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
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.