After what felt like just a few moments of sleep, Venera was awoken by a hand covering her mouth. Instincts kicked in right away and she kicked as hard as she could, prepared to scream when she heard metal hit the carpeted floor.
Venera blinked and saw a crown roll on the carpet next to her. She immediately jumped off the bed and found she had kicked the prince square in the stomach. He was trying to regain balance and breath when she turned the lights on.
"What the fuck Felix!" she whisper-screamed.
He tried to speak but nothing came out of his mouth, he just sat on the bed and stared at the floor. His eyes were swamp green, strained, and filled with pain. His hair was a mess. He wore the same suit from earlier that day but it was wrinkled all over.
Venera was still trying to make sense of everything when she saw a drop of blood drip on her sheets from under the prince's suit jacket.
The prince fell asleep at some point, face planted on her bed. Venera tried to fall asleep on the other side of the bed but kept getting awoken by his grunts every so often. She didn't want to take sleeping pills so late into the night or her morning would be miserable.The clock read 4 a.m. so Venera was wondering if she could just stay awake and survive the next day. Ultimately she decided against it. Just before she tried to go back to bed for the umpteenth time, she cracked the door open to see Manny was still out like a candle, just like he was, when the prince had come to her room.She snuck back into bed, lifted the blanket to check on the prince's healing, which looked good for now. She didn't have the energy nor the tools to find out if the whip used on him was soaked in something to stop the wounds from clotting. She lied down and got comfortable, faced the outside of the bed, and tried to ignore the prince was just an arm's reach
After breakfast the prince had to get ready to meet the other girls. Venera started opening the drawers in her room and found a box of makeup in one of the drawers. She hauled the box into the bathroom and started looking at what she had to work with. She had never purchased makeup for herself, as she could never justify the cost, but she had gotten plenty as presents over the years, that she wasn't completely clueless. She settled for ochre eyeshadow in her creace and some mascara for the eyes, some blush on her cheeks and the bridge of the nose, and a lip oil to finish it all. She then confidently opened the door and asked Manny for his opinion. "I've got no idea about makeup, Lady, but you look good," he replied, which was followed by an eye roll from Venera. She begged him to take her out to the garden, but he wasn't sure about it. "I know why
After their exchange after lunch, Felix had to leave once again, this time to a meeting with the king's advisors. He promised Venera to be back before dinner so they could have more time to talk. Venera had a lot of thinking to do, as it was going to be soon time to tell the prince the real reason she was here. Was she ready to tell him? Was she prepared to lose his trust? Will finding out she was a rebel change his opinion of her? Would this jeopardize the 10's mission? Did she trust him enough still? Venera decided that thinking in the bath would help her, so she filled one for herself and added a lot of the lavender bath salt she found in the drawer. There was never a time in her life when she could have afforded the luxury of having a bath and she was determined to make the best of it while she was at the palace. He said you are his only choice, she thought. But can I count on him not changing his mind?
Venera froze at the prince's offer. "Felix, last night was an exception. We aren't doing this every night!" she shook her head. He took her hand and followed up, "Why not Venera? What's stopping us?" She couldn't come up with an answer, so the prince encouraged her to get herself a change of clothes and spend the night in his room. She reluctantly agreed, desperately wanting it, but also being scared of overstepping the social norms of the palace. "If it gets out or becomes a problem, you can just say, you can't say no to me," he winked. "And remember, none of the others would have blinked twice at this request." "I'm not the others, Felix…" she hissed at him. "Exactly!" he laughed. While Venera was picking her dress and shoes for tomorrow, the prince went ahead and warned the guard outside to pretend Venera was in her room
"Why are you here in the first place Venera?" Micha inquired, taking a seat on the linenless bed. "So, it is a long story Micha, but I want you to listen to all of it before you speak," she said and continued recounting the events of the past two days. "So you have slept in the same bed, but you haven't slept together? Then how do you explain that the laundry lady and the blood on the sheets?" he asked. "Well... I bled all over the prince, the bed, and myself, I mean. I guess it is better that they think we slept together than the truth." she concluded, defeatedly. Without skipping a beat, Micha turned around to the prince, "And you, what do you have to say, Felix? Why are you playing with her heart if you have already made up your mind and taken her to bed? I thought about you as more of a gentleman." "Believe me, I never imagined this either. I never thought I would f
