Roseline had just finished washing her face when she came out of the bathroom and found Hapitha entering into the room. Oh! She was a little early today.
"Good morning, nanny" she greeted calmly, and Hapitha released a tensed smile.
"How was your night, dear?" She asked.
"Um...it was fine. You're a little early today, nanny".
"Y...Yes. I just decided to".
Roseline could notice something different about her. She was acting... strange.
She decided to just shrug it off anyway as Hapitha got busy, dressing her bed.
But suddenly, her hands started shaking and Roseline noticed it.
"Nanny! Nanny, are you alright? What's wrong?" She asked as she held the older woman's hand who was almost in tears.
"Oh Roseline..." She whimpered.
"Please, talk to me. What's wrong? What's wrong?" Roseline asked repeatedly, overly worried at the woman's tears.
Hapitha didn't want to do it, but she had to.
"They took my son" she whimpered. "they took my son, Roseline, and they're threatening to kill him unless I bring you to them. Oh! I don't know what to do"
Roseline's eyes dimmed as confusion set in.
"What're you talking about, nanny? Who took your son?" She asked, completely bewildered.
"Princess Martha - the same people that were here just yesterday. They took him, Roseline" she answered admist tears and Roseline's confusion only increased.
"But... Why did they take him? And why do they want you to give me to them?"
Hapitha lifted her teary eyes from the floor to look at her.
Oh! Creators; she didn't want to do this. She promises Richard she'd never betray him, but as it seems, she was having no other option.
She sniffed and held the lady's hand in return.
"You're a healer, Roseline" she said. "Y...you have special healing abilities you don't know about"
Roseline's eyes drooped.
"Your father...Your father never wanted to tell you about it because...he only wanted what's best for you, dear. That was his only purpose.
"The Healers are rare women with special healing abilities, capable of healing even the rarest illness. And as it stands, I think you might be the last healer on earth. There could be someone else - I don't know. But you're the only healer I know alive, and that's what the princess is here for.
"Her brother - the King - is critically ill and... it seems you're the only one that can help him, Roseline. They need a healer.
"The princess had come to the house yesterday to ask your father to release you, but he's adamant and wouldn't do such and as a result, they're trying to use me. I returned home last night and discovered my son wasn't in. They had taken him away and threaten to kill him if I don't bring you to them. Please, Roseline. I don't know what to do" she bent her head and wept more, but Roseline was already too shocked to console her
She was gobsmacked.
She was a healer? Had special abilities?
But...why was she just getting to know about it? She was 23 years old but didn't even know such details about herself??
"They want you now, Roseline - this morning. I really don't know what to do. Please, you need to help me. I can't lose Owen" Hapitha cried more, forcefully drawing Roseline's attention.
"But I.... I can't leave. Father would never let me leave" she stuttered l, her voice weak.
"He doesn't need to know, Roseline" Hapitha's eyes beamed.
"He'll be leaving In a few minutes, has an important meeting to attend and hopefully, the meeting should take until evening.
"I can... I can sneak you out when he's gone, then you'll go with the princess, heal the King and returns back here before your father does".
Roseline was a little uncomfortable.
"But what if...he comes home before I do? What if he gets to find out?" She asked, worried.
"Oh.." Hapitha bursted into more tears, hope draining from her.
Roseline was so disturbed by the sight and held the older woman.
"It's okay nanny. It's okay. I'll... I'll do it" she said and Hapitha lifted her face to look at her.
"Oh! Dear, are you sure about this?" She asked and Roseline nodded.
She saw nothing wrong trying to help when she can. Her father has caged her for too long already and she was already getting fed up by it.
"Oh! Thank you so much, Roseline. Thank you so much. I promise, I'll never forget this" Hapitha sobbed more until Roseline pulled her into a hug.
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Everything had actually gone as planned.
Roseline had a perfunctory breakfast with her father and during the time, he tried making up for the previous day by bringing little chats along the way.
If not for how the proximity of the meeting, there was no way he'd have left the house that very day. But considering the fact he had no choice, he just had to do it.
Besides, guards were around the vicinity. So, he was sure she'd be safe.
He gave her a peck before finally leaving the house and as soon as he did, Hapitha didn't tally at all as she started looking for a way to sneak Roseline out of the house.
Tho, she was aware of the guards, but Hapitha was already too used to the house to know a perfect escape route. She's been coming there for 21 years.
Successfully, she escaped with Roseline without being seen by the guards and she couldn't be any more happy.
Roseline, on the other hand, took the moment to be gold as that was the first time in years she was walking on land. Oh! She's missed it - everything. The views, air...
Why would her father deprive her of such?
If not for the fact Hapitha was holding her hand and scuttling with her, she'd had almost become lost, staring at the places. But Hapitha had no time as she had a target.
