home and see her father by all means. She just couldn't help it.**After her time with Princess Martha, she had fallen asleep on the bed, not having any other thing to do. And by the time she was awake, it was already dark
Roseline walked into the party hall with the princess and her friend - Sally.Damn! The place was booming with life - greatly dressed people standing in several groups and pairs and chatting. She could tell most of them were rulers - from the way they appeared. Respect and royalty smelt all around them."Wow! Look at Prince Erik over there" Sally pointed out and Roselne also looked to see who they were talking about."Oh my! He's so cute!" Martha giggled.Well, since Roseline didn't know who they were talking about, she decided to look away, and when she did, her eyes ran into the King's.Good lord!She felt her heart stop beating as she stared at him, and him, also staring at her.He had this little light in his eyes, and his gaze went from her head to her toe. But damn! He was looking so cute - so powerful and extremely handsome. 
Soon enough, Lincoln left her clit and went to her chest instead.Oh! He was tempted to get rid of her dress, tear it up so her boobs come bouncing out. But no, the party was still on and he couldn't afford to ruin her dress that way.So, he just snaked his hand to her chest and squeezed her boobs from the clothes."Ah" she winced a little, unfamiliar to the pressure he applied.She held on to the table tight so she doesn't trip because he was beginning to bang her real bad.With each thrust he made, she could feel him going real deep into her, so deep she was beginning to fear he might injure her."Oh! Damnit!" Lincoln growled and squeezed her breasts more.The pleasure was over riding him. She felt so tight and sweet and each movement he made into her was rewarded with a tight silky feeling round his manhood. Nothing has ever felt better - nothing.Roseline placed her
Martha had been with her crush - Prince Eric for a long time and thank goodness, he was so welcoming.She had drank, laughed and chatted him and she could tell he enjoyed her company - the same way she enjoyed his.Oh! She didn't tell like leaving, not at all. She actually wished we could spend the whole night with him, but that was impossible and was likely to make her look too cheap in his eyes.When Prince Erik had complimented her dress, that was the height of it as Martha couldn't hide her excitement any longer. She laughed so hard and thanked him for the compliment and after which, she decided to check up on her friend and Roseline.Besides, in one of the books she'd been reading, she learnt it was wrong to spend too much time with a guy because if he notices you like him a lot, he might disrespect you.She returned to the table but could only find Sally there."Hey! Where's Roseline?" She asked, wondering if she had gon
Roseline continued hitting and banging the door, fear getting the better part of her. She felt so scared.Where was she? And who could've brought her there? What if they're enemies of the King and actually want to hurt her?Oh! Good gracious! She felt herself in so much trouble.She left the door and tried going to the window to see if she could open it, but just then, she heard the door opening and turned in a little fright to see a young, strange boy coming in.He was dressed in black, had a hoodie over his head and held some items in his hands.He paused at the door when he found Roseline standing close to the window. And Roseline? Well, she couldn't be any more surprised as the expression on her face and explained how scared she was."You're awake" the young boy said, dropping the items he held on the floor close to the bed.Roseline took some steps
King Lincoln sat in the throne room, his hands fisted on his seat as the guards bowed in front of him ."We couldn't find her at her father's place, My King. She isn't back yet" one of them said.Each guard had his knee on the floor."Are you sure about that?" Lincoln asked, having his doubts."Yes, My King. As a matter of fact, the house was completely empty because we searched the whole place, but couldn't find anyone. Not even her father".Lincoln wet into deep thoughts immediately. Her father wasn't in? Then, where could he be?He knew for sure Roseline couldn't be so fast to get to her father before his guards. She had no hits with her .So, it was actually possible she was still somewhere around the village. Yes, possibly. .But where could she be? Where did she spend the night? Who knows if she had been hurt?
The lady ran out of the bush, going after the unrecognized figure, but it was too late as the person was fast enough to get lost."Damn it!" She hit her fists.Who the hell could that be? Who could've taken such risk to eavesdrop at their conversation??Her accomplice came running out of the bush afterwards to join her."She's gone?" He asked, his voice sounding so deep and the lady nodded."Do you think she must've seen our faces?" He asked, staring at the direction she had taken"How am I supposed to know? This isn't good at all. Who could that Witch be?"They were silent for a little while."I think we need to part ways for now... just incase" the man said and the lady nodded in agreement.That was probably the right thing to do."Bye then" she said and the man left while