Maybe an hour later the boys knocked on Venera's door. She let them in and Micha went straight for the bed, while the prince took a seat on the chair. "Can you help me dye my hair while we talk?" asked Venera, before Micha had a chance to start. "Can't you do it yourself?" he retorted, already getting up to take out the dye from the bag he brought. "If you don't want me to look like a tween's failed experiment on National tv, you will get your hands a little dirty, Micha." she laughed at her own joke, the boys following with their own laughs. The prince asked if there was anything he could help with, but Venera declined immediately, throwing him her phone and putting him on music duty instead. She prepared the dye and got a towel from the bathroom, handed Micha the gloves and brush and shooed Felix off the chair, and directed him to the bed. She took a seat, put t
*Trigger warning - whipping, blood, wounds.*Venera couldn't just stay closed in her room all day, so she begged Manny to take her out to the gardens."It is inhumane to make me stay in my room Manny. I have no phone service, no TV, literally nothing to do. Can't you take me to the gardens? Isn't there a library I can borrow a book from in this castle?" she ranted to Manny through the open door.He just shrugged and sighed. "I wish I could, lady, but my orders are to keep you here and take you out for meals only," he reiterated. "But I could have something that may interest you."Just as he was about to continue his explanation, his gaze froze on something in the direction of the staircase.Venera heard multiple footsteps and sprung from her chair, lunged for her backpack, and threw it under the bed. Next she broke the glass that contained the glucofine shot she had studied earli
Venera woke up from her pill induced sleep early the next morning. Her first instinct was to send for the prince, but a whisper of fear made her think twice.Logically, Venera knew that Felix made the right decision, both for the 10's mission and their relationship, if one could even call it that. But she couldn't get the sound of his whip hitting her skin out of her head. Would she have done the same in his shoes. She hadn't considered it that way until that moment.Her hand flew to the lowest slash on her back. It was mostly healed, unlike the other two, but it was the one that broke her down completely. Could she forgive the prince completely?When Venera finally gathered up the courage to leave her bed, she sent Manny for the prince and some breakfast, because she was starving."Lady Venera, are you feeling better?" Manny looked at her with concern."I've been better, but I'm
Venera woke up from her pill induced sleep early the next morning. Her first instinct was to send for the prince, but a whisper of fear made her think twice.Logically, Venera knew that Felix made the right decision, both for the 10's mission and their relationship, if one could even call it that. But she couldn't get the sound of his whip hitting her skin out of her head. Would she have done the same in his shoes. She hadn't considered it that way until that moment.Her hand flew to the lowest slash on her back. It was mostly healed, unlike the other two, but it was the one that broke her down completely. Could she forgive the prince completely?When Venera finally gathered up the courage to leave her bed, she sent Manny for the prince and some breakfast, because she was starving."Lady Venera, are you feeling better?" Manny looked at her with concern."I've been better, but I'm
*Trigger warning - whipping, blood, wounds.*Venera couldn't just stay closed in her room all day, so she begged Manny to take her out to the gardens."It is inhumane to make me stay in my room Manny. I have no phone service, no TV, literally nothing to do. Can't you take me to the gardens? Isn't there a library I can borrow a book from in this castle?" she ranted to Manny through the open door.He just shrugged and sighed. "I wish I could, lady, but my orders are to keep you here and take you out for meals only," he reiterated. "But I could have something that may interest you."Just as he was about to continue his explanation, his gaze froze on something in the direction of the staircase.Venera heard multiple footsteps and sprung from her chair, lunged for her backpack, and threw it under the bed. Next she broke the glass that contained the glucofine shot she had studied earli
Maybe an hour later the boys knocked on Venera's door. She let them in and Micha went straight for the bed, while the prince took a seat on the chair. "Can you help me dye my hair while we talk?" asked Venera, before Micha had a chance to start. "Can't you do it yourself?" he retorted, already getting up to take out the dye from the bag he brought. "If you don't want me to look like a tween's failed experiment on National tv, you will get your hands a little dirty, Micha." she laughed at her own joke, the boys following with their own laughs. The prince asked if there was anything he could help with, but Venera declined immediately, throwing him her phone and putting him on music duty instead. She prepared the dye and got a towel from the bathroom, handed Micha the gloves and brush and shooed Felix off the chair, and directed him to the bed. She took a seat, put t