They finally got to the spot where the princess said they'd be waiting for her and Martha's eyes beamed when she saw the Healer.
Oh! She made it!
"Where's my son?" Hapitha asked immediately when she couldn't find Owen around.
She was expecting to see him with them.
For a few seconds, there was silence as Martha and Roseline exchanged stares at each other.
"Your son is safe" she answered, taking her eyes from Roseline.
"And as soon as the healer has done her job, he'll be returned to you".
"What? What're you talking about? That wasn't the agreement we had!" Hapitha half yelled.
"I need to make sure you don't tell on me or try to ruin my plans by the time we leave. At least, with your son still with me, I can be sure you won't do anything funny. Don't worry, I'm not a bad person. As soon as everything is over, you'll have your son back" she replied and turned to Roseline.
"Let's go. We don't have much time".
She walked towards her carriage.
Roseline turned to Hapitha beside her.
"Don't worry. I'll be back,and Owen will be back as well. Everything will be fine, nanny" she said reassuringly.
"Oh! Thank you so much, Roseline" Hapitha whimpered and got into a parting hug.
"Bye" she mumbled and ran off to join the princess.
In the carriage...Roseline sat next to the princess, while the others followed behind on horses - including Sally.That was the second time Roseline was making use of a carriage in her whole life, but she felt bad it had to be under such circumstances."You didn't have to threaten nanny Hapitha" she suddenly turned to the princess and said. "Better still, I think you should've given her son back to her as soon as she submitted me"Martha looked at her and said nothing, and a few seconds passed."Saving my brother's life is as important as the world to me" she spoke calmly as she stared through the curtains."I needed everyone to cooperate, even if it involved using force"."And threatening someone's life?" Roseline scoffed and the princess hesitated."I've never killed, and would never kill" she said. "Even if your nanny had
Something similar to fear gripped Roseline immediately.Oh! Creators! The King was awake! She had indeed succeeded. She succeeded.His eyes were barely open, but with the heavy rise and fall of his chest, it was obvious he eas regaining consiousness.Princess Martha turned to Sally immediately."Quick! Get the healer out of here!" She said desperately and Sally ran to Roseline who was almost looking numb, just staring at the King."Come on, Roseline!" She hit her arm lightly, jerking her out of her thoughts.Roseline, who's eyes had been fixed on the King the whole time, tried getting a grip of herself as she stood up.The King's lids were already fluttering and without further hesitation, they gripped her hand and ran out of the room with her.Well, they knew the King just too much. He was a man with vast knowledge and knew there was a
He walked up behind her and wrapped his hands around her waist.Valerie was just dropping the plate before he held her, else, she'd have spilled it on the floor due to the shock.It wasn't a new thing that the King was holding her, she just didn't expect it at that moment."My...My King?" Her voice shook a little.A wave of ecstasy ran through her.The King was holding her! Hugging her! She was the first lady amongst his brides that he was doing that to."I want you, Valerie; I want you now" he whispered softly into her ears.Thar wasn't a request for someone like Valerie. To her, it was an honor."As you wish, My King" she could hardly cloak the excitement in her voice.And just like a flash, she found herself on the bed immediately.Lincoln was on top of her, the hunger overwhelming.&n
"Get out of my room, Valerie" Lincoln's voice was deep and shakily, Valerie forced herself out of the bed.It wasn't in his intentions to just dismiss her like a used gabbage, but he really wanted to fight the urge of grabbing her and pumping right into her again.Her presence there on his bed was more than tempting. So, he had to dismiss her immediately.Valerie's legs were shaking. She took her torn clothes from the bed but discovered she couldn't make use of them - not anymore."You can take a material from the wardrobe" Lincoln said to her and whimperingly, she leapt to the wardrobe and pulled out something that was big enough to cover her body. Finally, she left the room.Lincoln stood up from the bed and got dressed, wearing just his trouser.He walked over to his table and leaned on it, trying to understand what was going on. Why did he see
Lincoln furrowed his brows in surprise as he stared at the bleeding finger. What could it possibly mean?He didn't cut himself - no. So, why did the cut just appear a lot of a sudden and made him bleed?Few members of the cabinet noticed the bleeding finger as well."My King? Are you alright?" The one who was currently reporting,paused and asked.Lincoln didn't say a word but continued staring at the finger. And suddenly, the bleeding stopped.He still continued staring at it for a while, wondering what could've been the cause.Finally, he sighed and stood up."I'm tired and need some rest. The meeting would continue tomorrow". He said blearily and they all bowed their heads in agreement as he walked away, his guards behind him.He got into his room, took off his clothes and sat on the bed, placing his head in his
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