"Why are you here in the first place Venera?" Micha inquired, taking a seat on the linenless bed. "So, it is a long story Micha, but I want you to listen to all of it before you speak," she said and continued recounting the events of the past two days. "So you have slept in the same bed, but you haven't slept together? Then how do you explain that the laundry lady and the blood on the sheets?" he asked. "Well... I bled all over the prince, the bed, and myself, I mean. I guess it is better that they think we slept together than the truth." she concluded, defeatedly. Without skipping a beat, Micha turned around to the prince, "And you, what do you have to say, Felix? Why are you playing with her heart if you have already made up your mind and taken her to bed? I thought about you as more of a gentleman." "Believe me, I never imagined this either. I never thought I would f
Venera froze at the prince's offer. "Felix, last night was an exception. We aren't doing this every night!" she shook her head. He took her hand and followed up, "Why not Venera? What's stopping us?" She couldn't come up with an answer, so the prince encouraged her to get herself a change of clothes and spend the night in his room. She reluctantly agreed, desperately wanting it, but also being scared of overstepping the social norms of the palace. "If it gets out or becomes a problem, you can just say, you can't say no to me," he winked. "And remember, none of the others would have blinked twice at this request." "I'm not the others, Felix…" she hissed at him. "Exactly!" he laughed. While Venera was picking her dress and shoes for tomorrow, the prince went ahead and warned the guard outside to pretend Venera was in her room
After their exchange after lunch, Felix had to leave once again, this time to a meeting with the king's advisors. He promised Venera to be back before dinner so they could have more time to talk. Venera had a lot of thinking to do, as it was going to be soon time to tell the prince the real reason she was here. Was she ready to tell him? Was she prepared to lose his trust? Will finding out she was a rebel change his opinion of her? Would this jeopardize the 10's mission? Did she trust him enough still? Venera decided that thinking in the bath would help her, so she filled one for herself and added a lot of the lavender bath salt she found in the drawer. There was never a time in her life when she could have afforded the luxury of having a bath and she was determined to make the best of it while she was at the palace. He said you are his only choice, she thought. But can I count on him not changing his mind?
After breakfast the prince had to get ready to meet the other girls. Venera started opening the drawers in her room and found a box of makeup in one of the drawers. She hauled the box into the bathroom and started looking at what she had to work with. She had never purchased makeup for herself, as she could never justify the cost, but she had gotten plenty as presents over the years, that she wasn't completely clueless. She settled for ochre eyeshadow in her creace and some mascara for the eyes, some blush on her cheeks and the bridge of the nose, and a lip oil to finish it all. She then confidently opened the door and asked Manny for his opinion. "I've got no idea about makeup, Lady, but you look good," he replied, which was followed by an eye roll from Venera. She begged him to take her out to the garden, but he wasn't sure about it. "I know why
The prince fell asleep at some point, face planted on her bed. Venera tried to fall asleep on the other side of the bed but kept getting awoken by his grunts every so often. She didn't want to take sleeping pills so late into the night or her morning would be miserable.The clock read 4 a.m. so Venera was wondering if she could just stay awake and survive the next day. Ultimately she decided against it. Just before she tried to go back to bed for the umpteenth time, she cracked the door open to see Manny was still out like a candle, just like he was, when the prince had come to her room.She snuck back into bed, lifted the blanket to check on the prince's healing, which looked good for now. She didn't have the energy nor the tools to find out if the whip used on him was soaked in something to stop the wounds from clotting. She lied down and got comfortable, faced the outside of the bed, and tried to ignore the prince was just an arm's reach
After what felt like just a few moments of sleep, Venera was awoken by a hand covering her mouth. Instincts kicked in right away and she kicked as hard as she could, prepared to scream when she heard metal hit the carpeted floor. Venera blinked and saw a crown roll on the carpet next to her. She immediately jumped off the bed and found she had kicked the prince square in the stomach. He was trying to regain balance and breath when she turned the lights on. "What the fuck Felix!" she whisper-screamed. He tried to speak but nothing came out of his mouth, he just sat on the bed and stared at the floor. His eyes were swamp green, strained, and filled with pain. His hair was a mess. He wore the same suit from earlier that day but it was wrinkled all over. Venera was still trying to make sense of everything when she saw a drop of blood drip on her sheets from under the prince's suit jacket.